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And I'm supposed to be one of the smart guys

At least that's how my boss refers to me.

That's because I get paid more for what I know than what I do. Which is also very fortunate since, and I'm sure Becky and a few others at work would attest to, I don't do that much. But I digress.

Anywaze, when I got up this morning I was intending to go for a bike ride. I hadn't ridden since last Saturday, because of the rain and working yesterday, so it was paramount I get out today.

The bad news was, which you may have noted, had you read my Current State of Mind (right side bar), I was not a happy camper when I discovered it was only 40°F, which is right at the borderline of do I, or don't I go for a bike ride.

Fortunately [I can say that now], I didn't succumb to any of the numerous excuses I called upon, not to go for a ride, and left the house at 6:50 AM.

But as I was riding down my street, chasing down the group (I was running behind schedule), I started thinking to myself, this is stupid. It was freakin' cold outside, and I was freezing! And that was even with an extra layer of clothing, my heaviestconfused.gif cap, to cover my ears, plus scuba diving gloves.

And I'm supposed to be one of the smart guys?

Eventually it did warm up enough to make the ride tolerable, and I'm glad I got the ride out of the way. I'm just not so sure I was being that smart.

It might have been smarter to wait an hour for it to warm up, but then again, maybe it wouldn't have been. I might not have gone for a ride at all, had I waited an hour.

This string of cold weather is just starting to wear on my psyche, and I just don't know how much more I can take.

Comments

Alan said…
Why don't you move to Florida?
Marc said…
Well, let's see.

Other then the fact it rains too much, hurricanes, flooding, and it gets way too hot in the summmer time, I wouldn't be able to purchase health insurance.

Did you forget the title of my blog?

Health insurance companies don't want to insure sick people. They only want to insure people who don't need insurance. Then they don't have to come up with any excuses to deny paying claims.

I guess now that I think about it, I'm really pretty happy here. At least most of the time.
Mark VanKirk said…
I'm glad to see that your scuba gloves are not completely going to waste. Must've taken a bit of time to clean out the cob webs.
Marc said…
Actually I've always ridden with scuba diving gloves in the winter. IMO they're more effective, and are cheaper than cycling gloves.

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