Commuting really comes down to how much do you enjoy riding ????....for me, I can't think of a way I'd rather travel to work Winter, Summer, Spring, or Fall. Dress for the season, and the rest comes easy. It's not for everybody, but when I'm splitting the lanes in the parking garage, getting out faster, it makes a difference to me.
First pair of words: "Tank Bag" for the hair spray, deodorant, brush, medical necessities, cell phone, cologne, alternate visor (clear vs colored), vitamin water, rotor lock, purse, etc......I carry a bathroom in one of my tank bags, it's easy when the "house" washes your uniforms for you.
Second pair of words: "I'm invisible" in relation to every SUV driver with a cell phone to the left ear (You're not there), the "b" column also helps make you not there. In being invisible, it is impossible to cop an attitude and get into a grudge match with a 4,000lb rolling vehicle.
Third pair of words: "Wear gear" that means throwing the high heels in your tank bag, and donning a pair of ankle high riding boots with a rubber sole. A jacket that protects you comes in leather, D-Dry, goretex, nylon, or mesh these days. A decent pair of protective gloves that allow you control in a variety of materials helps. Wear gear you can feel visible in, even if you are invisible, know-what-I-mean ????
Case in point, it's 2am, it's 28 degrees in Las Vegas, I just got off work, I pull on the thermal one-piece, got my boots, and start the tunes, and pull the helmet on to the motor warming up. The needle climbs slower when it's chilly out. I'm out the parking garage and have twenty minutes commute by freeway around Vegas. There's an accident because some dude in a Vette over-shot the Rainbow curve, and smacked someone else in the process. Both lanes are stopped and we're going nowhere. It was a thirty minute wait while NHP gets a lane open for us to funnel past. I pop the visor to the third notch so I don't fog up, and listen to Nickelback while I check the clock on the Busa occasionally. No big deal, toes aren't cold, and I'm actually starting to sweat just a wee bit in the suit. Who's worse off ???, probably the guy in the back of the ambulance, I'm thirty minutes late but not frozen when I pull into my garage.
Fourth pair of words: "Rain gear" never hurts on those unsuspected wet days. Buy a cheap pair of upper/lowers that you can shove in the hump. I like the idea that even if it dumps, the Spud is enjoying the ride, listening to tunes waiting for this traffic jam to start moving. Okay, so I have a bit of cleanup to do. Besides, wet days are great teachers in throttle/brake control. The word "moderation" comes to mind.... :oldcool:
Fifth pair of words: "Bike maintenance" is like taking a shower daily, practicing good hygiene. How are my brakes, when was the last time I cleaned/greased/checked my chain, where are the wear bars on my tires, is it time for an oil change ????....are all terrific questions.
Sixth pair of words: "Pay attention" to everything. Freeway, neighborhood, city, rural, light traffic, heavy traffic, nothing teaches you how to command your weapon of choice like daily riding. Day in, day out you get better every time you make it home safe, you cover her up, and call it a day. When I ride I'm watching everybody, in the garage, or out on the road. I watch, anticipate, adjust all without thinking that much anymore. When your body instinctively follows your eyes on a motorcycle you are definitely in synch with the machine. You feel the road, and adjust for the conditions.......
As for riding daily I'll offer one more thing. Always warm the motor, at least until that needle is on the rise. If it's coming up, that means you're within arm's reach of full operating temperature. The clutch is a little smoother, the throttle response is a little more predictable, and it never hurts to feel that warmth coming through the tank on a cold morning when you squeeze your knees....
Some are riders, and some are "Riders"......just ask the nut-jobs up around Reno...they're always riding and posting. Me thinks, Jim, and Doyle, and the rest have one up on the Geezer's Gone Wild Crew.....
The "just love to ride the Hayabusa".