This morning I biked to rehearsal (our gospel choir is traveling to DC to perform on Oct 7 and 8 yay), sang and danced (yeah, we dance while we practice) for a few hours, rode to RFD for some takeout -- amazing seitan and seaweed smothered in a peanut sauce, then rode to the cliffs overlooking the beach to eat.

Then I rode back to rehearsal to talk to my choir director, became her personal bike messenger after singing the praises of RFD's seitan and seaweed, got her good and fed. I rode to the LBS, got minor fixes and supplies (there needs to be more stores where you can bring in your bike... my wallet would be much emptier). Then I biked down the beach path, to the pier, dropped a lot of the cruisers and felt "fast", biked around main street for some super speedy window shopping, and finally, reluctantly, went home. Where mounds of laundry awaited.

It's like I was finding excuses to ride back and forth across town all day today so great.