A few days ago, on a very nasty part of my commute (one that i only have to do on thursdays. 4 off and on ramps to 495 in a half mile section of road with no real shoulder and a good-sized climb, all with a 45 mph speed limit), i ran into another cyclist who was braving this stretch with me. 1st time i have ever seen anyone do so, and it was great. I wasn't super worried about getting hit, we took up a good chunk of lane and just kept going. best part? i wasn't thinking "osh**osh**oshi**osh**osh**" the entire time.

the end.