That was a first. Bus pulled up and both slots on the bike rack were taken. I could have waited for the next bus and still made it to work on time. But screw that.
2.8 miles later (for a total of 5 miles this morning) I was at my stop...and I beat the bus. Not the bus I chose not to wait for, but the bus I was originally planning on getting on.
I was sweatier than I care to be at work in the morning, and not equipped for a shower. But a few splashes of cold water and some time in our frigid test lab has taken care of that.
That was more than half my total ride distance, and it was no problem at all. I'm thinking next week I'll take the plunge and forgo the bus entirely.
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-TJ
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