Now that gas is quickly approaching five bucks a gallon, people are suddenly enthusiastically pursuing the concept of saving energy and using alternative forms of transportation. The fact that the vast majority of America didn’t take the time to consider these things a few years back is beyond me, but that’s beside the point. As a daily bike commuter of seven years, the real question is what kind of world it’ll be if thousands of completely inexperienced cyclists begin hitting the pavement. It could be scary.
I fear for the future every time I see a grown man speeding down the sidewalk on two wheels threatening to take out dog walkers, baby walkers and pedestrian walkers.
I fear for the future when I see helmet-less women riding the wrong way toward on ramps packed with speeding traffic bound for Lakeshore Drive.
I fear for the future when I see six dudes riding three abreast on skinny two-lane side streets without the slightest amount of concern for the people behind them who are stuck in their cars with their feet near their gas pedals growing angrier and angrier with each passing block.
Most of all, I fear for the guy who rides his unicycle down Granville every morning. Yes, I see this guy go by once a day and wonder what compels a person to even own a unicycle let alone ride it. Did he give up a gigantic, 4-wheel-drive SUV for one wheel instead? Maybe I’ll ask him one of these days. In the meantime, no matter how you get around, pay attention and don’t be an asshole. And of course, if you see a guy on unicycle give him a little extra room—I imagine those things are harder than hell to maneuver.