Hear ye!

Peoples, may I have your attention? I have an important assignment for you all. I cannot adequately express the magnitude of the consequences of this task. I will attempt to, though. It is not a matter of life or death, but it is close. I wouldn't say it is THIS big, or even T-H-I-S big. It is quite a bit bigger than those particular sizes. Were there to be a word or quantity that would be the exact proportion of this impressive job's meaning then I would use it; however, no such things exist. Thus, it is up to me to take on the task of trying to describe it for you (describing the task is not the task itself, though, so no worries there, my friends).

Peoples, this task is pretty important. Actually, I think it is about THIS big.

Peoples, your task, which you do not have an option of not accepting, is to help me bike to work tomorrow and hereafter. Every morning I either wake up too late, or have something after work that I "need" to drive to, or I just don't feel like it. These are not acceptable excuses. So peoples, please, if you are up around 8am PST on a weekday, contact me in some way to remind me that I should be preparing to bike or already be biking to work. If you do not have my contact info, please use your extrasensory perception to will me to bike to work. I am putting my future in your hands because I have butterfingers.

Thank you.

EDIT TUESDAY MORNING: SUCCESS!
EDIT WEDNESDAY MORNING: DOUBLE SUCCESS!