I was running late this morning even before my next door neighbor wanted to stop and chat.
I also had a giant bag of stinky compost, so I had to go through the city, instead of along the river to drop it at Whole Foods' compost collection. I put it in a plastic bag instead of my normal TJ's bag, which turned out to be a mistake, because it peed nasty compost juice all over Gilbert's chaincase. I pulled him over to the hosebib they use to water the outside plants and sluiced him down a bit, but he needs a real cleaning this weekend.
In a rush, I rode at normal, or maybe slightly faster than normal speed, and arrived at work drenched with sweat. I spent some quality time in the bathroom with my bottle of purell, and while I don't think I was actually offensive, I felt disheveled and uncomfortable in my sweaty clothes all day. As soon as I got home, I took a shower, which helped a lot.
Just a reminder to myself, of the importance of taking it slow in the heat.
Henceforth you shall be known as "Stinky"!ReplyDelete
Heh, I have a coworker who loves that saying (with act, of course.)ReplyDelete
I guess this is my comeuppance for being so happy to arrive cool and collected on Tuesday- I hope that people don't start calling me Stinky!ReplyDelete
I had my pod to myself today, so hopefully my lapse will be under the radar..
I feel you there - I have to go super slow to keep my face from turning beet red in the heat.ReplyDelete