Attention, cyclists: There is no longer an acceptable excuse for not riding today.
New Zealander Julie Anne Genter, pregnant with her second child, was having contractions and preparing to ride to the hospital in the front of a cargo bike pedaled by her partner, Peter Nunns.
But when they realized they would be carrying too much weight with two (OK, so, three) people and a hospital bag, Genter decided she’d do her own pedaling, thank you very much. The Green Party MP just “got out and rode,” according to the Kiwi outlet Stuff.
“Contractions were not super intense at that point, I probably had [three] on the ride in, and another in the car park,” she said. “So glad we didn’t walk!”
The kicker? Genter cycled to the hospital for her first birth, too, saying afterward that it put her in the “best possible mood.”
Cycling will do that. And you don’t even have to be pregnant. Go thou forth and do likewise.
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Then there was Miji (Mary Jane) Reoch (R.I.P.) who rode 19km to the delivery room back in the day…
you’d probably get arrested for doing that here.
Being male, I cannot fathom how to rate this feat. Ms. Gentner obviously knew that she could do it. There should be some kind of sprint trophy for her accomplishment.
Ultra Impressed! Retweeted to several female riders.
Only in the land of the kiwi. Right, Hurben?
Pretty much Po’B.
Julie Anne is a lovely person & a politician that I respect.
I’m really glad that things went well but my concern is that if things had gone to shit, things could have gotten ugly. Our emergency response teams are already stretched.
It’s fine to make a statement, but not when there’s a (potential), human life involved.
Just my 2 cents.
I agree.
Speaking of things going to shit on the mean streets, we have this. Which occurred just a couple-three stoplights down the road from El Rancho Pendejo, at an intersection I use frequently. A helmet won’t save you from a 19-year-old blowing a red light at 96 mph in a Chevy SUV full of booze, drugs, and guns.
Yikes! Wonder what the boy does for a living?
I expect the young fella is an independent contractor of some sort. Jackoff, all trades.
Wow, what a sad story. It makes me think of the movie “A Clockwork Orange”. Perhaps the careless driver could be psychologically altered to be extremely nauseated every time he got behind the wheel in a car and every time he tried to take a drink of alcohol. Oh that’s right, that would be torture. Not anything like what the wife of Kevin Barton will face the rest of her life.
Now that I think about it, with hope, driving and drinking will be out of the careless driver’s life for a long, long time.
I dunno … some judge let this knob out of the hoosegow while he awaits trial on charges of doing 140 mph down the same boulevard.
The gendarmes said he was hammered, armed, and talking shit.
This does not inspire confidence in the judiciary.