Quiet

Life moves at a blistering pace sometimes leaving me precious little time to reflect in an effort to gain perspective.  The opportunity to write forces me to think through things, though the coherence of my thoughts may not indicate it.

I have continued my streak of riding to/from work.  Haven't missed a day in well over a year now. (July 20th, 2007)  Mileage continues to accumulate.  Recreational riding has suffered somewhat due to trying to somehow manage the many directions that life sometimes warrants other attention.

We had some new neighbors move in next door.  They seem like your average SUV-lovin' Americans based on my observation of the fact that they are young with no dependents yet own 3 full-sized trucks; two GM and a Jeep.  Not that this really matters, simply my observation.  I laughed to myself at my own "preconceptions based on mode of transit."  Got myself thinking again that I wonder if they think I'm DUI-Man since all I ever do is ride my bike?

I consider this thought (not that I really care what people think) when I meet people. I have a feeling that many people must look at me and think that I must not have a license.  I mean, why else would one ride their bike all the time?