No more solo night ride home, with only the moon accompanying me.
No more being treated like a macho man for riding in cold weather. (So, I can't feel my fingers, but the cool air invigorates me.)
Sweat, sweat and more sweat in summer. And bottles and bottles of Gatorade.
Taking the freight elevator to avoid stinking up the passenger elevator. In winter, I don't even need a shower.
Joggers, skateboarders blocking my way.
Fair-weather bike riders returning, making it harder to get to work.
Call off bike to work day!