I woke up this morning feeling gross. Perhaps it was the Filet o' Fish I ate at Dirty Ron's yesterday. Perhaps it was because I didn't sleep well. But whatever it was, I tried to shed the feeling on this morning's commute. I took the Redline (which is for sale, by the way, if you're interested and local) and just hammered it all the way here.
No panniers, either. I somehow left them both at work. So with a backpack and a single gear, I beat that nasty feeling into submission. It felt great. I thought I had underdressed as I waited at the stoplight outside of my neighborhood. But I eventually pedaled hard enough to warm up.
It was awesome. I don't think I could have beat that nasty gut feeling with a car commute.