I woke up early this morning in order to ride to work, but found myself feeling rather tired. My groggy brain was telling me to skip the ride and sleep in. I forced myself to crawl out of bed, but when I looked outside it was raining. My sleepiness caused me to silently rejoice, and I decided that this was the excuse I needed to drive the car. I crawled back into bed and reset my alarm clock for 40 minutes later looking forward to getting a few more minutes of sleep.
I don't think I laid there for 30 seconds thinking about my mileage goals when my conscience spoke up and said, "So why do you bother to own a bike with fenders?" I got back out of bed and rode to work as I originally had planned.
Once I arrived at work I'm glad I made the right choice. One small victory at a time.