Since I don't have a computer at home, some of my posts here will be a day late. So anyway yesterday's commute included a trip by the post office to mail off my taxes.

Then I pedalled around downtown and ran into my friend who had offered me a cheeseburger a few weeks back. He called me over and we spoke for a little while and I made sure to get his name this time; it's William. After that I went over to our downtown "Music On Main" weekly outdoor event. I didn't see anyone else on bikes, except for two Pedalling-Police. So I stopped and asked them if there were any kooky local biking laws that I should be aware of; you know something like, no left turns before 1:00 on Sundays or something (I wouldn't be surprised with anything he may have told me). But the cops just told me to stay off the sidewalk and to get a helmet (actually after yesterday's ride, I started wearing a helmet). I never have been too crazy about cops, it's in my blood. I think they sensed that. Oh well...

Then later on in the night, I was able to try out my new headlight. It wasn't as bright as I was hoping but it's better than nothing. It provides enough light to spot obstacles even though it may not shed enough to know what that obstacle is. It's enough to let me know to move out of the way. My friends at the bar were glad to see that I had started wearing a helmet, which was kind of nice.

Today's commute to work was pretty chilly. I was a few minutes late due to having to wait at the ATM machines. One of them was being serviced and the line was longer than usual. I can't help but think I made the service man nervous, as he kept looking over his shoulder in my direction. Maybe he thought I had the perfect getaway ride. Who knows...

When I pulled into work, a couple of friends were holding the doors open for me. One told me to keep on riding inside, that there was no need to stop now. Once inside, another coworker actually cheered for me. I couldn't tell people how good I felt because they would have thought I was on drugs.