I came to a funny realization this morning.
I was heading north, coming up to Ryan Rd. A few parents and a bunch of kids are at an intersection waiting for the bus. Some were huddling under umbrellas and some kids were just out in the rain. I go by and the looks and smiles I get from the kids have a peculiar feel to them.
I realize, I’m the crazy guy on a bike. Lights, rack with bag, riding in the cool rain to get to work.
I like being the crazy guy on a bike.