Yesterday I got over my bike fear for a bit. 

We were on our way home from the grocery store, when I saw NOT ONLY a street fair at Cottman & Frankford, BUT ALSO...

The Undergrnd Donuts Truck. 

I demanded that we stop so I could sacrifice myself to their tasty flavors. After two trips around the block, we finally found a parking spot. Unfortunately, the truck wasn't open for business for another 25 minutes, because they were waiting for the oil to heat up. But, my friend Renee (from when I worked at AC Spore) had a tent set up for her jewelry business.  The Grey Lodge had a tent for beer sales, and an old friend of Vince's was playing music there with his 11-year-old son on bass. Since it was a night market type of thing that would be open until 9,  we decided to take the groceries home and come back. 

I said, "I'll bike back." 

Vince cracked up laughing. "You're going to bike back, for doughnuts." 

I said, "Why do you say that like it's not a good idea?" 

So, we went home, unpacked the groceries and put them away, turned around and came back. The bike ride was Really Good. Mostly uphill, on side streets, just long enough to get the endorphins up, not long enough to be tiring. We did cheat and bike on the sidewalk for the last couple of blocks on Frankford Ave, but there's no bike lane there and it felt dangerous to bike on the road.  

I did get my jeans caught in the bike gears so I had to stop and roll it up, feeling like a dork. Or I earned the one leg up cred. I had "I'm Super, Thanks For Asking" stuck in my head for the whole ride up. 

We ended up hanging out for a couple of hours, chatting with Renee and her friends. And, of course, I had a Homer with maple glaze instead of chocolate. Normally we both hate living up here, but every now and then something good happens. 

The bike ride home made me realize just how invisible I really am. I have got to get some bike lights. The bicycle itself is very reflective, but I'm not, and my helmet is matte eggplant-purple, so it doesn't help. I sang "Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy" the whole way home, so if someone started to walk into the street, they'd hear me coming. My brakes are really, really new and tight right now, so that was also a little bit of a problem, but otherwise I was okay and it made me really happy. 

I have RydeSafe buttons, but, of course, I forgot to actually wear them. I think it'd have to wear 30 at a time to make a difference.