I don’t commute by bike. I live in Capitol Hill, work in Tysons Corner and that’s that. So I drive to work. Someday I am going to try to take the Metro, but it will require waking up extra early.
Today however I had a reason to bike to “work”. Work in this case was investigation of an issue at a property that one of our clients owns just south and west of Dupont Circle. They insisted that I visit at 9:30 in the morning, and I insisted (to myself) that I would bike to work. Therein lies the reason for this post to exist.
I started off heading west on Maryland Ave NE, looped around Stanton Park and then back onto Maryland towards Constitution. In traffic at 2nd Street I thought I was being shoaled and passed on the right, when I was really being passed on the right so the other cyclist could make a right on red. I didn’t feel too bad. Down the hill I accidentally ran the red at Constitution and Louisiana – it is a long intersection and I entered just as the yellow cycle hit, so sorry. I made my way to the Pennsylvania Ave. bike lanes where I saw a commuter on a nice Sam Hillborne talking on the phone and riding. That seems to be an increasingly common thing, and is confusing. I was also passed by a combo superbiker/tennis pro who wore a strange combination of tennis and cycling apparel. I was again confused.
Then, a cab pulled alongside me and slowed, I could tell he wanted to U-turn through the bike lanes. So I slowed and blocked him from doing so. Eventually he found a way behind me and did the illegal U-turn anyways. Jerk.
Penn to 15th, to White House, to Penn to 20th. At K and 20th a car was acting strangely, but then I realized they were deciding “go” or “no go”, as a “go” may result in blocking the box. They no-go’d and that was smart of them. I went because I wouldn’t block the box, but then I realized I needed to be on 21st. That was not smart of me.
What does a dirt engineer bring to a job site? Lots of fun things. Basically soil testing comes down to testing apparatuses that:
There is no Smooshing. That is left to this twee-ish band. I didn’t have those things with me though, so I improvised with what I had.
I did my work, then rode home largely the same way. Some bro on a busted old Schwinn he found in his grandmothers garden shed shoaled me 3 times. I took Louisiana to D instead of Constitution to Maryland to avoid the hill.
I noticed that it is hard to find a balance between riding the pace you want to, and not sweating. There was an exact moment on the ride home that I could feel the valves bursting in my pores and I started to sweat up my work clothes. oops. Thankfully my head had a nice new moisture wicking Walz cap. Not just any cap either, a special one that I ordered when they were doing free embroidery. Check it:
Looking forward to my next bike commute.