The joys of a slower commute.

After commuting for 10+ years on an old Yamaha scooter, I decided to trade in my gas guzzler ($2.00 a week!) for a quieter ride. And I bought a beautiful new bike!

After the shock of how out of shape I am wore off, I’ve been delighted by the joys of a slower, quieter commute. I’m energized every morning by the sights and sounds of my neighborhood.

The scent of peonies wafts through the early morning air, mixed with the lingering scent of late blooming lilacs. And by the time I get down by Theodore Wirth Lake, the frogs have begun their daily cacophony, literally demanding that I pay attention to this new day. I am charged up by the time I get to the office!

I am hoping that by mid-summer, I’ll be rewarded with a healthier self. And a daily bouquet of flowers from my neighborhood gardens, at least in my mind’s eye!