Good morning fellow cyclists
This is the 4th day of my bike commute. For those who may be considering executive bike commuting, I already have a few preliminary impressions to offer about how it is improving the quality of my life.
In the morning I am focused and all about a fast ride to my "high powered" executive job. I feel empowered by the intensity of the scenery. I observe cargo ships and off in the distance huge loading cranes in our country's largest harbor. In the foreground tractor drivers are cleaning the sand and a skip loader operator is moving dirt on the sea cliffs.
My colleagues must find my morning exuberance annoying. The first day of my commute I wouldn't shut up about "multimodal" commuting.
My "executive" commute home is something quite different. At the risk of sounding corny, I notice scenery that is different from that in the morning--puffy white clouds and lovers kissing at the water's edge. In the distance, I see a landscape of tall residential condos, sky and water. On the sand, there are kids playing soccer, dog obedience classes, and kite flyers. Roller bladers and walkers enjoying the late afternoon sun share my path, no doubt feeling as happy as I am. I see a beautiful stair garden with red bougainvilleas and tropical greenery spilling down the cliff. The pace of my ride is slower because I am taking time to enjoy what I am doing and where I am. There are no thoughts of business plans, performance reviews, or compliance objectives.
After a long day at work when I drive my car, I feel like I just got home from work. When I ride, I feel like I am getting home from a bike ride, the shadows of the day replaced by feelings of well being.
I feel mellow and not particularly hungry for awhile when I get home. I used to arrive ravenous, grumpy and impatient to chow down. My poor husband... It's no wonder I gained 10 pounds this past winter. Lately I have been sleeping like a baby. I have to say that my bike ride home is better than a glass of fine Cabernet Sauvignon at the end of a long day.
On the way home, things seem slower and less intense. Here is some scenery that I noticed at the end of my third day.