I had the best commute home this afternoon. Temps were in the low-to-mid 70s and I had a modest tail wind.

The rail trail was getting a lot of use, this being the first truly warm day of the year. That's okay. I've gotten good at timing things so I can pass peds and slower cyclists with a minimum of delay, while not being an a-hole about it.

I was dropping recreational cyclists left and right when I noticed something brunette and fit-looking ahead of me on a mountain bike and moving along at roughly my speed. I caught up to her and, maintaining a respectable distance, hung out behind her for a while. The scenery wasn't bad. A-hem.

But then a blonde woman on a road bike turned onto the trail ahead of us and took off like she was on a mission from Lance. She was clipped in and dressed for a proper ride. I decided to pass mountain bike woman and catch road bike woman instead.

She was a worthy Mind Racing adversary and made me work to catch her. I'm not sure if she even knew I was back there because I didn't see a mirror. She did push harder from time to time and I kept up. At one point we were cruising along at around 25MPH.

Eventually we got off the trail and into a residential neighborhood and she turned where I need to go straight to get home, so the fun was over. It was my fastest commute yet. I really need to find a group of riders with whom to commute...