Recurring Theme

I haven't been so good regarding the location of my keys this past week. I biked to work today and then went over to my folks' house to pick up some parts (spare tubes, quick-release seatpost clamps, front derailleur for the Haro, water bottle cage bolts). My dad was off at a motorcycle class at the spry old age of 66, so I had to use my keys to get into the house. Welp, I ended up leaving them there, only realizing it after arriving at the apartment and ransacking my backpack for a few minutes.

The approach to the folks' abode is governed by a fairly steep incline, one which I prided myself for being able to assault fairly easily as a child on my 18-speed. Turns out, the granny gear of that old MTB made the difference, as it was a chore on the Road Rig with the compact double crankset. Either that or I need to get my legs into proper shape... I'm guessing it's the latter.

Tomorrow is National Bike To Work Day, so I'll naturally be riding in, and then repeat today's circuit to snatch back my keys.