- Riding into the November or December sunrise is one of nature’s cruel jokes. The sun is brighter than at any other point in the year, but all that light comes with no heat.
- Every time I ride past someone holding their hand up to hail a cab, it takes serious restraint not to high-five them. One of these days, I’m going to give in to the temptation.
- As has been the case in each of the last few years, I am struck by how the number of winter (30-degree) bicycle commuters continues to grow. Downtown intersections where I previously might see one cyclist cross in the opposite direction now have three or four. I guess that, like me, once people have started commuting by bike, it’s hard to go back to transit, or sitting in car traffic.
And a person who bikes to work has it best of all (according to me, at least)!