mid 50's out the door. No wind. I had a nice chat with a fellow commuter at a stop light, during which I had a personal moment of pride. He asked where I was headed. I told him I was going in to downtown. He outburst with, "Holy ****!". I had 10 miles to go on my 22 mile commute at that point. That made my day.

My 75 miler on Saturday helped me to achieve a personal best on my average speed to work this morning. A double bonus!