So, a few summers ago, I tried biking a few days a week to save money and build a workout into my day. Soon, I was biking every day.
Fall arrived, so I put on sweats, gardening gloves and my running jacket. Winter followed, so I pretended I was cross-country skiing, and added wool socks, fleece, Gortex ski gloves and a hat.
Now, I’m among the die-hard 1 per cent of Toronto cyclists who commute year-round, and I get grumpy when I miss a day. I feel like something’s been stolen from me.
I’d like to share five things I’ve learned about commuting by bicycle in Toronto:
