Yeah, that's a picture of me sweating through my pants waiting for the pink line this morning. Yeesh.
Every time I start to get sick of riding a bike, I have to take the train and remember just why I bike. Today on to of the heat, it was cramming on to the red line with at least one person who thought it would be cool to skip their shower and smell like a pirate. Awesome.
Seriously, I don't know how people do that every day. Between the smell, the heat, and how crowded it was I nearly went nuts going two stops. Give me a bike any day.
Sitting in the sun ended up being the most pleasant part of the morning, since getting to my stop has meant sitting in a boring ass education fair. Joy.
Jeez that looks far away.
Current beer-scale: 8.7