Friday, January 15, 2010
When I got to work yesterday, by truck, I saw the above picture posted on Jussi's facebook page. It's his rush hour commute in Finland.
Boy did I feel like a velvet palmed dandy.
The gauntlet had been thrown down. There was no way I was going to match that mark, but if he can commute in the dark and snow (sounds like a Zeppelin song), I could handle needing lights both to and from work.
Who knows, maybe if I don't waste too much time on this I won't hardly need them on the way home.
It took me a little longer to get out of the house than I expected, and then I had to turn around and get the key to the shop after a couple hundred meters, but I finally got going about 6:20 AM.
I wore long fingered mtb gloves and a light jacket which at first I feared would be too light in the sub freezing (28F so only barley sub) morning air, but after 15 minutes or so I was feeling pretty good. I didn't want to be over dressed for what I anticipate will be a delightful ride home this evening.
You know how when you have extra milk left from your cereal you can top it off with a little more? Not a good idea right before commuting.
It was re-assuring to see a flag blowing in the breeze proving that I wasn't naturally this slow, that the wind was helping me to some degree. Never the less, I set a record for the slowest commute of all time this morning.
Which is nice.