Caged Rat

Balancing my work life and cycling is usually a non-issue. I work for and with great people. They may not "get it" but they appreciate the passion and need I have to compete and ride my bike. In fact, my boss knows I do some of my best thinking on the bike. I've called co-workers while riding and they think nothing of it. It's nice.

That said, this trip is leaving me feeling nothing short of caged. I got some of it out over the weekend, but it's gone more deeply sour since moving up to SF. The hipster fixie populace is no joke. Urban legend? No, urban trend. But it's beyond messenger bags and rolled up jeans. The bike is viable here as main transport and a hard core tease as I stroll along, feeling couped up and in need of exercise.

I escaped bad lighting and reconditioned air this morning and found a bike shop next to a Whole Foods. I'm heading there shortly.

Just don't ask me why Apple didn't announce an SDK for the iPhone. I've had that conversation already and it wasn't that interesting the first time.