Just another perl hacker somewhere near Disneyland
Update: I've decided the sub-title of this post is "I still don't want a pickle: s/motor/bi/"
It's about an 8 mile drive to work, and I decided that it was time to see about riding my bike instead. And there's all sorts of reasons for doing it, and people ask ("But what about...") about all sorts of reasons for not doing it. But the biggest reason is that instead of dreading the drive home and wondering if I should take the freeway or surface streets (and not caring much more about the trip to work), I actually look forward to the commute, each way, whether it's cold and foggy, or hot and sweltering (I'm not yet prepared for rain, so I'll drive if that's the case, 'cuz you know that in Southern California we're afraid of melting if it rains, even a little).