I ended my blog post yesterday anticipating that I might encounter some muscle soreness from our “triathlon” commute yesterday. As a reminder, a colleague of mine joined me for a multi-modal commute involving first bike, then bus, then subway. The return trip did turn out to be more strenuous than the morning commute.
During one particularly long hill, I found myself wishing that I had one of those electric bikes that Marc Gunther had blogged about earlier in the week.
And I really shouldn’t complain. Our commute was nothing like the New York to
San Francisco ride he mentioned – nor even the 27-hours bicycle commute two of my
colleagues did from London to a meeting in Brussels.
Ours turned out to be 2 hours door-to-door. And after just a few minutes donning the suit I had “carefully” packed in my backpack, I was ready for my meeting by 9:00 a.m.
One of the reasons the return commute was more challenging is that I needed to pick up some local produce from a “community supported agriculture” program. For those of you unfamiliar with that term, Wikipedia describes a CSA as “a particular network or association of individuals who have pledged to support one or more local farms, with growers and consumers sharing the risks and benefits of food production.”
This was my first time joining this program and I haven’t sampled the produce yet, but if we do that tonight, I’ll comment tomorrow on the rest of the experience. For now, I just wanted to admit that I almost missed the deadline.
You see, the pickup location was along the bike route (and Wednesday’s are the pick-up day). I thought I had everything carefully planned. But any produce not picked up by 6:45 gets donated to charity – not necessarily a bad thing, but I was (and still am) looking forward to enjoying the meal myself. Given the 2-hour morning commute, I had intended to be “on the road” by 4:45 and instead we couldn’t leave downtown until 5:15.
Though a little panicked, all the transfers worked in our favor on the return and I did make it on time. Then I managed to add the additional weight to my backpack along with my laptop computer and extra clothes. That’s why the final leg of my journey (with the long uphill climb) was especially challenging.
GREAT exercise, by the way. But I think I may need to invest in saddle bags (or “panniers” as some of you may call them) for my bike before I try this again.
More of Bryan's Carbon Diet Series:
- Living La Vida Low Carbon (Introduction)
- Carbon Diet: Confessions of Struggles (Day 1)
- Carbon Diet: The Impact of Commuting (Day 2)
- Carbon Diet: A Meat-Lover Goes Meatless (Day 4)
- Carbon Diet: The Green Commute Battle (Day 5)
- Carbon Footprint: Are You Willing to Change Your Lifestyle to Make an Impact? (Debate)
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