After 176 trips, I ended up back home. Such is the reality of bike commuting in 2016. I am done with it until January 3 when I head back to Rosslyn for another year breaking the rocks in my head.
I did 185 bike commutes in 2013. I don’t even know how.
The irony is I can telework twice per week but I choose to ride to the office because my commute is so awesome. I even get a sick kind of challenge from riding in bad weather. (I draw the line at ice though. I am not a big fan of crashing.)
Shortly after leaving the office I pulled over and took a picture. The Mule hit 42,000 miles.
The Mule needs a nap.
So do I.
A Few Spokes Shy of a Wheel 