Good song...
On to other things, so I've been getting my butt kicked left and right at the restaurant. I think my need to have everything be perfectly the way I want it, prevents me from taking time off and leaving things to my guys to handle. Definitely need to learn how to be mellow and just calm. The funny thing is, I was mellow and calm, and then all of a sudden it hit me "this food, everything that goes to the customer.. is a reflection of who I am" and when that hit me I just tensed up and became an overbearing boss. I'm glad I have such a solid team who takes it all with a grain of salt and does their best to keep things fun in the kitchen.
Which brings me to my next subject... my bike. Man that thing is so liberating. When you get down a nice flat road, or get a slight hill to go down, the speed is just so intoxicating. Best part about it, it's completely healthy (other than the fact I might get hit by some jackass in a car). Probably best thing I could do for myself, I think if I didn't have old betsy (I named her) that I'd probably go insane with the stress I pile up on myself.
My only gripe with biking is I wish there was a city where cars were outlawed other than emergency vehicles. Then I could ride with my ipod, but I guess I'll just learn to live with it.
Joe out
