Full of win today. Dry, low 40sF. A bit of a quartering tailwind. I engaged in some Silly Commuter Racing. Something red was far behind me and every time I slowed down it got a little closer. So I spooled up and got out of sight of this red thing, and then left the MUP onto a dirt trail into the woods, where I lay in wait.

Red thing turned out to be a guy on a skinny-tired hybrid. I'm on dual-susp MTB with street tires. It took me a little while to get back onto the MUP, and by then he was about a quarter mile ahead of me. I gave chase and reeled him in, but he made me work for it.

Invigorating! Also a hangover cure, as it happens.