When I had a car, I always had a list of "things to do." I was adamant about completing these tasks, and struggled to get it all in.
My memory flashes back to moments where I drove to DSW 20 minutes away just to try on a pair of shoes, or the time I went to a coop 25 minutes away just because I needed a certain flavor of yogurt for my breakfast the next morning. I got so bogged down in tedious chores that I exhausted myself by the time I got home.
Now, entrenched in a life without a car, I'm experiencing something I like to call the "slow down."
My notebook gets it.
It may take me longer to get certain things done or to get all my groceries on one trip. But instead of living a life mixed up in daily minutia, I'm living a life surrounded by good people and activities that make me happy — all while keeping a clean apartment and a generally organized life.
I'm even cutting back on all the clutter, selling some clothes, and making meals instead of going out to eat all the time. Believe me, not dining out is the hardest thing to do as a biker. Becoming a cyclist means you also become a foodie. You're constantly exploring unknown parts of the city and happening upon diamonds in the rough. It's easy to make restaurants your end destination too, but for now, I'll pass on Longfellow's sweet potato fries. I'll miss you.
The only thing that really suffers from the slow down is my laundry basket. I think it can survive though.