I’m worried about the weirdest thing all of a sudden: What if I’m not that great of a cyclist?
I mean, I joke about it fairly frequently. I point out that I was a terrible driver, and I’m “not that much better of a cyclist.”
But the fact is, I did start biking everywhere in Portland, which is supposedly as close to cycling heaven as you can get in the United States. And in terms of cycling in cities, I’ve mostly done it in other bike-friendly places like Seattle and Vancouver B.C. So what happens when I’m some place like, I dunno, Chicago? Or Washington D.C.?
Yeah, it’s not all paradise here. I’ve been yelled at, honked at, had doors opened in front of me, been passed too close. But they happen fairly rarely; it’s an occasion worth talking about, and it can leave me pretty rattled. But I know there are other people in other cities who have this kind of thing to happen every day. Yikes! I wonder, if I lived in one of those cities, would I be riding a bicycle everywhere? Do I only do it here because it’s so easy?
Despite this, I’m looking forward to cycling in New York City. I’m not really sure why. Maybe I’ve been reading BikeSnob for too long.
I do enjoy the feeling competence (for lack of a better word) I feel on my bicycle while negotiating traffic. That wonderful feeling that I know what I’m doing. But do I?