the GOT bike

Ok, ok, first I'll acknowledge that a commute is travel from home to work, so my errands don't count, but I just prefer the sound of that, especially the concept that travel to work can be fun! It coulf be a half the fun, or more, of going is getting there situation. I was a bicycle commuter for a number of years, some even overlapping with the final years of my first racing stint, but I now entitle my utilitarian wheels "errand bikes". After my last post, Matt, who'd left my left-behind water bottle on the left side of the fence post, sent me a note about other sneaky cut-throughs in the area, which made me happy. For one, yes, I love anything sneaky and cut-through-y, but also because when blog posts in some way become interactive, I smile. No man is a small landmass in the middle of an ocean and all that. One of the connectors Matt mentioned was a personal favorite that joins two low traffic dead end neighborhoods sandwiched between Route 33 and Westover Air Fo...