Life at bike speed (during Rapha's festive 500).
Normally, I ride my bike to work and back twice a week. Some people frown meaningfully when I tell them the distance is 58 kilometers one way (that’s the distance between Ghent and Brussels). All I can say is that I love it and that I always prefer 2 hours on my bike over 1 hour in a car (or more depending on the traffic). The other 3 days, I hop on my folding bike, pedal along the river for 10 kilometers to meet up with my carpool buddy, friend and colleague Bart. In the evening, he drops me off at the same spot. However, Bart took this week off and I didn’t. Which brings me to Rapha’s Festive 500.
How hard can it be to bike 200 more kilometers than usual?
I rode 569.45 kilometers.
Friday, december 23. Well, the weather hasn’t been too commuter-friendly lately. And it has shown no sign of improvements this week. I got so wet I probably never will have to wash again. Too wet to take out my camera anyway.
115.61 km. Proof here.
Bringing the stuff for Duqm.
Monday, december 26. Colette, our eldest daughter works for a dredging company in Duqm. That’s Oman. A colleague of her is leaving tomorrow. He lives in Opwijk. Happily, that’s still Belgium. Our Colette needed some stuff she forgot at home, so I decided to deliver it to her colleague by bike. It was fun, but terribly wet. Like riding through a wet curtain.
97.16 km. Proof here.
Another day at the office.
Tuesday, december 27.
Luckily, it only started raining after I arrived at work. These are the holidays, as you can see. On ‘normal’ days, the traffic on the highway, which I’m crossing here, is at least 3 times as dense. Belgian highway drivers are very prone to causing accidents. They ride aggressively and when they don’t, it simply means they’re texting or twittering behind the wheel. Which makes it no less dangerous. So, regularly, we’re talking serious traffic jams here. It is ‘the’ reason I seriously started disliking cars and made it my mission to get behind the wheel as little as possible.
115.65 km. Proof here.
Wednesday, december 28.
Same trajectory. That’s just the way it is with commuting. In times like these, even in a crowded little country like Belgium, you can get the feeling that you’re quite alone. The picture was shot with my phone. But I can assure you: at times, my commute can be very black. Pitch black.
115.64 km. Proof here and here.
A strong tail wind (i.e. in the morning)
Friday, december 30.
I do like going to work by bike. It’s a nice route. Very few cars, beautiful little roads like these. And you get in touch with a phenomenon called ‘seasons’ again. This picture was taken no further than about 15 kilometers from Brussels. It’s what we call a ‘hollow road’. Steep, though.
115.57 km. Proof here and here.
Getting the fish.
Saturday, december 31.
So, we decided to have fish tonight. I set out on my bike to go and get it.
I’ve hardly had the chance to see this view by daylight lately. It’s the first part of all my commutes. Nice, even under a grey sky.
Got the fish! I wish you all a very healthy 2012. I can tell you: riding your bike helps.
9.81 km. Proof here.
Godspeed! Did I say godspeed? I meant to say bikespeed!