racing the bus

Its become a daily thing... my race with the bus and I can't tell if it is a good thing or not! My major life decisions have been recently reduced to trying to decide which bus will get me home the fastest, and while I battle over making the right choice at work, I always make the same decision in the end... take the challenge again and race bus #12 to your final bus stop. No one ever really wins, and the bus driver doesn't know this challenge even exists, but I take the competition seriously! Today was my personal best! I took my 10 minute bus ride to my final 3 km walk home, and almost beat the #12... I made it within one bus stop... I guess it tells you a few different things, I walk really really fast, or the route the 12 takes is super all over the map, or I am just really stubborn... cause even if I know I can catch the 12 and ride it a few blocks and give my poor over worked feet a break, I pull my shoulders back, put my chin up and walk faster until I hit the hill on my street and regret that I have an ongoing competition with a bus, a competition I will likely never win, but I will also likely never back down from...