I sometimes envy bike commuters whose destinations are in town.While there's something cool about a multi-modal commute (it makes me feel a bit like the people I saw bringing their bikes onboard the BART trains in San Francisco) it has one huge drawback in my case. If I worked in Lincoln and some minor glitch in the morning ritual put me 15 minutes behind schedule, then I would just be 15 minutes late for work.
As things are now, I would miss the bus.
Take today for example: I linger a bit too long over my iced cappucino and home-made granola (getting into the fast-paced plot twists in Mary Worth) so I'm 10 minutes behind schedule. No problem, I'll make up for it by getting a better workout.
So I'm pedaling up 84th street, fully loaded with cargo, and pushing it hard. It feels awesome. I'm making good time, working on my cadence. I'm almost there.
But something doesn't feel right. What is it? Hmmm....crap...I'm not wearing my bike lock. Now I'm totally screwed.
Someone had borrowed my "comfort bike" last night, but didn't drape the lock over the handlebars like I normally do. That's ok, it's good to see the youngster getting on two wheels, and it's my own fault for not practicing mindfulness -- even if it is 6:30 in the morning.
Still, that left me with the problem of getting on top of a derailed day. How best to do that?
The answer: come back home, unload the cargo, change out of my work clothes, put in some extra miles (25 around-town trail miles), stop in for a freddo, head back home, do my upper-body workout, and telemute for the rest of the day.
Oh, purdy good. (apologies to cvo)
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doh... he he kinda a day of then, yea!!!!
Yeah I now leave my lock on the bike rackie thingy in front of the capitol now. Good thing though cuz it is a heavy beast and I cant do the shoulderbag type thing cuz it too small.
I used to be able to bring it into the capitol and sit it next to my desk, but the man caught me after 6 months of doing that. Something about the integrity of marble floors would be mucked by my rubber tires yadda yadda (eye rolling emoticon)
A group of us riders have formed a gang and are demanding that we be allowed to bring our bikes inside. My boss even is working on bringing it up before the executive board this upcomming session (not much hope it will get any attention with all the other "more important" stuff though. Look my bike costs more than truck and you should promote healthy commuting, it is beneficial in many ways including health insurance. you ever heard about the companies that actually reimburse people for bike/carpool commuting? That would rock.
I have a good eats where Alton makes his own granols/power bars. Gonna have to try that out sometime here soon. Much better for ya than all the chemicals and salt. He did one that was kinda rice crispy bar like, mmmmmm.
BTW: Love the title of this post and that beer looks really nummy ;)
Integrity of the marble floors!? Someone needs to take geology 101 where they teach the concept of 'hardness' and the associated 'scratch test'. Wow. Sorry, man.
I wish it were a beer. Not sure where I'd find one at 8:30am. That's a "cafe freddo" at Cafe Italia. Basically it's a couple of shots of espresso, some sugar, shaken with ice in one of those martini shakers. Yum.
when i was a student at unl i had a lock stashed on campus (under the library "link") for a full, errrr, 7 years. that didn't sound right but its the truth. 7. years. it was always there and i didn't have to lug it around.
eventually (sometime after i moved away) they moved that rack over by the drugstore (down from O'rourkes) at 14th/O.
the rack, and my u-lock (key is long gone) were still there last time i checked (beer ride last fall). pretty funny.
now i leave my lock in the bike parking room at my office. yes, a secure room designed and built specifically for bike parking. its just down the hall from the showers ... i have to admit i'm pretty lucky.
Ah, I love those days when I have to TT to work. Wakes my ass up in the mornin'.
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