At the beginning of the term, I was unhappy with my teaching schedule: sixteen hours per week, thirteen of which are spread over two days, and the other three of which are spread over another two days. I didn’t anticipate one huge benefit of that until the term began: my light teaching days don’t leave me ready to collapse at the end of the day, and that makes them good days to bike to school.”I put 100 km on my bicycle last week, and when I get back home today, it’ll have travelled another 20 km. I used to hate exercising, because I have an unusual mix of preferences and abilities: I’m woefully uncoordinated (which rules out team sports and dancing), I have bad knees (running would be the death of them), I hate being indoors (nix aerobics and the gym track), and I like being able to keep track of my progress (making things like hiking less than ideal). A bicycle equipped with a speedometer/odometer is tailor-made for people like me.”One of these days I should write about the dozen more conversations I’ve had that began with, say – is that an electric bike? It’s made me the most popular kid on the Island.