52 degrees, NNE wind 5 mph with gusts to 26 mph, and raining AGAIN. No, I don't really mind the rain while I'm riding in it, or even after, but it's hard to get excited about it before. Out of the last 13 rides, 11 were raining.
Tonight I pulled up behind/next to a car in the going-straight lane (a very technical term, you see). He had passed me, then sat there at the stop sign, so I pulled up slowly to his right, to go straight as well. I figured he would pull out faster, and I would follow up behind. I pulled ahead, then through the intersection. Looking over my shoulder, I see that he turned right (no signal, not in the right turn lane). Looks like I could have been toast there. At least he wasn't quick in his indecisiveness.

Oh, yeah... Saturday, when I went to the lbs to buy a front fender? Wish I hadn't missed the shop closing by ten minutes... kind of tired of the rain-in-the-face look.