This is my downtown commute.
I get up at 6:45, roll out of bed, brush my teeth, grab my pannier and head to the garage.
I put together some cabinets and wall bike racks to try and organize a little "bike shop."
Then I go outside and get ready to ride.
Ride up the driveway. . .
and out onto the highway.
7 miles later I park in a nice fenced bike rack at the hospital.
There's a workout room in the basement with a decent shower.
I walk by the hospital.
Then walk smugly through a large parking structure.
To the imaging center.
Then I stare at this and talk into a microphone for 9 hours.
Fortunately, after those nine hours I get back on my bike and ride up and over the hill, through our old neighborhood.