It was liberating in ways I can't summarize into words, but the smile on my face as I sit here in my cycling clothes at my desk probably gives it away.
In the future, note to self, it's never "too late to ride". You just think it's too late to ride.
Life is good. More good when I ride my bike. I've GOT to remember that.
p.s. Dear "Kansas Guys" - Thank You. That definitely significantly helped one of my big Kanza problems, and cool to see someone actually reads this thing. Hope to meet you, whoever you are, in a couple weeks.
2 comments:
What a great feeling it is to have a morning such as you have just already had! It really sets you up for the day.
I had the same epiphany about being late to work last year. The only person who really notices (as long as you don't make it a habit) is you. And not biking just compounds the stress and irritation.
In fact, because we had one last freeze last night, this morning was almost 20 degrees lower than the previous several. And I didn't dress for it. So I had to stop at the convenience store to get a granola bar and warm up. Which meant I thought I would be 10-15 minutes late.
Yet I still made it to work earlier than all but one of my co-workers. Why worry?
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