When I first contemplated the idea of riding a bike in San Francisco a couple of years ago, it was pretty terrifying. Of course, this was when I still lived in Berkeley and was kind of scared of going to (much less even driving in) San Francisco, and I hadn’t ridden a bike since high school. “It’s like a video game,” Tyler tried to convince me.
The thought of riding a bike in the city was a little less scary a year ago, but only because I had gotten over my fear of the city itself, and was now just dealing with the idea of riding a bike in it. The idea of having to ride over those hills didn’t help much, though.
But I finally bought a bike and I’ve been riding to CalTrain a couple of days a week, and y’know what? It’s not so bad. In fact, it is like a video game, what with dodging buses and the stuff the kids in the western addition like to throw at me. Heck, there’s even a time limit in the morning, and if I lose I miss my train.
But then Mark had to go and point out that the only problem is you only get one life in this game. Point taken.