Most of my shifts are at odd hours, and to commute to Fremont, the farther of the main hospitals at which I work, I either run the whole way, or to and from the
BART station. So I rarely get to take advantage of the car pool lane sticker we got with our Toyota Prius. Today I had to attend a short training session in the evening in Union City, so had to drive. I got really lucky with my ED shift (the only one with normal hours-- 8 to 5), so left 90 minutes early (another unusual occurrence). I drove the gym, worked out in a group class, then made my way north on 880 starting at 5:30.
A Porsche doesn't run quickly when you're stuck in traffic. What a blast driving at least twice as fast as everyone else (who were sometimes slowed almost to a halt), 12 miles to the meeting, and feeling relatively green.
Though maybe not as fun the occasional joy of flying past multiple competitors late in a race...
