I was thinking about this today because I overslept and had to drive in. Traffic was so annoying coming home, dealing with stop and go and juvenile maneuvers and sitting still on the interstate burning gas, that all I could think about was all these people doing this every day and not realizing what a waste it is. And most of them, if conversations with acquaintances and random strangers can be generalized, believe that I'm the crazy or eccentric one. Heck I was one of them for years, decades. It just boggles the mind that cycling is a vastly more attractive alternative, that is even cheaper and easier, yet so few people even attempt it.

I guess it's not a matter of smugness for doing something better, but more like the satisfaction of evading the trap that ensnares so many.