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If I haven’t already said so, now is a good time to say that I LOVE TO RIDE MY BIKE!

Commuting to work gets me really excited going to work. It leaves me happy ALL day and excited to ride my bike for the ride home.

Yes, I still forget my bike socks and I have stopped getting upset about it and figured its one less thing to take on and off while getting ready for the ride. I should just stop wearing them all together just like my gloves.

In my sleepiness, I rode off without my helmet. Luckily, we had only ridden a block away before Bill noticed and brought it to my attention. No harm no foul.

The worst is forgetting the work badge. All USAA employees are required to show a badge to get on campus and get through the door. Without it, you get an escort in from your manager and you must pay $50 to have the badge replaced.

There was a time that I got all the way to work and had to ride back to my car to retrieve my badge. At that point, I drove back into work.

Or, there was the time when I dropped my badge on the road, in a high traffic spot. Luckily, my brave friend Maurice weaved back into traffic and saved my badge. Now my badge sits in the “Twin Peaks Bank” or otherwise known as my cleavage, for the duration of the commute, until I flash my badge to the security guard as we pass through the gate.