Sometimes, not often, I have to come in to the office really early, like at 5am. This week it was Thursday and I had to be in at 5:30. Actually it would have been better if I'd been here at 5:15 but the calendar entry said 5:30 and that is when I arrived. Oops.
Gettings up at 4:00 is not a great pleasure to me. My days of unhappy infants are done with and also I am well over the hill and extra appreciate a decent night sleep. I miss my family something awful when I do not see them in the morning, I don't mind at first but when I see that they would be getting up and I am not there to greet them I feel a bit low. But we're talking a few times a year here, people, and I can handle the missed morning a few times a year, plus there is one thing which is totally wonderful about bicycling in to the office at 4:30 in the morning and the name of that thing is...
....pretty much zero traffic.
I love bicycling at night. I love the way the air flows around you. I'm reminded of those car commercials that show a car in a wind tunnel with the air flowing smoothly around it except instead of being an ugly old car I am a bicyclist, small and quiet and fast. Something about bicycling at night reinforces the truth of air being composed of atoms of nitrogen and oxygen. It is not emptiness, it is not a vacumn, it is a sea that parts around us as we fly along.
Traffic lights trigger immediately or are in a default state of flashing yellow or flashing red. The occasional cars are calm and sober and easy to side-step. The drunk cars are long gone home by 4:30am and the few remaining cars do not need to jostle for space and be aggressive horrorshows.
The lighting is not good in the bicycle lane on Sand Hill so I skip it and bicycle in one of the two empty car lanes. Here the lighting is much better and the pavement is nice and smooth and finished and there is almost no broken glass. Bicycling in such a huge clean lane makes me feel posh and expensive.