Almost every commute ride is a happy one for me.

Today, I rode in to work to take in supplies and get a couple of things done. On the ride back home, I passed another, slower bicyclist riding a MTB in the street and carrying something in his left hand. When I got up close, I saw that it was an older gentleman, and he was riding while carrying a cold 6-pack of longneck bottles of Busch Light. I waved as I passed, and he smiled and nodded.

I hope to be that guy some day when I'm older.