I’m jealous of all the people still riding their bikes to work. My cold-weather clothes that got me to work on bike through the coldest of Chicago winters–heavy duty gloves, face mask, ear warmers, long johns–are sitting lonely in a box this winter.
This is the first winter at my new job where, most days, I work on Chicago’s near north side. My commute has me going conveniently straight east from my home in Oak Park. Though this winter this commute will be exclusively done by automobile.
Why? Because I’m scared for my safety. Continue reading