6 months ago I bought this bike off of craigslist with the every intention of being one of those cool people who zips around town on her bike. It would be perfect and I wouldn’t have to pay for parking!
Except I forgot that I am TERRIFIED of riding my bike on streets with cars—which is EVERY street in downtown Austin! I took one white knuckled ride on it once. I made it all the way downtown, parked it, prayed to God it would get stolen (it didn’t), and then sweated beads of fear sweat (because it was a surprisingly cool day for Texas) all the way home. It has been sitting in the bike rack in the back of my parking lot melting into the asphalt ever since.
I do mean that it actually melted. I noticed it one day as I was collecting my mail completely deflated where it pathetically sat in the hot sun. I ignored it, pretended I didn’t know it (that must be someone else’s pathetic bike) and walked away.
I shouldn’t be the kind of person who is terrified of riding a bike in the city. Seriously, I moved to a brand new city, I ride around on the back of my friends motorcycle, I bushwhack up mountains, I say things like “Sometimes I’m totes badass” so I should TOTALLY not be afraid of riding my bike downtown.
It now resides in my apartment. I’m hoping that I’ll get so sick of looking at it that I’ll finally buckle and take it to the bike shop and then I’ll have no excuse not to ride it around. I even put it in front of my dvd player so that the remote doesn’t really hit the sensor. You’d think I’d be frustrated but I just gave up watching dvds.
So basically I’m playing a game of chicken with myself and I’m still losing.