OK, for some of you this may sound silly. But I had to drop the car off at the dealer for an airbag recall. DH politely informed me a new dealer had opened close by and I could just throw the bike on the rack and ride back home. I did! The guys at the dealer didn't understand why I didn't want to borrow a car. I was quizzed on how far away I lived and my bike before I rolled out of the parking lot. It was mostly downhill on the way home and a freak rain shower threatened the ride back. I ended up having to return again this week because they had to order a part. It was only supposed to take a few hours, so again I said I was heading to the coffee shop and I would be back. They stood quizzically at the door as I rolled away a second time. "We have a waiting room. Do you need to borrow a car?"

What a sense of accomplishment. And the leisurely pace compared to my normal workouts left me with bugs in my teeth. (Yes, I forgot to wipe off the bugs and fix my helmet hair when I went back, but I long ago quit caring about such trivial things.)

Get out there and do errands on your bike! I feel a sudden urge to go to the post office.