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1 | #title Bicycles Are Our Friends |
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3 | * [[Bicycle Routes]] |
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5 | * [[Bicycle 2012][My New Bicycle]] |
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7 | * [[My Bicycle][My Old Bicycle]] |
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9 | * [[http://journal.unknownlamer.org/tag/bicycle][Bicycling Journal Entries]] |
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11 | ; I write about various bicycle related things in my journal. |
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14 | ; * Why I Do Not, and Shall Never Again, Own a Car |
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16 | ; Do you find asphalt attractive? Do you enjoy the smell of gasoline? Is |
17 | ; going to the pump a pleasant experience for your wallet? What of our |
18 | ; wonderful insurance system? |
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20 | ; Asphalt is ugly. Gasoline smells terrible. Gasoline is expensive. Auto |
21 | ; insurance costs more than I spend on food every month (twice as much |
22 | ; even). |
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24 | ; I am free of these things and refuse to be enslaved by them again. I |
25 | ; have no need for useless status symbols and vehicles which can take me |
26 | ; places five times faster than I have the desire to get there. It is |
27 | ; much more enjoyable to put fuel into myself rather than a gas tank (my |
28 | ; tongue and stomach do quite enjoy it as well). |
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30 | ; Every mile travelled in a car eats money, pollutes the air just a |
31 | ; little bit more, causes some damage to the roads, and is (I think) |
32 | ; quite stressful when there is heavy traffic. |
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34 | ; Every hour travelled on a bicycle is more food I get to eat at the end |
35 | ; of the ride (mmm carbohydrates). I suppose my lungs are releasing CO_2 |
36 | ; into the air, but perhaps this is made up by my bicycle causing no |
37 | ; stress to the asphalt beneath me. Most of the time I find bicycling to |
38 | ; quite relaxing; even on the 30F mornings. There is, naturally, some |
39 | ; stress; usually when cars pass me on the left as I am signalling with |
40 | ; my arm that I am preparing to make a left turn, or forcing me off of |
41 | ; the road because I am in the center of the lane as we drift to a red |
42 | ; light, or passing me when I am exceeding the speed limit (hills are |
43 | ; friendly when you're going down them). |