Tomorrow is Bike to Work Day here at the Capitol (which, interestingly, does not coincide with National Bike to Work Week, which was last week) and, for as much as I talk nineteen to the dozen about bicycling, I will not be riding my bike to work tomorrow. My office is 15 miles or so from my home, a distance that is certainly ride-able, but only if I don’t mind arriving a bit sweaty, which I do mind, actually, because I have a luncheon to attend. Plus, then I would have to ride back and, seriously, I have a 30 page paper due in two days and biking across the causeway does not exactly put words on a page, you know what I mean?
I was feeling kinda bad about my non-participation—a self-professed bicycle commuter not participating in the annual event—but I guess it’s not all bad since 10 months out of the year I do nearly all my commuting via bicycle and, even now, I use my bike on a daily basis for running errands and whatnot. (See how I rationalize?)
Anyway, I commute to the city by bus, so I’m being environmentally friendly. Not to mention I smell a whole lot fresher.