Thursday, 5 June 2008

Necessity can make even the most enjoyable of activities, tedious.

I've heard stories of professional musicians being jealous of the pleasure that amateurs get from playing, and of professional athletes who talk about retiring from a day-in, day-out grind that other people imagine is some sort of dream job.

No matter how much pleasure I get from motorcycling (and propelling a bike myself, for that matter), commuting will always be able to dull that pleasure and turn it into a chore.

Sometimes the only thing to do is to get on the bike when you have an errand to do and a day in which to do it, and go the long way around.

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