I drove to work yesterday. I left a bit early (5PM) and as I drove home along my normal cycling route. I saw 11 cyclists on the route including a really cute female roadie and a group of 4 college kids (gonna grow up to be hipsters, I could smell it) on fixies. On a normal day I may see one or two. Other than the old guy I see occasionally in the winter, I hated each of them for being fair weather cyclists.

I like to ring my bell when I go past the homes of people I know.

I like standing in the middle of a crowded elevator in my sweaty bike clothes in the morning.