I'm not a commuter. Or rather, I prefer not to spend much time simply commuting. I'm constantly looking for new ways to cut minutes, even seconds from the commute, as I can't stand spending more time than necessary alone in a car sucking in fumes and burning dinosaur bones.
I blame this entirely on the lucky fact that I needed to ride a school bus just one of 12 years of my schooling. I was the guy that rode a bike when I couldn't walk, and sometimes I'd even run places during college to minimize the time I spent in locomotion. I just can't stand wasting time, unless time wasting is my intent. Sure, there are distractions in a car based commute like a radio, a conversation with a friend, etc, but I'd just rather do those things while not driving.
Earlier this week, I left my house recalling just how great it was to ride my bike to work. I did this as part of national bike to work day recently, and it really was surprisingly fast and easy...and not as sweaty as imagined. Anyway, as I went through the routine of the car commute this week- news radio on, checking messages, etc - I noticed a cyclist in my rear view mirror. As I slowed to the first stop sign, he passed by me, and I noted his commuting gear. The guy was decked out in the breathable yet weather proof gear that said I'm a serious pedal commuter. I reviewed his ride - a fast yet resilient cross bike- and wondered where this guy was headed.
I went about my 16 mile drive to the office, winding through the first 2 traffic lights. I was shocked to see Charlie Commuter closing in as I sat at the red light. I kinda felt like a soccer player, waiting out a red card, as he again caught up and passed me. He made the very turn I was planning to make ahead, so I continued on, pushing my own pedal on the right harder to catch him. I had 240 horsepower, and he had just .2, so this was not even going to be close.
I made it a mission to get past this guy, yet I hit a few construction issues that I tried to divert, but only found wrong turns, etc as a result. I even pulled a few "rolling stops" and was definitely in violation of speed limits a few times. I tried changing lanes, I tried staying in the same lane, if it seemed it might help, I tried it.
4 miles later, as I finally hit the freeway, guess who was spotted pedaling across the park just in front of me. Commuter Ken may have used some advantages, but he stayed on course and didn't let distractions weigh on his decisions. I was happy to concede the victory, with the loss forcing my thoughts again to following his lead and trading in 4 wheels for 2 tomorrow. I also thought of how much more stress I had needlessly added to my already un-awesome commute.
More importantly, it reminded me of a great life principle embodied loosely by this experience - Forcing an unnatural fate gets one an unhappy fate. Allowing life to flow allows you to get "there" first, and without the drama.
A famous quotation that goes way way back in time is something I think of often
-"Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don't resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like."- Lao Tzu
However, this is not to be confused with just sitting back on the saddle and pedalling aimlessly - "Fate is for those too weak to determine their own destiny" - Kamran Hamid
And one last one to close this special philosophical edition of the blog...
"Life is like a bicycle, to keep your balance you must keep on moving." - Albert Einstein