My commutes were...Interesting, on the average.

Nothing exciting on the morning commute...But this afternoon, riding on one of the multi-use paths on Camp Lejeune, I happened upon a young woman taking phone-pictures of herself. I was coming from behind, so I'm not exactly sure what she was doing, but she dropped both arms across what appeared to be a chest with the shirt strategically pulled down. Scared the crap out of her, too.

Other than that, it was a normal sweaty NC afternoon commute.