Capital Bikeshare

Capital Bikeshare continued to taunt me, as the winter deepened.  Everywhere I went, there were the rows of shiny red bikes, saying "ride me."   In fact, they seemed to multiply.   There was a rack by my office, a rack by my home, and then I noticed a rack by Wonderland as well.  How could I resist?

I finally signed up, and my key showed up last night.   Today, I used it three times. At lunch time, I rode to another section of town, usually beyond my lunch radius, and had some hummus and tabouleh at a Marvelous Market.  

Later in the day, I checked out another bike and rode uptown, to get my hair cut.   I had to admit, riding one of these heavy, lumbering bikes uphill took some doing, but in a low gear it was slow but still faster than taking the bus, and once I resigned myself to moving at a slow speed, I barely worked up a sweat.

After my haircut, I had to consciously decide not to check out another bike, although it would have been so easy.  But I do enjoy walking, I had the time, and I didn't want to miss out.  But now, it's a choice.

For my final ride of the day, I checked out a third bike and rode up to the rack outside Wonderland, and walked the rest of the way to Meridian Pint.   All of these rides cost nothing beyond the $75 annual fee.  Nothing could be easier.