A Week in DC

I got to spend a week in DC. A week of Bidges
After work I rented bike from Capital Bikeshare
Day 1: Over the Memorial Bridge
Day 2: Over the Woodrow Wilson Bridge and Back
Day 3: Over the Key Bridge.
The Mount Vernon Trail

https://www.capitalbikeshare.com/
http://bikewashington.org/trails/vernon/index.php

Checking In

It shocks me how easily I've all but stopped riding. How this slipped quietly from the things I arbitrarily found time to do during a week to becoming something I had a hard time finding the time to do. And then once you come to the realization that you've essentially stopped (a kind of denial stretches this process out impressively), you maybe restart a few times, but the gap in between grows. You skip "bike to work day" once, and then again the next year, and then fail to see it coming the year after that.

The owners of the building where I work remodeled the restrooms to provide better accommodations, a process which required the removal of the shower. Around the same time, they started rebuilding the intersection of Interstate 5 and Genesee Avenue, erecting Jersey barriers along the intersection and turning it from a very scary ride into something i deemed to unsafe for me to try and negotiate. So I stopped the occasional ride to work, and the occasional attempt to drive my bike into work on top of my car and go for a ride at lunchtime. 

I've always been a workaholic. I worked (and still occasionally work) countless extra hours during the week, and entire weekends to work on projects that were impossible to complete during work hours, and on trying to stay current in the technology. I started going to the gym several hours a week. I try to walk the dog an hour or so a day. And for the past year I've been enrolled in a local community college studying graphic design. In combination, the demands compete heavily with ride time. But I've been pushing back a little over the past couple of weekends. I've been riding to the bike to the gym on the weekends. Construction at I-5 and Genesse has come far enough along to put a partial commute to work back on the table, and there's a chance of getting away with a sneaky shower in one of the neighboring office buildings. We'll see. 

Riding up Highway 101 in Encinitas. Loads of surfers parked on the right, walking across the street to the beach on the left

A fairly impressive flat. The screw was all the way in before I unscrewed it to this point for the picture, and it punctured both sides of the tube.

Selfie at the gym.

Back home afterwards.