You’ve heard of “sharrows,” right?
They’re a city’s alternative to dedicated bike lanes; they allow a cyclist to use the whole lane. Or, you know, share. Sharing. Marked with arrows. Sharrows.
I don’t know if “sharrow” is the amalgamation of “share” and “arrow” but it suddenly clicked in my head on journey through Emeryville today.
Today was an easy 23 miles – easy indicated by my average speed of…12 mph (whomp whomp whomp). A little slow. Everything’s been a little slow this week, but what are you going to do?
Tomorrow’s an open water brick. Looking forward to swimming with a former teammate!
Never knew they were called that. Learn something new every day 🙂
Ya! I had heard the term but I couldn’t figure out why they were called that. Saw the spelling and a few days later… it clicked.