Effing pleased

happylantern is so fucking pleased that:

I've just picked up riding a bike about two, three weeks ago.

It's a fucking bike.

The last time I rode one of these I didn't have any pubes.

But- it's funny how rolling around town on my two wheels feels endlessly more liberating than on my four.

Today was the first day I commuted to my university without burning any gasoline.

What am I doing?

And in answer to lattershed's question "…why do you ride bikes?", commuter annie_linux says:

Sometimes when I'm exhausted or sick, I take the bus into work. On the way I always see people riding their bikes and think, "what am I doing on this cramped little bus? I wanna be out there riding!"