On Tuesday and yesterday I took public transport to work: BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit). The Bay Area’s version of a subway.
Normally I drive to a parking area close to my house and jump on a shuttle, which takes us the rest of the roughly 20 miles to work.
But the shuttle schedule recently changed, which means if I take the shuttle I don’t make my evening 5:45 and 6 p.m. yoga classes.
(I was supposed to go to yoga last night. But a last minute decision with friends at work had us having a fun night out drinking and eating, which we really needed.)
I decided to experiment this week with public transport. Besides the long ride and the crowded train where a seat isn’t available until people start offloading into the city (aka San Francisco) there are wardrobe issues.
I usually wear heels to work (yes, I know they are terrible for your feet).
In fact, I did a whole feet week on GFG! a few years ago. (The worst shoes for your feet; It’s feet week; And feet week concludes; and Comment Contest Tuesday.)
And most of my pants are rather long since I … Continue reading
The lack of posts have to do with many things going on in my life. Nothing major. Don’t freak out. It’s just life.
Today I am going to talk about the BART strike, which is drastically affecting my life even though I don’t actually take BART to work.
(For those of you who don’t know, BART stands for Bay Area Rapid Transit and is our commuter subway system in the Bay Area.)
According to a story I read the other day, about 400,000 people utilize BART on a workday.
I am happy to read that there is progress in negotiations.
Now I will admit I am not fully aware of all the goings on. I know the contract was up at midnight on Sunday and BART workers wanted certain things and now there is a labor dispute. I am prounion for the most part. But I have my limits.
Since BART workers went on strike my world has gone nuts-O!
Curt and I only have one car. I drive to a shuttle and the shuttle drives me to work. Curt takes BART to work.
So we have been tag teaming. I drive him to the ferry station in Oakland. … Continue reading
Yahoo’s CEO has announced that employees will no longer be able to work remotely.
A major uproar seems to be coming from working parents, especially mothers.
Not to discount parents at all, but I am not a parent. And personally for me if this was announced at my place of work I would be unhappy with the new plan and it would add a layer of challenge to my life.
When my company was 4.5 miles from my house I rarely worked from home. And that was if I had to be home for the exterminator or something like that. I never worked a full eight hour shift from home.
Now that my company is about 20 miles from home,which means a long commute and traffic over the Bay Bridge I work from home on Fridays. It was an agreement my boss and I made when the company moved. He also works from home on Fridays.
I prefer to be in the office with my co-workers.
But there are times working from home is necessary: big project where interruptions are detrimental, numerous private conference calls (I sit in a cube and rather open area) or just when you … Continue reading
A year ago today my life changed.
A year ago my company moved from Emeryville to South San Francisco.
That move changed my life in many ways. I am surprised I have lasted a year but then I am not surprised. Is that weird?
I now get up for work at 5:30 a.m. Something I never thought I would do. This means I have to go to bed between 9:30 and 10 p.m.
I still drive to the old building in Emeryville and then jump on the shuttle bus, which drives us the 20ish miles to South San Francisco.
Since I don’t drive to work I have become a bag lady: big purse; gym bag; lunch bag; laptop bag.
I have learned how to maximize my working hours and really focus on time management. I now work fewer hours–as in no longer averaging 10-hour work days. I just can’t with my long commute.
One thing that I have really been focusing on and excelling at is maintaining and enhancing my exercise. I work out 6-7 days a week. We have a pretty nice gym at work and I utilize it 2-3 times a week. The espinner is a … Continue reading
It has only been three days since I have been a commuter. And I realize I need to give it a little time. But my routine is all out of whack.
I either arrive too late or too early for a class. Monday I arrived in Emeryville about 6:30 p.m., which was about 15 minutes too late to the 6:30 spin class. Tuesday I arrived in Emeryville at 5 p.m., which once at the gym I was there about 45 minutes too early for Tuesday night spin. I did weights and then spin class. Tonight the 4:15 p.m. shuttle took more than an hour, which made me late for my 6 p.m. yoga class in my hood. By the time I got home it was 6:45 I could have hurried and gotten to the studio right at 6. But I decided not to hurry and be rushed–plus Curt and I had a friend in town and I wanted to hang out and see Jacob and had a few beers, some conversation and food.
Eventually the swanky gym at work will be open and I can experiment and use that gym in conjunction with my regular gym and yoga studio and … Continue reading