I am so glad that my commute is rural. The morning run is the conflicted one, with the yummy mummies in their huge 4x4s. Blond and wealthy, with a mobile stuck to their ears. It is a bit scary!
The evening is blissful! I explore a bit!!!
I found a new route that just heads off into the sunset! No cars for a whole hour!
Dusk, mist, and rose tinted lovely mysterious woodland!
And I met a guy on a nice Cannondale, training for a tri event. We rode back home together, chatting about all sorts of stuff!
I am so glad I am a cyclist!