Don’t forget your underwear

I was debating whether or not to post this, because I don’t want to make any co-workers who may be reading this uncomfortable. But I have an obligation to all hopeful bike-commuters to give any and all tips that can be helpful. And this tip, like many things that are common sense, needs to be said out loud because sometimes the obvious things are the first we forget about.

Don’t forget your underwear.

If you wear biking clothes on  your commute and pack your work clothes to change into (like I do) this should go without saying. But if you went to bed late, got a bad night’s sleep (two kids under 3 years old will do that) and woke up late, you may be in a rush when you’re packing your clothes in the morning. That’s exactly what happened to me last week. Yeah, I forgot my underwear.

Granted, there are worse things in life than free-ballin’ it, but I’d rather keep everything snug, if you know what I mean. I now have an acronym that I use EVERY SINGLE MORNING to make sure I have at least the bare essentials:

PS – SUB

It stands for Pants. Shirt. Socks. Underwear. Belt.

Emphasis on the U.