I know what you’re thinking. Really Mike? You’re gonna rip on Jesse right now? He’s such an easy target. Put some effort into these posts. Well ha! You’re wrong! You thought I was gonna zig, but now I’m zagging. I didn’t always think this, but I’ve come around on the idea. I actually think this Zip-Bike thing has a chance of catching on. It’s a pretty straight-forward concept. When you need a bike, you just rent one at any Zip-Bike location, and then you can drop it off at another location across town. You can avoid the hassle of public transportation or the cost of a cab. And it’s good exercise. But what really sold me on this idea was last night when Jesse proved to me how fast you can actually move on a bike. He was just tearing Newton apart. First, he biked to Blue Ribbon from Old Cold Springs faster than we could drive, granted we made two stops on the way. But then he flat out beat us from Blue Ribbon back to Jamie’s house. It was impressive.
But then I realized why my thought process was so clouded before. I’m just a terrible biker. I know that sounds weird. I’m probably one of a handful of people on this planet that can get to any spot on a basketball court whenever he wants. But I can’t ride a fucking bike. I know how to and everything, but I can’t go very fast and I get tired in like 2 minutes. It kinda sucks. And while we’re on the subject, here’s my other confession. I’m also a terrible swimmer. It’s starting to piss me off how everyone wants to swim like 4 miles out from the dock whenever we go to Crystal Lake. Ever notice how I casually stay closer to the shore than everyone else and how I am always the first one to go back? It’s because I can’t swim bros! And I can’t float! Like how are you people treading water and throwing tennis balls for 20 minutes at a time? I really don’t get it. In any case, stop peer fucking pressuring me into swimming out so far. I don’t like going past where I can stand.
