So, what did you guys do this morning?
I'm the world's worst morning person. I alternate between being a zombie and being within a kind word of biting people's faces off. (Seriously, do not say "Good morning!" to me some days, you might lose a nose.) I hate getting up early, and if I worked a 9-to-5 job (versus a faces-saving 10-to-6 job like I've got), I'd probably explode.
One of the ancillary benefits of working for a university, however, is that they occasionally throw "initiative parties." Basically, any time Columbia decides to jump on one bandwagon or another, there's a little fair or expo about it. This morning, starting at 9, they were all about a bike-to-work initiative (that, and a secures shredding fest). As I am now biking to work regularly, this was relevant to my interests, so I actually--voluntarily!--got up to work early. It helped that the second I started to stir at my new, earlier alarm, Oscar was head-butting me in the face and being distractingly adorable. (I know he just wants food. Allow me my illusions that he just loves me that much.)
So, before I even got in--early no less!--to work, I had my bike registered against theft with the NYPD, picked up a discounted bike lock and got a free tune-up! That last bit was the best. Despite the fact that, before I even got on the damn thing, I had my bike tuned by a shop, I feel like something's been wrong. Whatever the tune-up guy did as far as the gears go, it's working for me. I've got to get readjusted to what he did with the seat (granted, something that needed doing, I'm sure), but otherwise, I'm happy happy happy.
Of course, getting up all of half an hour earlier to get that all done means I'll probably craaaaash hard tonight, but it's still worth it!
One of the ancillary benefits of working for a university, however, is that they occasionally throw "initiative parties." Basically, any time Columbia decides to jump on one bandwagon or another, there's a little fair or expo about it. This morning, starting at 9, they were all about a bike-to-work initiative (that, and a secures shredding fest). As I am now biking to work regularly, this was relevant to my interests, so I actually--voluntarily!--got up to work early. It helped that the second I started to stir at my new, earlier alarm, Oscar was head-butting me in the face and being distractingly adorable. (I know he just wants food. Allow me my illusions that he just loves me that much.)
So, before I even got in--early no less!--to work, I had my bike registered against theft with the NYPD, picked up a discounted bike lock and got a free tune-up! That last bit was the best. Despite the fact that, before I even got on the damn thing, I had my bike tuned by a shop, I feel like something's been wrong. Whatever the tune-up guy did as far as the gears go, it's working for me. I've got to get readjusted to what he did with the seat (granted, something that needed doing, I'm sure), but otherwise, I'm happy happy happy.
Of course, getting up all of half an hour earlier to get that all done means I'll probably craaaaash hard tonight, but it's still worth it!