Bike Banter . . . Even though I am mmmm.... not working, on Friday I participated in the City of Houston's Annual Bike to Work Day. About 100 people ride from Memorial Park to city hall in this event. . . . Last year, I participated as not just a rider, but a reporter. . . This year, I am just a rider. And because I am no longer a reporter, I can say this: it's kind of a dog and pony show that promotes biking to work. Because anyone who knows the city of Houston knows we are soooooo behind the bike friendly eight ball. Rude drivers, lack of bike lanes, uneven, potridden roads... who would want to put their lives at risk? . . . Anyhoo, I still enjoy this day of camraderie, notwithstanding the feigned attempt at getting Houstonians to save the environment and bike to work. . . . I particularly enjoy seeing some of my police officer pals. Go Sgt. Rory! . . .
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And of course, my BFF Ryan.
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Somewhere in this pack is Houston's Mayor..
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Kid's don't try this at home. I call this "kodak moment" while riding. I do it all the time.
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Officer Escort
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I am a big fan of the men and women in blue. And they are a big fan of pinkgurugal.
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Here I am posing with Houston's finest in front of my home. These officers happily escorted me back to my home after our dog and pony show. There's nothing like police escort along busy streets. I wonder what the neighbors were thinking?
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Cheers and happy training!
"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.".
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Eleanor Roosevelt
1 comment:
The reality of Houston cycling (as opposed to the PR dog and pony show) is a HUGE reason why I am looking to leave this city as soon as I no longer need a suburban school and yard for my rug rat. I long to live somewhere that I can walk or bike to work, to the grocery store, and to my job--without a police escort or having to take my life in my hands.
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