Though slower than the BigAssCruiser (which was not exactly a performance vehicle, either) Torben is also happy with this one. Michael enjoys riding it more than I do, but some of that may just be because my two wheeled biking habits are much more engrained.

After a few loops of the a pedestrian path and local parking lot we took it on its maiden voyage to the bike store. As almost every connection is quick-release, U and cable locks were an almost urgent first purchase. A second (and far less practical purchase) may be POV wheel lights as I am really hoping that one of the next East Bay Bike Party Rides will follow a sufficiently nearby route. (It is a very tight fit through our front door and it does fit in one of the building elevators without having to remove parts...it is still enormous and I have doubts about it ever taking it on BART).

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I am not normally gleeful about things that cause our toddler meltdowns when he's told he can't have or do... but he really likes bike-rides, so I am. I now ride to daycare with him a few days a week, leaving the bike seat and his helmet there as I continue on to work. The gent brings the seat & helmet home when he picks Torben up from daycare. The first day, Torben had a fit because he got put in a a car-seat rather than on a bike even though he could see that his helmet & seat were right there! The second time he insisted on wearing his helmet from daycare to the car, then from the car to the apartment. Since then he has gotten better at acceptance, but still occasionally lets his ire be known.

The downside to this whole thing is that the bike seat that I purchased 8 months ago based on reviews and ratings (and was described as universal fit) does not actually work with any standard US style road bike. I mean, yes it fits on my bike, but the bike is then close to unrideable. Finally, last month, rather than solve this problem by getting a different bikeseat I just got a new bike: an oversized beach cruiser.

Alas, beach cruisers are not performance vehicles. This isn't a problem on the flat, sedate, mostly bike-lane'd route to daycare, but it is a frustration on the rest of my commute. Downtown San Francisco is a mess of construction sites on top of the usual congestion. Even where there are bike lanes I feel like the awkward little old lady in a land yacht doing 45 on the freeway and annoying all of the regular road-bike commuters. The Oakland end isn't great either if I take the ferry (a longer but much nicer trip) I have to ride through the port of Oakland just as all the big-rigs are queueing up for the morning.

Ah well. The kid loves going on bike rides and the bike means I am more likely to get to work at a reasonable time. Woohoo!
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Today my coworkers were laughing at my dilemma. Not out of malice, but because it is as ridiculous as it is frustrating.

"Who the hell takes a bike seat?"

Petty thieves in the Mission, apparently. While it pains me to admit it, this clearly counts as a Stupid Tax: I really should have known better.

Most of the time I do know better. I remove my headlight and always chain both tires when locking my bike in the Mission after dark. I am aware that nice seats with quick releases get stolen; even without a quick-release, nice thing like Brooks’ saddles should never be left with the bike. However, my old seat was so dilapidated taking it would have been a waste of energy so I never got in the habit of securing it. My new one was relatively cheap so it didn't occur to me till I was looking at the hole where my seat-post should have been that my seat qualified as theft-worthy.

Alas.

My attempted temporary fix was to borrow the seat from a neighbor's playa-bike ("Sure! I won't need it till next August anyway"), but the post is slightly too narrow and all of my efforts to effectively shim it in place failed. So today’s ride to and from work was made standing, which, while not as uncomfortable as I had expected, stressed joints and muscles I don’t usually use. One of my coworkers sympathetically predicted that I would be in agony by the morning. Tomorrow I will see if I am sore enough that jengineering a seat for the day seems like a worthwhile endeavor.

For now, though I have more important things to do: there is a moon to be watched from the roof, port to be sipped, and a long, hot, candlelit shower to be had. If I am sufficiently wakeful, I might even manage to get quality time snuggled in bed with a book.
Today my coworkers were laughing at my dilemma. Not out of malice, but because it is as ridiculous as it is frustrating.

"Who the hell takes a bike seat?"

Petty thieves in the Mission, apparently. While it pains me to admit it, this clearly counts as a Stupid Tax: I really should have known better.

Most of the time I do know better. I remove my headlight and always chain both tires when locking my bike in the Mission after dark. I am aware that nice seats with quick releases get stolen; even without a quick-release, nice thing like Brooks’ saddles should never be left with the bike. However, my old seat was so dilapidated taking it would have been a waste of energy so I never got in the habit of securing it. My new one was relatively cheap so it didn't occur to me till I was looking at the hole where my seat-post should have been that my seat qualified as theft-worthy.

Alas.

My attempted temporary fix was to borrow the seat from a neighbor's playa-bike ("Sure! I won't need it till next August anyway"), but the post is slightly too narrow and all of my efforts to effectively shim it in place failed. So today’s ride to and from work was made standing, which, while not as uncomfortable as I had expected, stressed joints and muscles I don’t usually use. One of my coworkers sympathetically predicted that I would be in agony by the morning. Tomorrow I will see if I am sore enough that jengineering a seat for the day seems like a worthwhile endeavor.

For now, though I have more important things to do: there is a moon to be watched from the roof, port to be sipped, and a long, hot, candlelit shower to be had. If I am sufficiently wakeful, I might even manage to get quality time snuggled in bed with a book.
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( May. 14th, 2009 08:38 pm)
I think this is the second or third year running that National Bike to Work Day has fallen on a day when I have a borrowed a car.

(For those who don't know me so well, I have been doing the bike commute lifestyle thing for years. My driving is a rare occurrence.)
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estro: (bike)
( May. 14th, 2009 08:38 pm)
I think this is the second or third year running that National Bike to Work Day has fallen on a day when I have a borrowed a car.

(For those who don't know me so well, I have been doing the bike commute lifestyle thing for years. My driving is a rare occurrence.)
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( Mar. 3rd, 2008 01:46 pm)
Rarely do I wish for a cruiser, but having a half hour to kill as I had just missed my train (as usual), I opted to ride around a bit...

...the weather being beautiful, I suddenly understood the appeal of tooling around on a couch on wheels.
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( Mar. 3rd, 2008 01:46 pm)
Rarely do I wish for a cruiser, but having a half hour to kill as I had just missed my train (as usual), I opted to ride around a bit...

...the weather being beautiful, I suddenly understood the appeal of tooling around on a couch on wheels.
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