I was stoked to find a bike rack in the garage hidden by a dumpster. I didn't have to worry about my bike at all during the day. The worst part about commuting on the first day was figuring out where to change clothes so I changed in a coffee shop across the street. I met with HR first and was so fucking happy when she told me it was totally fine to come in the office in my bike clothes and change in the bathroom.
First shift is so not for me. I will be glad to get the training over with and start my regular 4p-12m schedule (jeans and gymshoes allowed). It won't be long. The trainer was impressed with my mad skillz and I was happy to show them off. This job will be a piece of cake compared to my old job where we worked in three res systems. This job I will mainly work in just one. MUCH EASIER. This makes me optimistic. I was re-thinking the entire job today but after a while it sunk in. This is a really good company with superb benefits and I need to appreciate the offer and just get back into work mode.
But damn it was nice being jobless for 2 months.
Gnome from DC was here this weekend. We rode bikes and had nice dinners and watched the 60 Minutes special where Tyler Hamilton sabotages Lance Armstrong's career.
Check out this rad shot he got of Dominic crashing. Both feet off the ground.
Love my little Gnome. Friends for life, yo.
My friend Val, AKA Winedog, is doing the AIDS/Lifecycle event a 7 day 545 mile ride to benefit AIDS. Please help her with a donation. She's about 500 bucks shy of her goal and needs some support. THANKS.
2 comments:
Life presents gifts in all sorts of guises.
The two months off was a gift, a way for you to regroup and come "back to density".
Now you have a job with benefits (OMG -- who offers bennies anymore??!), a reasonable schedule post-training, and close enough to commute by bike. Another gift. Stability of a sort while you dream and scheme your next adventure.
Enjoy the trip.
Love the shot of D!
And thanks for the shameless plug! I'm almost there.
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