A man with cancer in his spine bike commutes to radiation therapy.
Frankly I was amused at how thrilling it felt to climb aboard a Hubway bike share bike a few days later at Boston’s North Station. It was early October. There would’ve been a time I’d have considered the 40-pound-plus Hubway clunky and slow. But that was before a doctor’s visit in late summer, the discovery of an advanced tumor residing in and outside my lower spine, and the waiver release I signed for a radical treatment plan involving three types of radiation and multiday surgery. The bike share bike—extra forgiving with balloon tires and a wide, soft seat, step-thru framed for grannies and grade-schoolers, and no more aesthetically appealing than an evening tray of hospital food—was my beautiful savior.
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