I Want to Ride My Bicycle, or: On Days Like Today, It Pays to Be Car-Free in Big D

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Andrea Grimes
The dog days of winter: the scene in Deep Ellum this morning
To the Dodge Ram driver who was futilely spinning his wheels on the Woodall Rodgers Freeway exit ramp this morning; the Lexus driver who locked her brakes and whirled her car across Maple Avenue; and the Ford 150 driver who couldn't find the traction he needed to turn on to Hood Street: I'm now sitting by the space heater in my office, drinking hot tea.

And to my mother, who was aghast when I told her she could follow my commuting adventures online today ("Do not let Wilonsky goad you into unsafe biking just for a story," she e-mailed at 1 a.m. "Biking in slippery snow is very dangerous."): I didn't crash once getting here.

So maybe it's not perfect bike riding weather. When I left my house for the gym this morning, conditions were still so treacherous that I ended up walking my bike most of the way. It was too dark to distinguish the manageable icy patches from the dodgy ones. The streets were unsanded, the sidewalks were unsalted; I was continuously slapped in the face by sleet and occasionally knocked down by rogue wind gusts.

"Be careful with that bicycle, baby," a concerned passerby told me.

But after the sun came up, my bike seemed like a reasonable way to travel. Call me crazy -- which is what the usually taciturn fellow at the Downtown YMCA check-in desk did -- but I think bikes might have the edge on cars in nasty winter weather.

My bike doesn't have a heater, of course: If I'm counting correctly, I put on 14 items of clothing this morning (in addition to insulation, extra layers provide good padding when you hit the pavement.) And if we faced snow and ice more frequently in Dallas, I'd have a bike equipped with fenders and studded tires, as I did when I lived in the Adirondacks.

Yet my bike served me well this morning. I could pick a mostly melted line through the ice that cars couldn't maneuver, and I didn't have to worry about getting my vehicle stuck somewhere. The streets were empty, which is just how a cyclist likes them. Still, I largely stuck to the sidewalk, since I figured I'd be pretty defenseless if a car spun out alongside me -- or if I crashed and sprawled out on the street (that happened a few weeks ago when I hit a splotch of black ice, which I why I now have a good bruise on my thigh and new ice-ready tires on my bike.)

I reached work about 15 minutes later than usual. The office was dark; only music editor Pete Freedman -- a fellow veteran of upstate New York winters -- had made it in. Might just be time for my colleagues to trade their cars for bikes.
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pedalsmart
pedalsmart

More power to you. Driving a car doesn't give you toned legs and a trim waist, and does nothing for your cardiovascular system. It only makes you feel more stressed out and irritable. My car-bound co-workers were always hassling me when I worked at a job to which I commuted by bike. "It's dangerous and you'll hurt yourself," they nagged, while snacking on donuts and cake. Now I'm 55, self-employed, can ride my bike as often as I want, and don't have diabetes, heart disease, etc, I go for a ride when I need a creative solution for something I'm working on, since when I'm cycling I seem to come up with ideas and inspiration. Driving doesn't seem to tap into creativity.

LaceyB
LaceyB

Rock on, bike gal! From a ped, who really doesn't mind this weather (Chicago as a teen).

Lemme just say, the gym and making it to work unharmed and virtually on time? A-type much? You a Cheerio like Wilonsky, as well?

getawaysticks
getawaysticks

@WalkableDFW, it is fun to be able to get to and from my job 99.9% of the time. Thanks!

MattL1
MattL1

Can't do donuts on a bicycle!

[Edit: I stand corrected. See Scott's comment below.]

Gabe
Gabe

It's just that no one has ever pedaled hard enough.

MattL1
MattL1

Go for it, man! Just be sure someone is filming.

cp
cp

Or you could just do what everyone else does and enjoy the ice day- we only get one of those per year.

getawaysticks
getawaysticks

Uh, congrats? The other 364 days of the year it pays to have a car.

Gabe
Gabe

Man you're lucky. I've always had to pay to have my car. It never paid me a cent.

getawaysticks
getawaysticks

I guess I should have been more specific. I used "pays" the same way that the original poster did. My car "pays" me in ways like I can drive 30 miles one way to my work.

G_David
G_David

If I had to drive 30 miles each way every day, I'd blow my brains out.

WalkableDFW
WalkableDFW

"I can drive 30 miles one way to my work."

Fun.

OED_Denizen
OED_Denizen

That dog doesn't look like a happy camper. Check out how the ears are back and the tail down. I think that he is saying, "I would rather NOT be walking on this stuff!"

Andrea Grimes
Andrea Grimes

His owner assured me he was having a blast--he was plenty confused by the ice but doing a lot of jumping and barking just before I snapped. His name's "Bruiser," btw.

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