I have happily settled into the routine of commuting to work with my bike on Mondays and Wednesdays. Since I work Monday through Thursday, this means I am bike commuting...
*tap tap tap* [feverishly hitting the keys on the calculator] *tap tap tap*
...50% of the time!
Optometrists spend a good hunk of their day in dimly lit exam rooms with no windows. (Did I hear an "Awwwww, poor Barb" ? Thank you.) So, the best thing about the bike commute is that I am able to enjoy the 'great outdoors' to and from work. (I have chosen my route so that it avoids as many city streets as possible.)
This morning while riding by an open field, I came across a coyote. (Actually there are two coyotes who seem to make this little field their home.) The coyote was pretty close to the road, but he started bounding away as he saw me approach. I was able to get this picture:
It's basically a good thing he started heading in the opposite direction, but I would have gotten a much better picture if he had stayed put!