I rode my bike to work today for the first time since my crash.
That was in January. It was my first day of work for the year. It was supposed to be my way of starting off the new year being healthy, green, and weird. New Years resolutions and all that jazz.
I was laid up with injuries until March, and then we got some blizzards. So, I have an excuse for not riding for three months.
I don’t have much of an excuse for not commuting in April, May, or June. Laziness mostly, maybe a little bit of fear. Getting hit by a car is pretty scary, and it makes you overestimate the risks involved every time you ride with traffic.
I’m taking a slightly different route now, and avoiding the intersection where I got hit.
Anyhow, it feels good to be back at it.