Stealing Some Time

Most of you are like me (although you're probably yonger, better looking and more successful). You spend 8+ hours a day (I try to spend less), 5 days a week, working in a carpeted walled cubical maze slinging everything from art (that would be me) to TPS reports when you would rather be riding.

The thing that sucks the most about McCubical® hell is looking out the window and seeing a beautiful fall day like today and knowing that the man says it's 9 to 5. EVEN if there is not ONE thing to do. So I sit and stare. I cruise mtbr.com, www.notcot.org, and various blogs ALL day TRYING not to think about how the day light hours are slipping by fast, that there is sweet single track not more than 2 minutes from my office door and my Dos Niner sits glistening atop my Soob out in the parking lot. Grrrrr!

But such is life. Gotz to pay the bills, and 5-O' comes eventually right? 4:50 comes faster though and that's the time that I make my escape to the men's room to stuff my ass into some spandex, then sprint to the Soob and head down the road to steal some twisty single track from the last hours of daylight.

On the bright side of things, this time last year I was already forced to the trainer if I wanted to get some saddle time. My office was too far away from the trails. By the time I made it to the park, it was almost dark. And as I've mentioned before- Boyce Park is OFF LIMITS for night riding. So this year it's pretty cool that I can still grab a quick 10.5 mile loop and be out of the park before dark.

I got my Night Riding Permit for Pleasant Valley Park in the mail today. Laminated and everything! Ha! Just in time for the time for the approaching time change. I also may be heading up to North Park this weekend to get the skinny on the trails there. So at least I'll have some night riding options. Of course I could brave Frick (but I hate those trails) or drive out to Rectal Fornication, PA and hit Bavington once and a while.

Oh well, gonna keep on stealing time as often as I can until 'till the weather stops me and/or attention turns to my plans for 2008.

Later.