Last Thursday I drove to work because I was going fishing for the afternoon. The fishing was great, and the weather was decent despite a 30% likelihood of rain. Driving means I can sleep in an extra 15 minutes. I was 30 minutes late for work that day. Hmmmm. That worked well.
Friday I woke up and laid in bed listening to the rain falling and the cars spraying as they drove by. I could not muster myself out of my warm cacoon. Not with the thought of catching spray in the face and pulling spotty-wet clothes out of my satchel to get dressed for work. Even the bus ride did not appeal to me, so I drove again. At least I made it on time that day.
As darkness seeps into my commute, I have to be careful about letting myself drive. Last year it was October. I didn't ride my bike once in October. There were extra-carricular reasons, but blahhhh! I hated it!
I really need to get my commuter bike up and running again. That's my bomb-proof old, Miyata, steel-framed steed with one speed, fenders, and a plastic-covered seat. Mustache handlebars round out the package with bar-end brakes. I put about $150 into building that bike up a few years back, and it eats through tires like I do peanut butter sandwiches. Seriously. The wheels are a mismatch to the frame, so the brakes rub through the sidewalls of the tires. The fix? New long-reach brakes and new tires. I'm thinking about some CX tires to give a little traction in the winter this year. The damage will be less than $100, and that should get me through another couple of years.
I've gotta do what I can to get through this sap-sucking fall and break me in for the winter riding season.
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