Chain withdrawl.

I have not ridden my bike since Tuesday, when I rode home sans helmet. I have not been able to get said helmet over my giant and hurting head. I did ride my mother’s trike around a little. (More on the trike later.) But no bike. I received this keychain as a gift this weekend, and it has me lusting for some two-wheel action. Fortunately, I am having lunch with a former professor in Charles Village today, so I get to ride. I haven’t tried to get my helmet on, but it’s too humid to walk, so I’m just going to grit my teeth and do it if it hurts.

I am suddenly over-taken with the urge to get a job in DC so that I can get a folding bike, ride it to Penn Station, take the MARC train to DC and finish my adventure on a bike. However, I’ve had a two-hour commute before, and I was usually not happy about it. But it did not include a bike! The Mrs. is thinking of that, too. All the cool environmental groups I would love to work for are in DC.