short pants romance

I think this weekend is ripe for some bike riding practice. I'm beginning to seriously feel like Pee Wee. Everywhere I look people are enjoying their bicycles, and dammit, I want to be one of them!

Reasons why having a bike would make my life better:

I'm having such guilt about driving to work every day, but I can't take the subway because I need to deal with Porter at some point during the day. If I could ride a bike though, I could leave him home every other day and just ride back to walk him at lunch. Or better yet, I could get a little rickshaw and tow him to work!

If I could ride, Greg and I could rent bikes in some sort of lovely scenic place, like France.

Driving a car with no AC in the summer sucks.

My fat ass needs some exercise, stat.