Last night, I was actually going to bail on a yoga class because I didn't feel like driving.
From my place to the yoga place is a t-e-n minute drive within town. And there's easy parking.
So, what the heck is the problem?
Driving is not mindless Me Time.
For me, driving at night requires too much concentration on the curvaceous dimly lit roads.
I would much rather walk. Or even walk to take the subway to get where I needed to go.
However...
We no longer live in a bustling urban area, populated with pedestrians.
A thirty minute walk on a wintry night in this burb is an eerily lonesome trek.
Hardly another soul on foot.
Cars and more cars whizzing along the roadway.
A thousand wattage of headlights beaming towards me.
Nope. Not the ideal setting for a mindless Me Time stroll.
Key in the ignition is the way to go. For now.
At least until the summer months.
