Helmet? Check. Flashing red light? Check. Highly visible gold backpack? Check.
Since the nearest Metro stop is a 15-minute walk from my apartment as opposed to two blocks over, I’ve taken to my bike to get to work, meaning that my workday begins and ends with 2.2 miles of rolling hills as I ride straight down Locust.
So far, so good. The road isn’t too busy, the hills aren’t too steep, and the weather hasn’t been too bad (yet!). I’ve also enjoyed having time in the morning (and the afternoon, for that matter) to clear my head and get some exercise. It certainly makes me feel a little bit better about the inordinate amount of time I spend sitting in an office chair once I get to work!