O the irony

Last year, if you recall, we uprooted our lives and moved 65 miles south into Angelborough in order to shorten my husband’s commute. He was spending a minimum of an hour each way driving to work.

Now we’re here, and he’s about ten miles away from his job (as, indeed, we are from everything else) and he’s been reveling in the short commute. Life is good!

Life is so good that he bought a bicycle so he could commute to work by bike. And do you know how long it takes?

Right. It takes my Patient Husband one hour to bike to work.

Tell me again: Why did we move?

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12 Responses to O the irony

  1. Jason Block says:

    To be closer to your husband’s job of course 🙂

  2. AnotherFaceintheCrowd says:

    10 miles is still an awfully long way away from my little point of view — I’m grumbling at living 3 miles from work. Look at it this way, at least at that distance, there are more options, even if he’s not taking the fastest one. 😀

    Hopefully, you also moved because it’s a great place to live.

  3. cricketB says:

    Ah, but if he needs to go faster, he can. He’s removed “commute” time, and moved the exercise time to those slots, freeing up exercise time (or creating it). Yes, you can multi-task in the car, but I think biking for an hour can have similar benefits to meditation — mindless, but you can’t do voicemail or all those other things that clutter our minds.

    • AnotherFaceintheCrowd says:

      Multi-tasking in the car: is that short-hand for ‘I *like* accidents’? It’s one of those things that really gets my goat how over-confident and complacent people get about the attention they need to pay — but the thing is it works well enough, sometimes for years until something unexpected happens. And then… well, you don’t get to choose the consequences, so all you’ve got is hope that it’s not too bad. Multi-tasking on one’s commute is what public transportation or car-sharing (with someone else driving) is for.

      Cycling though, ah, now I do agree that it’s an enormously freeing and relaxing experience. Unless you’re repairing a flat tyre in the pouring rain miles from nowhere, but that goes with the territory. 😀

      • philangelus says:

        He would never text in the car because he doesn’t have a cell phone that supports texting, so that’s good at least. 😉 The most he might do is choose an iPod playlist while stuck in traffic.

  4. Ken Rolph says:

    Women always seem to overlook the obvious about men and their toys. If you hadn’t moved, would he have been allowed to purchase a new bicycle? We men sometimes have to be very creative in manufacturing our pretexts.

  5. Patient Husband's Former Officemate says:

    Clearly, you need to move closer to Patient Husband’s work so it’s a shorter bike ride – at which point, he’ll *walk* an hour each way to work.

  6. Sabine says:

    I totally agree with CricketB’s assessment. It’s not a commute, it’s the exercise no one seems to ever have time for! Even if he didn’t exercise before and is therefore not freeing up that time by biking to and from work, it’s got to be good for him.

  7. Sarah says:

    My husband wanted us to choose a place within 10 miles when we made our recent (military) move just so that he could bike to work. But don’t worry. The better your husband gets, the more time he’ll shave off his commute. My husband’s doing it in about half an hour. The funny thing is that if he drives, it takes the same amount of time if he drives because of traffic getting on and off base. And, like somebody else said, he’s getting exercise during his commute instead of having to spend extra time on that or not getting any at all!

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