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Just another day in my semi-perfect life…

March 2019
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I leave work a little after 3 pm and it’s a two-hour commute home from my current job. This is not a complaint, I’m on what is probably the best job I’ve ever had the pleasure of building – I’m in the middle of my most enjoyable work experience in my career, and that’s no exaggeration.  The job is seriously getting in the way of my cycling habit, though.  It’s not rare for me to rather the trainer than riding outside, simply because the set-up is quicker.

I pulled into the driveway at 4:55 last evening, got the bike ready, and rolled it out the door just before 5:30.  My normal weekday riding bud, Chuck, has been inundated with work lately so he couldn’t make it – I had to roll solo.  There wasn’t a cloud in the sky, but it was just barely out of the 30’s (5 C)… and the north wind was cold… and I was headed directly into it.  One north, then a break for two heading west, followed by another north and one west and another north, by the time I hit my first tailwind, I was good and ready.  I was a little chilly and had thought about turning the train around more than once – too much work related noise distracting the melon committee – until I hit that tailwind.  All of a sudden everything cleared out and was okay as I was cruised along at 20+ (32-36 km/h).  I’d opted for the Venge because it was perfectly sunny out and I marveled at how perfectly quiet and responsive the bike is.  It’s truly a wonder of engineering, that bike.

As I hit a little decline with the tailwind I pressed on the pedals a little harder and the bike responded.  24, 25, 26-mph… then a sharp left and I was back on the gas.  I passed a few people standing on the side of the road at 23, not even the whirring of the chain.  Just a whoosh as I went by.

A mile north, in through a subdivision, then out onto the main road and a bike lane.  On the way down a small hill a girl leaned out the window of an older maroon Pontiac Grand Prix and catcalled me.  I think, considering today’s politics, I should have been offended but I’m old enough to still think of that as a compliment.  A couple of more miles east and it was pay-off time for the ride.  The home stretch with a tailwind for three of four miles.

Heading up a shallow incline with the wind at my back I didn’t bother pushing the pace.  Monday is always a fun day in preparation for Tuesday’s hammer.  I just let the wind do its thing and push me home.  I rolled into the driveway just under 58 minutes for the 17-1/2 mile route.  A little faster than I should have wanted but I was just happy to have gotten out, and stuck with it until the ride got fun.  By 6:40 I was showered.  I’d eaten by 7:00 and I was out like a light before 8 pm.  The sun had just gone down as I drifted off.

What a life.  It’s as good as it gets.

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1 Comment

  1. unironedman says:

    I’d be offended if you were offended!

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