Between school and work I've been so busy this week that I've let the Tour past without comment. So let me say for the record that the Tour de Georgia is great, and I wish I was able to attend every single stage. :(
The other day I rode down to Peachtree Center to do some banking. When I came out I began unlocking my bike but because some dofus had chained his bike nearly right on top of mine. I was having a problem getting at the lock. That's when an APD foot patrolman came up on me and asked me what I was doing. I explained the situation and surprisingly he asked for proof the bike was mind.
And you know what I can see why he did, he must have been watching me trying to get at the lock for at least two minutes, for all he knew I was just a well dressed bike thief. I told him that my name and address were etched on the seat post. Then I pulled it to show him where it was at. That satisfied him but with all the thievery that goes on I'm glad he showed enough interest to check me out.
On this morning's ride to Sandy Springs I got a huge cramp. A real nasty one. I thought about riding through it but after about 100 feet I decided to engage the backup plan.
As a bike commuter you've always got to plan ahead. Flats, mechnical failures, or even a turn in the weather might force you off your bike. My backup plan is to take the bus to the Sandy Springs station. So as my cramp intensified I stopped at the nearest bus stop, waited for the bus and began to stretch. And I waited, and waited, I know the bus schedules pretty well and I knew the bus was running late. Then it came barrelling over the hill and nearly flew right past me. I loaded by bike on the rack, (got to love MARTA's bike friendliness) and began one of the most harrowing bus rides of my life. I mean this was slapstick comedy, sterotypical third-world bus driving, kind of crazy. The bus driver flew down the roads far in excess of the 35 mph speed limit. We hit a dip in the road and by heart jumped as I heard the rack hitting the asphalt. Needless to say I was relieved when we finally reached the train station.
Today I did the bike to train thing. 11km to the Sandy Springs MARTA station and then riding to the Civic Center station and then biking the one block to work. 1 hour and fifteen minutes from home to my desk although I was delayed waiting for a bathroom stall to change in.
At one point on the train ride my car had three bikes in it, not bad.
Update: The combination bus/bike trip home took 52 minutes. Not bad.