Biking to Uster:
I've been working in Uster - a town of 32,577 - since
October 2012 and until today, only knew 3 streets within its borders. I
teach English at a language school there.
Often in the units of our English books, information will be offered about the UK
or US and then the question "what's it like where you're
from?"will be asked. The books are British and are speaking to an imaginary classroom
of multi-national immigrants to Great Britain.
When I ask this question of my students, their answers all
make me say "really?" They're all from the area and speak about the
nearby castle, waterfront and historical factory as if they're known to the
whole world.
Today, when I passed the "DANKE!" sign of Dübendorf (including emoticon), I entered Uster
and thought, "Really? Uster is this pretty?" I'm on day one of bike to
work month and will am off to a gentle start. I rode my bike to the farthest train
station in the city (Stadelhofen) and got on a train for two stops, where I got off at
Dübendorf (tomorrow I'll get out at the first stop - Stettbach.)
What I'm doing this month is pretty unremarkable. I know people who regularly
bike from Bern to Zürich (over 100km) just to visit friends. If you
average the miles I'll ride this month it's a pittance in comparison to the
folks I know who commute by bike every day, no matter the weather.
For me, however, it's a big deal. I'm learning the
geography of my daily life. I'm exercising after a few months of the
blues and lack of motivation led me away from the gym and into some pretty
poor shape; and I'm exorcising an increasing nervousness that has reoccurred
recently when I'm city cycling. (An insecure cyclist is of course a dangerous
cyclist and I need to break this vicious cycle.)
Most of my route is rural and beautiful. I pass a
nature reserve, vineyards, a donkey farm (yucky!) and a beautiful lake
I'd only ever seen from the opposite coast before.
It begins with a 4.5 km ride through the city along a
river, through a tunnel and along a lake. I then ride a train to avoid an
insane hill.