Compared, my commute is pretty wimpy. A 2.4 mile round trip through quiet neighborhoods. (Yawn)

The only excitement is the fact that the route is not flat and I cross O St. with no traffic lights.

That slick snow Wendnesday added excitement, though, I fell twice (leftover icy ridges under an inch of power will do that, you know) and lost a water bottle I had some emotional attachment to. Sigh.