I must confess; I start to turn involuntarily toward cyclists whenever I see them trundling clumsily along in their six-inch-wide lane of cobblestones. I don't know why I do this. Perhaps it's because I automatically equate their obstructive road presence to churlishness.
Or maybe it's because I wish I had the time -- and the courage -- to pedal to my many and varied destinations. It's great cardio, and when a truck blows by, it's like being in a fast-moving convertible. Sort of.
Matt Holcomb
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