It's taken me a month and a half to get to today! I bought my bike the second week of May with the intention of just riding paths...then I discovered that I can go pretty far if I set my mind to it, and riding on the road isn't *quite* like playing Frogger. Somehow I had this mental picture of getting squished the instant I ventured out my drive...

I had no intention of biking to work when I bought the bike, but after a few rides it started to foment in my feeble little brain...I've spent weeks getting up the nerve and making excuses - I need more rugged tires and they haven't gotten to the LBS yet, I'm not sure I can handle *that hill* before breakfast, traffic will be a zillion times scarier on a weekday, I don't want anyone at work to see me in bike clothes, etc., etc.

The catalyst that pushed me over was talking to my Dad yesterday. He's not at all a bike person - he taught me to ride, but I've never seen him on a bike in my life. But even he was laughing at my excuses for not bike commuting, the biggest of which was a fear of left hand turns. So I decided I was gonna do it. And I did! I'm still scared of the ride home since I came in early and probably missed the worst of the traffic...but even so, it wasn't nearly as scary as I thought it would be. Took me less than an hour to do 12.5 miles (including a lonnnnng crosswalk light - I should just lump it and get into the left lane there), and then I took a quick shower, put on my work clothes (brought in on Sunday while running errands), and I'm all set...

I have a feeling I'm gonna be tuckered tonight, though. May or may not make it two days in a row. And backpacks are not cool for on the bike, I've decided. Ugh.