Not sure what it was exactly. Maybe it was the new year, 2010. Maybe it was riding home in the cold and the dark at 9:30pm. Maybe it was the realization that the ride I do daily and casually – to get to and from work – would have been unthinkable just a few short years ago. Whatever the impetus, I started to reflect on how far I’ve come in cycling, how far I have to go, and how quickly it has all happened.
It is the latter that really struck me. Cycling is a big part of my life. It is my primary mode of transportation (by time, and by miles some weeks) as well as my primary recreational activity. It invigorates me, motivates me, and in many ways defines part of who I am. It is such a huge part of my life that I feel like I’ve always been a cyclist. But in fact it has been more like 3 very short years. That’s right – three. And it all began because of a little job I took in Palo Alto – while living in Sacramento.