Ok, so today was the Big Day! Today was my first day to ride the bike to the bus stop and it was a complete success! It felt like the first day of school! No other bikes on the bus today (like usual) but I took the 9 o'clock today so I was risking being very late if the bus was burdened with other bikes.
The rack was extremely easy to manipulate and was really quite ingenious in its design. My biggest concern is that the bus gets rear-ended and I end up going under it, so I make it fast and leave the helmet on! I get to the work stop and I'm at work in five minutes flat from 30 minutes to five minutes! I feel like I'm doing 20 miles an hour! Wind blowing through the holes on my helmet as I raced along the tree-lined drive which is mostly down hill.
My place of employment today announced a shuttle bus service to and from the park and ride which I won't probably use because of how short the trip is and the fact that I'm still very much enjoying the morning exercise routine. I'm a bit shocked that they'd operate such a short-trip service. It'll be great for days when I'm sick or if I ever break something or if I possibly forget my gear. It might be a nice evac unit too if I ever need to catch an early bus back for any emergencies back at the hacienda.
On the return trip to catch my bus home, a baby lizard was hanging out on the cross-bar on my bike. He was quite persistent as I tried to chase him off and he must have crawled over every inch of that bike until he finally ended up upside down hanging from the downward arc of my bike tire and with a gentle push, gravity gently plucked his tiny body from the knobby tires and he scrambled away to safety. I wondered what the effect of him delaying me had on the ride ahead of me. I got to ride through the sprinklers on part of the trip, which was quite refreshing. (Thanks lizard!)
Today a co-worker of mine said she was "getting sick." I told her that she should never speak it into existence, because the power of suggestion is more powerful than anyone realized. I told her to smile and when someone asked her how she was doing, to respond more positively and to not feed her body any ammo with which to assail her immune system. I told her that I smile when I'm sad, because it tricks the body into thinking everything's ok. Most illness is in the mind, I'm convinced of it. It's all in the attitude. Ever notice the guy who complains the most in movies where there's a survival situation usually gets himself or others killed? The pessimist rarely survives. It's the people who keep a sense of humor about the situation who usually prevail.
Read Deep Survival by Laurence Gonzales if you get a chance. Fascinating book on amazing stories of actual survival. Probably one of the best "self-help" books out there when it comes to keeping cool during trying times.
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