The other issue that has been plaguing me is forget fullness. The worst is at the home front where nearly all of my belongings are on the second floor with a wooden staircase in between. Nearly every day I hop downstairs believing I have everything I need for the day,then I reach in my pocket and find that I am gloveless for the a.m. commute. I sprint upstairs grab the finger protection of choice from the red milk crate & proceed back down the stairs. Another footnote here is the fact that most of the time I'm hustling back and forth in the Sidi's, making a tap dance for the room ate who is still enjoying his dreams. When back downstairs I realize, Oh yeah I was going to run today. And do the same routine always in a rush looking for shorts,socks and shoes to make the run a reality.
I typically will repeat this song and dance at least once a day, forgetting everything from keys,power chords,caps, folders,books,telephone & tubes.
Here's to a new week on the saddle, with three tubes in tow.