66 mi RT on crappy roads. In theory, I could. But I'd spend more time riding than working. Prolly wouldn't work.
V, we've actually seriously been considering getting rid of the 'Ru when we have to replace our other utility vehicle. I told DH that I'd be willing even to make some major changes in my winter activities (**gasp!!**) as long as I get a powder day every once in a while. He's not there yet, but I remain hopeful. But I digress...
What kind of irks me is that many of my coworkers see me as a whiney crybaby that already gets "special" treatment (because I was smart enough to negotiate an alternate schedule and they weren't, and I still get as much done--or more--than they do). So what if I have to drive? But then these are folks who wouldn't dream of using a bike for transportation. The company probably would pay the difference in insurance if I were to get tough about it, but that's not what I want.
I've had the Big conversation with my boss a zillion times in my head. I'm just extra crispy fried this week because I cannot ride a single day and it doesn't matter to anyone but me. If I don't have a car, it falls on me, not the company. If I don't show up to the client meeting tomorrow, I get slapped double for putting the project at risk (how can I manage it if I don't attend every freakin' meeting?) and the company at risk of losing favor with the client. I feel trapped because I want to do a good job, but resent having to do something that chaps my hide.
(Note: I did go for a ride and thought I was climbing the canyon at a blistering pace but it turns out it was one of my slower climbs.I think I'll go have that shot now.)
Thanks for entertaining my whining. I appreciate it.