I’ve started to ride my bike to work again. And boy, do I miss the bus! The bus is relaxing, warm and dry. Riding my bike is damn exhausting, cold and wet. I haven’t been exercising my leg muscles much this winter and I regret it every single day as I struggle up the hills to spend eight hours at work just to struggle up the hills to get back home again. Yes, there are hills in both directions. How is that even possible?
Just to top everything off, I managed to roll over a large pin on Saturday and that - not surprisingly - resulted in a flat tire. But fear not, I know the way to a bike repair shop. That I don’t fix something as trivial as a flat tire myself is a shame, but I the times I’ve tried I’ve usually done even more harm to my bike. So instead I like to think that I’m doing something good for the economy by paying someone who can fix my bike in ten minutes. Boom, a job is created1.
The good news is that this year my butt didn’t get sore as hell on the first few trips, as it usually does every year. Why? I don’t know, maybe I was sitting down a lot during the winter.
In other news I’ve now finished Grand Theft Auto: Episodes From Liberty City and that is the single most important reason why I’ve not posted anything in a week. That and me trying to maintain my social skills. So far, I’d say I’m very successful at doing just that and I plan to continue this week.
But the most important thing right now is that it’s only 252 hours until I’m meeting Anniken at the airport. And as crazy as it might sound, I’m flying to London to meet her. I mean, I’m usually preaching a lot about the environment; I should be taking the boat.
And in this single paragraph, I successfully quote two great comedians. Both dead, both still hilarious. ↩︎
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