Boyscout Buchta

Today I earned my "Below Freezing Commute" and "Menachem Beguin Disguise Kit” badges. Ninja!

I also learned that when you're really pushing those pedals you can easily sweat in 31 degree weather, even after you've removed all but gloves and shirt.

And yes, I wore a helmet.

After my brush with death (AKA poisoning myself silly) I felt nearly right by lunch time. Luckily UPS has just finished courting my company and they took the secretary and myself out to the Olive Garden. I inhaled copious amount of pseudo-Italian food before the other two had even gotten halfway done. With a yummy cafe mocha to boot. Then, before going to bed, I made a vow that I would get up with the sun and watch it rise with my puggies. Apparently I had a new respect for life.

While I did not get up early (or even on time) I did bike into work today. Low temperatures don't scare me. As long as there isn't any evil wind I'll bike in anything. I overdressed, as usual, and was peeling off layers as I unicycled down suburban streets. The human body is an amazing machine, capable of burning up all of the junk we feed it and giving back heat and power.

Speaking of, it's lunch time. I'm off to shovel vegetarian Indian food into the furnace and hope not to get burned.

Be cool, lads & ladies. Be cool.

- David