travelin' sans car

OK, this one is quick.

I've had my bicycle for a month now, so it was time to take it back to the cycle shop for them to check the tire pressure and alignment and all. So, one day after work, I thought I'd challenge myself to riding to the shop from my apartment. It'd be a little over 2.5 miles in a straight shot. but as that would involve major roads during rush hour, I negotiated around the side streets, so I probably added on an extra mile.

I arrive at the bike shop, proud and sweaty. The guy takes my bike and writes on a slip. "OK, we'll have it ready for you by 4pm tomorrow." Tomorrow? The book in my bag that I was to read while waiting suddenly became an inconvenient brick. I looked out at the long road ahead of me. My roomie was out for the evening. Kcprogrammer was still at work across town. Thankfully yellowdancer was home and took out time to come pick my tired butt up.