We used to laugh at people in America who would drive around the parking lot at the gym looking for an open spot right up front. Also, we were amused by the people who wouldn’t ride a bike to the gym but, once there, would do “cardio warm-up” on… a bike. This must be universal. Friday, I was chatting with the fittest teacher at one school. He told me he changed gyms. When I heard the location I asked if he biked there: “I don’t have time”, came the response.
I left work shortly after that and rode my poor bike to the repair shop. On the way there, I passed his gym. As I pondered this, I realized that the time to get there by car would be about the same because of traffic problems.
I have been a neglecting exercise over the past couple years and was disappointed that my trip to the repair shop was one of the longest rides I have done in months. Talk about motivation through realization.
Before the festival I parked my bike in what I thought was a safe location. I was upset when I retrieved it almost three days later and it had been vandalized. On the bright side, my favorite bike repairwoman fixed it all up for 520 yen; she is too kind. She also said to bring it in for any complimentary adjustments needed.