The BEST reason to bike in this city is...

After a long day at work, HP05 decided to take Carols for a quick 12 mile ride to Haines Point and back. Worried about the darkness, she is trying to move pretty fast. Rock Creek Park isn't somewhere anyone wants to be when it's dark, even if she does have Carlos. Anyway, HP05 is about 2 miles from home, already dreading the really big hill up to Connecticut Ave. Then she sees a man off of his bike, in a bright orange shirt, with his back tire in his hand. Having that mid-western nice, HP05 stop to see if he needs help, even though the darkness and the big hill are coming. With the loveliest British accent he says “Do you have any levers?” With his warm smile and brilliant blue eyes, she gets off Carlos and gives him the levers so he can change is flat tire. HP05 just can't resist a British accent.
10 minutes later of wonderful chatter, not entirely sure of what was said, he handed HP05 her levers back. She was SURE he wanted to ask her out, but did not because he was probably intimidated by how sexy she looked in her helmet and padded biker shorts. HP05 hopped back on Carlos and rode off. Then it hit her, she still has to make it up the hill. AND she must do this BEFORE HOTBritishorangeshirtman catches up and sees her moving slow up the hill or wores, walking Carlos.
So HP05 makes it up the hill, huffing and puffing, but does with a smile on her face. Now, every time HP05 will ride on Rock Creek, she will look for the man in the orange shirt, as that is a great reason to bike in this city.