I work in Nisku and live in Beaumont. Sadly, a haven for hillbilly pick up driving bicycle hating redneck retards. A narrow shouldered highway and tight back roads show their ways in between my commute.
I like to use that as an excuse at to why I don't commute but that would be a lie. Why? I wouldn't anyways. Satellite radio and simple necessities like heat and gas pedals are a pretty sweet luxury in the morning as I try shaking the early morning cobwebs.
Now going home. That would be a different story. If only a ride home like the one below was a possibility...
pleasant commute from lucy Martin on Vimeo.
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