What a great morning for a two wheeled commute!
Each day this week the riding conditions have been perfect. The first couple of mornings started out a little chilly, about 40º or so, but this morning was a balmy 55º. And the sun is rising at around 6:15 so I get to see the landscape.
I started doing something during my freeway ride this morning that sounds a little neurotic. Maybe others do it, too.
My commute can get a little boring, seeing the same miles of pavement day after day. Its easy for me to lose my concentration about riding and start thinking about how to solve some computer problem at work. So, I've started talking to myself during the ride, calling out and naming the vehicles around me.
The guy driving the Volvo to my right is the Volvo Dude. The lady in front of me with the blue star sticker in the window is Army Mom. And the young woman in the Mitsubishi convertible holding a coffee cup is Latte Lady. (When I saw her take a sip, I would have given just about anything at that moment for a cup of plain old joe!)
Its almost as if I am a track side announcer calling a horse race. I know it sounds silly, but it keeps me engaged and not totally locked in on the car in front of me and my following distance.
So am I nuts or have I discovered a trick the veteran riders practice?