my hardcore cycling has been put to the test these past couple of weeks. i don't know how much more rain and wind i can take.
seriously, i know cycling is the thing right now, but all of these easy-breezy people MUST live like 5 minutes from where they work. maybe even 3 minutes. i struggle with my hills and my rain and my sweaty and near the end of the ride, all i want to do is throw down the bicycle and have a temper tantrum. it's haarrrd.
i ride my bicycle to work to save cash (though one ends up spending lots of money on bike-related items, so i don't know how well we're doing on that one), for my health, for my toby, and because i don't like being squished into small places with sweaty strangers.
i keep trying to tell myself these things when i struggle home, but the cold and squishy soaked shoes and jeans don't help.
all that said, it didn't rain today and i'm home.
i didn't throw a temper tantrum, so i think i deserve an ice cream. yea me!