I've sussed it. No, I haven't put full suspension on my commuting machine. I've sussed, finally, why it's so difficult to get people to give up the car in favour of cycling. It's nothing to do with the weather; the hills are irrelevant; fitness is not really a concern. People are fearful of getting out of the box because they know that they'll enjoy it. Which sounds mental, I know, but bear with me here.
Riding to work (in the rain) the other day I was quietly whistling a tune to myself, relaxed and at ease. At no point did I think it was daft to be on the bike, I was happy. Except for one little thought at the back of my mind. This ride, this escape from the troubles around me, this relaxation technique, terminated in me walking into an office and sitting behind a desk, in front of a computer screen, for 7 hours (at least).
The temptation to ride past the front door was immense. Even in the rain. The relaxed state of mind I knew would slip away, and that time behind the desk would feel even more rotten than normal.
And this is my theory. If you drive to work, sitting behind that desk actually doesn't seem quite as bad. The stress of the commute, sitting in traffic and having to watch cyclist after cyclist go past you while you have to put up with some mindless DJ shouting in your ears to keep you awake, after all that sitting at a quiet desk, hooked up to the internet, sipping a coffee. Well. It feels comfortable. And that driver knows that if they cycled to work, and enjoyed it, then relativity would be flipped.
But then. Sat at the desk. I know that in 7 hours and counting I'm on the bike again. And I'd rather have something to look forward to rather than the jamming drudgery involved in taking to four wheels once more at the end of the day.
Now, I just need the great job during the day and I can reach Nirvana…