Mostly just recording this momentous event for my own sake, but I thought it was cool. Yesterday was Wednesday and both our cars sat in the garage at home all day. And we both worked! At our workplaces!
Hubby took public transit to and from work, and I ran.
Woot! (See, finally made my resolutions and I'm getting to work on the commuting one already!)
I don't think it's sustainable for either of us, but it's cool to do occasionally, and nice to have the option if we ever decided to become a one-car couple or a car was in the shop or something -- or I guess if we became a zero-car couple (which would not be by choice, and we would have been screwed since we drove to and from boot camp together before work, but at least we could still get to our jobs if we sold or lost our cars).
It took him 1 hour and 27 minutes to get from the door of our house to his desk -- total distance of 11 miles. That strikes me as a collossal waste of time.
It took me about 40 minutes to get from the door of our house to my desk -- a total distance of less than 4 miles (including all my "building" time -- walking from the door through the lobby, elevators, hallways on my floor, etc.). That strikes me as a perfectly appropriate commute that I should do more often since I was also getting in a work out at the same time.
We've been toying with the idea of getting bikes. I think my husband could be at the office in less than an hour if he biked (I'm sure the distance would be longer than 11 miles since he'd be taking smaller streets). I could probably be at the office in about 15 minutes? I don't really have a good guage of how long it takes to bike places. I usually guess a speed of 15 mph but I don't know if that's a good estimate or not.
Anyway, I was proud of us for doing it. My husband said he liked it because he ended up watching a show on Netflix on his phone (The Fall, which I haven't watched). I was happy to have the extra 7.5 to 8 miles under my belt.
The bonus to hubby taking public transit was that I HAD to run home -- there was no possibility of him picking me up on his way home. That's definitely good for me. No excuses!
But actually, yesterday was about the worst possible day to do this. It rained last night. By 6:30, it was steady. Not pouring, but raining. Hubby didn't have a jacket since it wasn't very cold, so he got wet in his work clothes since he had to wait a few minutes for a bus to go the final mile to our house. And even with all the spare running gear I stash in my desk, somehow a running hat wasn't in the pile, so I also got very wet. Ugh.
Oh well, it was a good day not to have an excuse.
Now to make this happen every week, at least for me...