Musta Got Lost
My wife, Jennifer, started a new job this week and got lost on her commute to work this morning. She had driven to work every day this week but on Friday, being a cool, sunny morning with hints of a New England fall in the air, she decided to walk. We live 1.2 miles from her place of employment in a town we’ve lived in for 13 years and she got fucking lost walking to work. Last year when they opened up a new bike path near our home that leads directly to my office, I decided it might be fun to ride my bike to work some mornings. So you know what I did? A test run. That’s right. One Saturday morning, I hopped on my bike to do a test run on the route that I would be taking to work the days I decided to ride. A test run is a beautiful thing. It allows you to make mistakes along the way like perhaps, make a wrong turn. Maybe discover an unexpected obstacle along the way. And most importantly, once you figure out the proper route, it allows you to time ...