Wish my commute didn’t end

I commute to work on my bike. The worst part of my commute is that it has to end.

A few months ago, I changed careers to computer programming. When I was looking for work, I tried hard to find a place that would give a nice bike-ride to work. I even turned down an interview at a place that didn’t have a good bike route. It took a while to find the right job, but now, I sincerely appreciate it every morning and night, even with a bit of rain, snow, or cold.

It reminds me a lot of bike touring, for 100s or 1,000s of miles. There is no bad weather, only bad gear. I will stop if the weather gets unsafe, but honestly, that doesn’t happen often. The simple yet spectacular sights far outnumber any uncomfortable moments.