Wheels

My coworkers seem a little confused about my interest in biking to work.

None of them know I can't drive.

Ha ha. I'm saving that one.

Anyway, it's a daily question: "Have you found a way to bike to work?" They look at me and tilt their heads like curious puppies. They smile. "It will be winter soon" they remind me (I guess they are unaware of long underwear - a Coloraden invention I suppose). If I do find a way down there, I wonder how they'll react when I walk in wearing spandex pants, clipless shoes, booties, a jersy, helmet and gloves.

Silly Virginias.

Of course, bike parking is non-existant in VA. NON-EXISTANT. So I'm going to have to wait a bit until I can befriend the building manager and convince him/her to let me park my bike inside.