They're dropping like flies. The other bike commuters, that is. It was around freezing this morning and I didn't see another cyclist until having biked 22 miles. I met a regular while crossing the I494 bridge across the Minnesota River valley. He's been riding in stealth mode in the dark up until this fall when he mounted a couple of of flashers up front, and in the rear. Kudos to him, finally! And a mile later at work, another commuter was putting her bike in the bike lockers, and a co-worker I've worked with across four companies since '94 pulled in. She lost her dog to cancer a few weeks ago, and without the time constraint of needing to get home to let him out, has been biking to work occasionally.