I ride my bike to work. I find it relaxing, a way to break up the day and transition myself from work to home, and vice versa. Plus I get to pedal off a few calories, save the environment, and a few dollars in my pocket.
I think more people should consider jobs that allow them to walk, or ride a bike to work.
However, given I’m a few weeks into this vegetarian diet, I am finding that the afternoon ride home has become more difficult. Everyone seems to be grilling meat of some kind. Clear wafts of BBQ sauce, steak, and chicken. Some smell so strong that I can visualize the chicken, turning a nice golden brown, with little grill marks on them. Perhaps a splash of lemon.
So we must remain strong in the aromas of burgers and dogs. Pedal faster, salad awaits.