Rode my 20 km to work. Cloudy, roads wet from night before. Guy in white car speeds up as I am making a right turn, then turns the corner around me. Not cutting me off but coming close. I thought he could have exercised more patience for me to clear the corner before speeding up. I yelled at him.

As I am making my way up the big ass hill from Marine Drive to 41st heading north on Cambie Street, this guy riding a 49cc gasoline-powered scooter (you can ride these with just a class 5 car driving license. No motorcycle license required) passes me pootling along the bike lane.

Did not wear any lycra today. Two layers of t-shirts and generic polyester shorts.