I had hoped to get a long (20 or 30) mile ride into work this morning, but I was delayed by a child that needed a bottle and a new diaper and a dog that needed walking (why does it seem that all I do around the house anymore is to deal with somebody's poop?). Once I got everybody taken care of and back into their beds, it was already after 7.

So, I rode 6 miles in the opposite direction of work, turned around, and hammered back into town. Still got 14 miles.

When I got to work, I discovered that I didn't have any underwear in my locker. Luckily, a clean pair of running shorts is sufficiently like a pair of boxers. I don't think anyone will notice.