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Monday, September 7, 2009 @ 10:31 PM
[ Some bike riding ]


I toy with the idea of learning to ride a bike, only so that I don't waste about 2 and a 1/2 hours just travelling to and from work.

TWO AND A HALF BLOODY HOURS FROM MONDAY TO FRIDAY, MAN. That's like 50 hours in one month. I waste more than 2 days each month on fucking travelling time. FUCK.

And seriously.. taking a bus then a train and all that walking in between in just so draining. You don't realise how draining it is until you get fetched to work and you wonder why you're so much more refreshed. That's because 1) you don't have to wake up earlier 2) you're sitting there for all of 30mins or less while making your way to work in a car 3) you aren't expanding additional energy walking around and then queuing up and standing because you don't get a seat on the bus AND the train and moshing and squeezing with people.

You're essentially walking or standing around for least more than an hour each day. POINTLESSLY walking or standing around, I might add, because you aren't really standing there because you want to or because you have a major objective to achieve. You're just standing there because there isn't a seat and you need to get to work.

I imagine that if I had a bike it'd be cheap transport, and I can rush to work if I want, and I would do SO much less pointless walking in a day.

I would also probably die because even if I weren't a reckless rider, there'd always be reckless car or truck or lorry drivers who could just accidentally smack you down on a bad day, or simply because they didn't see you.

Ugh. Depressing. Bikes - cheap and deadly, and not even by your own hand.