I’ve been a full-time bike commuter since 2014 when I sold the only car I’ve ever owned, a beat-up 1995 Jeep Grand Cherokee, and fully embraced life on two wheels. “Cyclist” was not my identity. Bikes were just how I got from point A to point B.
But the streets of Durham radicalized me.
Bike commuting is like a game of Mario Kart where everyone has blue shells and gold stars except you…