New job, new commute, new routines. It hasn’t been easy getting adjusted. At 10 miles away as the crow flies, my new job is within reasonable bike commuting distance, but it’s not the five mile ride in the park of my previous commute. Industrial parks and suburban expressways standing between me and my workplace.
There were times when I thought God didn’t want me to ride my bike to work anymore. My first week of work was the first week of the daylight saving time change, so the sun didn’t come up until after 7am. Then the rains that eluded us all winter arrived–not good when your commute has dirt and gravel stretches. Then there was a one-day trip to our Irvine office to visit the boss, and another day when the boss came up to San Jose and I had to pick her up at the airport. At least my new office has room for a bike (and a coat rack to dry out my gear).
The next week the weather cleared, I adjusted to the time change and Dick and I spent a blustery Saturday exploring route options. By week three, I found my rhythm and only drove the day that I had an 8 o’clock meeting. I was back in the saddle again (and the coffee in the office was better than expected).
How long does it take you to adjust when your routine is disrupted? What part of your routine would disturb you the most if it were changed?