So much for bike commuting

After four years in Rhode Island exile, I’m back in Boston in June to work at the BMC. However, aspirations of bike commutership have been squashed – not so much by the car-centric nature of the city, but rather because I decided to move one block away from work. I’m going to walk!
The good thing about living in Rhode Island is that space comes at a discount. And I’ve put that space to work. In four years, I’ve accumulated a competitive road racer, competitive mountain bike, a vintage cruiser, a too-large-for-me straight-bar commuter, and an ugly-but-fast beater. In my new South End digs, I face a decision: which shall I keep?
Selling bikes is arguably sadder than selling puppies; you can’t mod your puppy.

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