Exhausted, I could not bring myself to bike to school today. I have biked almost every day this semester, 6x a week, averaging 10-20 miles a day, commuting with my heavy backpack. Today was the last day of the spring semester.
I took the bus and someone said to me, “Nice ray-bans. I like the two tone color.” I said, “thanks.” He then followed it with “you are hella fine.” I was wearing sunglasses, not so much to shield myself from the light but to avoid eye contact and conversation.
On the way home, on the N-Judah, it was packed with commuters, none of whom were talented in the art of surfing. People bumped into each other as the train swayed and stepped on toes as it became more crowded. I realized even if I am tired, a day on my bike, even though I feel like I risk my life each day in traffic, is better than public transit.