Micro-commute

It’s a sign of the times how micro-blogging has become a far more dominant form of internet communication. As attention spans shrink and means of expression follow suit, it’s become more of a chore, and yet ironically, less of a challenge to have a long-ish blog post such as this.

New year, new role, in a new workplace. A nice change from the city, I’m now commuting from my suburb in the north, to a leafy suburb in the east. First two weeks of driving was pleasant enough, but when the full brunt of school traffic kicked in, it would take me an hour and a half to get to work. Unacceptable. So I’ve taken the path of least resistance – the train.

The downside? Feeling an evil, ill wind on me when someone coughs in my direction. I cringe internally far more than I express externally. But the upside far outweighs the attacks on my immune system – I get to work in an hour, I get to sleep/read/watch movies/do Sudoku while I ride, and because of the traffic patterns, I usually have a seat throughout the entire journey.

Today, I’m about to embark on a new phase of my commute – cycling to/from the train station. I’m close enough to walk to one, but there’re economical (and health!) benefits of going to another one just a bit further away (only 2km!). In case you're wondering, my bike is safely stored in a secure cage while I'm at work, thanks to these guys. I’ve yet to work out the logistics of doing this in 40-degree summer heat, but it should be reasonable to assume that it’ll warm me up in winter.

Let’s see how long this lasts eh.