I'm Gonna Be Honest Here
This is no confession...nor is it really anything new to this blog, I've said it before but I'll say it again. But with a different twist.
Riding a bike for me is mostly about selfish reasons: the biggest reason is that I really enjoy it. It's good for me physically, mentally, psychologically, and spiritually...it really does make me feel free. It also saves me a few dollars in petrol costs. And when I carry or haul stuff on my bike(s) it gives me a sense of accomplishment. I own a car (small truck, actually), and I've mentioned this in many posts. But I really enjoy riding bikes. Some readers have suggested (told me) to sell my truck. I shan't discuss it in an open forum such as this but I am unable to do this at present...but I may eventually.
I have to admit that riding to save the planet has never been a main mission of mine. Of course this is one of the reasons but not the biggest reason. I've always done it for more personal (some may say selfish) reasons mentioned above...until recently.
It's not as if I've had a bona-fide epiphany over this (maybe a minor epiphany), but this latest oil spill has really thrown me. We see and hear it every day in the news, and it's been going on so long it's gotten pushed back to the lesser news; it's no longer a "front page story"...but as I type these words oil is still spewing gallons and gallons of oil into the ocean. Even after (if) it's stopped, the future complications and devastation is going to be terrible.
It's incomprehensible to me.
What's really alarming is this recent article in The Atlantic. They state that the total amount of oil that has been spilled into the ocean (the article was published on June 7) is a mere tenth of what the U.S. consumes everyday.
It's interesting how this has affected me at a personal level. In the past couple weeks when I've reached for my helmet instead of my car keys (or chose to walk) I did it for all the aforementioned selfish reasons, but I also consciously did it not to consume gas, not for monetary reasons but ecological ones...to save the planet, however small my contribution may be.
I've thought of it this way. If this were something that happened in the past, (and by "this" I mean our lifestyle of being addicted to oil) I would want to ask my ancestors what they did to help, save, or preserve (but mostly respect) the planet they left for us. God only knows what we're leaving for future generations. Some day I hope to be a grandfather, and I also hope to be able to look my grandchild in the eyes and say that I did my part.
I am in no way attempting to get preachy here (though I am, I suppose); I speak solely for myself. This blog from the start has been an open diary of sorts. It began in the dead of winter on the notion of simplifying my life on many levels, one of them being riding my bike for any trip under two miles (click here for my original post). It was originally for personal reasons, but now it's global.
It has to be; we have no choice.