"Hey, I only beat you by like two minutes!" Cool!
Felix and I both left the track for the Ethiopian restaurant at the same time, he in his auto, and me on my cruiser. And he only beat me by a couple of minutes. Nice. Motor Free works in town really well, at least in this town. I'm getting other reports too; my coworker Michael claims it actually takes him less time to ride than drive to work. And Katrinka thinks it takes the same amount of time to ride to old town from her house as it does to drive there. All of these trips are 3 or fewer miles, that seems to be the limit at which it starts to become slower to ride than drive in Fort Collins.
Motor Free Month Day 10 was fairly uneventful as predicted: home-work-home-work-track-dinner-home to sum up. Since my plan is for 35 Motor Free days, I'm now 2/7 of the way through, which pleases me, since 2/7 happens to be my favorite fraction (nerd alert). It's somewhere between 1/3 and 1/4, but no one really has a handle on how much 2/7 is, except for certain prog rock drummers perhaps.
Song of the Day:
fun., At Least I'm Not As Sad (As I Used To Be)