Buck-Fifty
Today was my 150th day of commuting. Considering that 268 calendar days have passed, since May 1, I was kinda shocked that I had only worked 150 of them. Weekends, vacation, holidays, sick leave...it all adds up, I suppose. One hundred eighteen days off in that span.
Makes me think I should stop complaining about having to work for a living. Still, though, that's 56% of my days at work...
And, Hell's Bells! Here's the mileage I've accumulated on the pink bike since I zeroed the computer, last summer:
That was on my way out the door, at work, this afternoon.
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I used to frequent a coffee shop in Boston where my favorite cashier wouldn't charge anyone $6.66 - she'd make you pay $6.67, "just to be safe."
--Joy
Freaky! I hit 666 miles on my old mountain bike when I was at college and for some reason put it away and didn't ride it for a few years after that. That bike computer has long since died, but I'm still not sure what really caused me to do that.
your odometer and my old car can hang out together and be best devil buds.
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