It was cold and windy and I overslept again, waking up at the time I usually leave. But as it was my last day of commuting this year (or perhaps an era) I couldn't just take the car. It would somehow seem like failure. So I threw on jeans and a turtleneck to skip the changing at work, bypassed my beloved Greenway for the faster streets and upped the torque. I made it to my desk precisely on time! Not that it really mattered, so few people here today no one would have noticed

This year I wound up driving one day per month on average, which exceeded my goals