The start of something big?
Monday's are usually really tough to start, I have to crawl out of bed an think about work. I do usually swim before heading off on the week, but today was an exception. As I left my driveway and hit the main road, what did I see? But four others riding their bikes to work the same time I was. You would have thought it was a suburban version of Critical Mass
Too bad the rest of the work day didn't go so well, maybe I peaked early this week. But a reminder in life is that survival means acknowledging the small victories so you can see the big ones.