Just a quickie this morning before I make myself late for work!
I struck a blow for "The Curse of Can't Be Arsed" last night. I rode my bike to work yesterday morning, even knowing that it was going to snow later in the day. Sure enough, by hometime it was fairly well tipping it down. My immediate instinct was to leave my bike in the lockup at work, grab an umbrella and go and wait for the bus home instead.
But I didn't - I pulled on my ass-kicking boots, buttoned myself up to the neck and hopped on my bike for the journey home. It was cold and unpleasant, I got home wet through and with my eyes and face stinging from riding into the oncoming snow - but I did it, and I was proud of myself.
The first of, I hope, very many pokes in the eye for "The Curse of Can't Be Arsed". Go me. :)