“I ride my bike to work and back home every day. It is about four kilometres. But if you take a tram or a bus, you can stand waiting for 10 or 15 minutes for the next tram or bus. In that time, you can be home.”
Public transport is a delight. London just had a rail strike that struck fear into the heart of every person who does not ride a bike. Civilisation momentarily collapsed. Every business lost billions. Hours were lost trying to cope. Cyclists just rode their bikes and got over it – or did not know it happened until some gas guzzler advocate told them. Reports are that the massive percentage of trips per day are under eight kilometres.
People still use their cars to leave their driveway and park 100 metres away. Eight kilometres is nothing. A far better life. And then being fit makes people happier. Ever met a depressed cyclist? Cyclists cannot spell “Prozak”. We can spell Campagnolo, though.