Commuting Transformed my Life

Before I moved to San Marcos, California, I lived in Chapel Hill, North Carolina. For those of you that have never visited, Chapel Hill is a beautiful town with great access to outdoor recreation. I used to ride my bike everywhere, no matter the distance, and would never even think of driving as an option. As I biked along and watched commuters drive by I noticed they all had the same blank expressions, completely zoned out and disconnected from their surroundings. I thought to myself why on Earth would anyone choose to travel by car? I live in such a beautiful area, where the weather is almost always perfect, and everything is relatively close by. Why travel by car?

I started to understand the driving culture in the U.S after my move to California. At first I hated getting into the car to commute, it was literally a waste of my life. It provided no enjoyment, no satisfaction, it was just a method of getting from point A to point B.

A few months had gone by, and I started to bike less and less. Why hop on my bike? I am already in my car, might as well drive.

Nearly a year has gone by. I bike at most once a week, and drive 7 days a week. Sitting in the car not only made me bike less, but it made me want to bike less. I now subconsciously choose the lazier option of travel. I ironically drive to the gym to run on a treadmill instead of riding my bike outside. At least now I understand why people choose to travel by car. Breaking a routine you perform 7 days a week for hours on end is no easy task.

When you get into a car several times a day, its no surprise that when it comes to a short trip to the grocery store people think “I’ve been driving all day, might as well make one more trip”.

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