I mentioned a couple of weeks back that I was considering commuting via bike and bus—this week is my first full week of that reality. Last week, before the vacation to Oregon, I bought a Canondale Bad Boy, so as to let my protect my mountain bike from the indignity of slick tires and me from the indignity of a rooster tail up my back.
I’m happy to report that the Bad Boy is a good little commuter ride.
This week is my first full week of commuting and I’m pretty darn excited about it. My route is low key—only 6 miles per day all on low-traffic roads. The bus has an under-the-bus bike storage system (awesome!) that nobody but me uses and wi-fi which is pretty sweet. It’s all very posh—for public transit.
But it’s not all roses. There were a couple days right after I decided to start biking that I didn’t need to even wear a jacket. But that, I’m afraid to say, is no longer the case. This week we were hit with some moisture and today I came in looking like I was wearing a pair of khaki chaps—everything on the front of my legs was soaked, the back completely dry.
Khaki chaps
It’s pretty awesome walking around work completely soaked for a few hours.
Remind this bad boy to get some rain pants.
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