Fitness Schmitness

Remember how I told you about how fit and active my co-workers are? A new guy just joined our office a couple of weeks ago, and today he brought his bike in. My guess was he was going to take it out for a spin during lunch time on the trail next to our work, but I later learned he planned to ride it home. I googled his address (stalker that I am) and discovered it’s a 20-mile commute on the highway, which means it’s probably further by bike.

I guess I need to get myself a bike just to fit in here. Forget the health benefits. Or maybe I’ll start adding Seattle bike language to my vocabulary and try to impress people. Suggestions? Let’s see, Burke Gilman, Speedy Reedy’s…

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