I rode my bike to work and back Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday (with some bus assistance).
I wimped out on Thursday, and called a co-worker for a ride. That co-worker was not able to give me a ride home, and I didn’t have my bike with me. I borrowed a car overnight to get home. I drove the car back to work on Friday, with my bike on the back.
Friday afternoon was beautiful. The temperatures were in the 70s and the skies were sunny and clear. I had forgotten to bring my helmet, and I rode home in jeans and a t-shirt.
The Second Street Bridge was closed, but I had a positive experience with the shuttle service to get me across the river, as did Tom.
Normally Fridays are bad for rude drivers. Not this one. It wasn’t until after I got home that I realized it might be because I was wearing my Ride to Conquer Cancer t-shirt.
I found myself smiling most of the way home. It was the best commuting ride I’ve had in many months. Earlier in the week I was dreading the ride. I considered going into debt to buy a car, just so I could get one now. I held out, and feel better about it all, and will be riding again next week.
Today, I’m mostly sticking around the house to do yard work. I may make a grocery run on the bike. Tomorrow I have an RCCS ride, but I’ve arranged a ride to get there.
New to your site. Out of curiosity why were you dreading the Friday commute?
I’m still not to the point where I can physically or psychologically make the full commute everyday. I’m totally drained by the end of the week. I have longer term plans to move closer to work, but that’s going to take a while.
btw… I didn’t see you at the RCCS ride today.
Nope, I got too water-logged running the morning errands to want to continue all afternoon. Was there a good showing?