After months of talk, I actually did ride my bike to the Metra station this morning. It didn’t take that long and I had enough time to go into the convenience store and buy a (sorely needed) bottle of water when I got there. It is definitely pathetic how hard a one mile bike ride hits me, but one assumes that if I do that every day it will get better. In pumping up tired over the weekend, I noticed that my old somewhat crappy bike is easily twice as difficult to pedal as my wife’s. Maybe I won’t oil it or anything, and leave the crappiness as an extra level of workout, like turning an excercise bike up to a higher level.
All in all, this is good. I get a little excercise, I save $1.50 on parking (which I spent on water) and there’s some gasoline that doesn’t get burned. Barring horribly inclement weather, I think I’ll do this every day from here on out.