Ach! I am so sorry to hear this! What a screwed up world!
I live in upstate New York, a small village in the woods. But I work across the internet with a small team in Seattle. We just moved offices there, from the Fremont district to the Pioneer Square district. Pioneer Square is near the central hub of the bus system, so getting to the office has become a single bus trip for several folks on the team, and hence practical, whereas Fremont took two buses plus the wait between, which was just too long for a regular commute.
My boss lives out a way - 9 miles from a bus stop. So just a couple weeks ago he started riding his bike to the bus stop, parking it there, and taking the bus in to the office. That new routine lasted less than a week - his bike got stolen!
He tells me he has now got access to a bike locker by that bus stop, so he should be able to ride again with less worries. I think the bike he lost was pretty nice. Not sure what his replacement plan is! But I was happy to hear that he wasn't throwing in the towel but was brave enough to be trying again.
Not sure how hilly his 9 miles is. For a regular commute, if a beater bike would do the job, I'd probably go that route. But with a bike locker he can get away with a nice bike.
On one of my rides recently, I was parked at a restaurant. Fellow came up to me in the line and asked if it was my bike. He said he'd had a nice Brooks saddle just like mine, a Flyer Special, stolen off his bike down in the city. I still don't have that thing secured beyond the regular hex bolts. But I figure I don' leave it anywhere for a long time or frequently in the same place. Such a tricky game, how to balance security against... not exactly convenience, more like avoiding a sort of paranoid approach to the world.
I still think about the various bikes that have been stolen from me over the years... my Raleigh Super Course (1974), the Panasonic city bike with the freewheel in the bottom bracket (1981)... even some real junker coaster brake bikes.