I've just come across this interesting post:
http://marshallbrain.blogspot.com/2005/09/buying-electric-scooter.html
comparing the running costs of a car and an electric moped.
What the author says is extremely interesting and completely correct. The costs of running an electric powered bike or scooter, compared with a car, are really eye-popping. We reckon that our customers will save enough money to make their bike essentially free after only a few months.
What the writer of this blog doesn't mention is the incredible environmental benefits. An electric motor is about 70% efficient. Compare this to a petrol motor, which is about 30-40% efficient, and you only need to imagine how much money is wasted by gas guzzlers.
Plus, if you choose an all-green electricity supplier (such as Good Energy) you can have virtually zero effect on the environment! That includes cutting noise pollution as well as noxious gases. (As an asthma sufferer, I can tell you that the stuff that cars churn out is really no good.)
Showing posts with label beginners guide. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beginners guide. Show all posts
Sunday, 18 March 2007
I am an embarrassing cyclist...
OK, so until recently I hadn't ridden a bike since I was about 11. Working for an electric bike company has inspired me to start cycling to and from work. I am attempting to get fit but ease myself in gently.
However, I do get palpitations before I get on my bike cos I get so freaked out by the whole thing. I'm funny like that. I'm calm as you like when I get on a plane, but a simple bicycle... sends terror into my heart.
What a wuss.
It's probably fear of looking stupid, which is entirely with foundation, as the bicycle helmet my beloved bought for me the other day is actually made for a child and elongates my face enough to make me look like a have a phallic chimney instead of a head.
Hmmm, anyway, more embarrassment follows. I'm still finding it pretty hard to negotiate tight corners, and was wobbling and falling off a bit when this woman in her car parks up right next to me and says "Are you learning?"
Oh man so embarrassing. I wanted to fold up and stow myself away in my own pockets. I flap my mouth open and closed like a goldfish."Erm," I say.
She suddenly gets all excited. "I'm learning too! I've never met another adult who's learning to ride a bike!" I can't decide whether to be relieved or more embarrassed. Still, she was nice and friendly and very sweet, just not aware of her impact on a wobbly cyclist with dented self-esteem. And a face like a phallic chimney.
Gargh.
However, I do get palpitations before I get on my bike cos I get so freaked out by the whole thing. I'm funny like that. I'm calm as you like when I get on a plane, but a simple bicycle... sends terror into my heart.
What a wuss.
It's probably fear of looking stupid, which is entirely with foundation, as the bicycle helmet my beloved bought for me the other day is actually made for a child and elongates my face enough to make me look like a have a phallic chimney instead of a head.
Hmmm, anyway, more embarrassment follows. I'm still finding it pretty hard to negotiate tight corners, and was wobbling and falling off a bit when this woman in her car parks up right next to me and says "Are you learning?"
Oh man so embarrassing. I wanted to fold up and stow myself away in my own pockets. I flap my mouth open and closed like a goldfish."Erm," I say.She suddenly gets all excited. "I'm learning too! I've never met another adult who's learning to ride a bike!" I can't decide whether to be relieved or more embarrassed. Still, she was nice and friendly and very sweet, just not aware of her impact on a wobbly cyclist with dented self-esteem. And a face like a phallic chimney.
Gargh.
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