In this morning was a nice and cool (for Texas) 92 F. No traffic to speak of, and a loooooong downhill stretch through a green light at the bottom, for the first time ever. I swear I almost creamed my pants when I FLEW through that intersection.

The way home was not so great. The REI zipperpull thermometer on my bag read 122 F, there was a nice wind throwing grit around, and I had some moron in a hybrid sneak up behind me, about 20" from my rear tire and honk. Nearly scared the pee out of me. My mirror should be here tomorrow, though, so that should happen less and less often. I do hate it when people crowd me, though.