Commute in this morning was really nice, aside from all of the drivers that passed me on busy streets in no passing zones (just more than normal).

Getting back home this evening was a different story. I was about to turn and get onto the bridge, and there is this part before the sidewalk starts that is dirt road, then asphalt (that sticks up 1-2" from the dirt), then the sidewalk on the bridge. I hit the asphalt part at just the wrong angle and I almost fell off of my bike, which is a road bike with 700x23c tires (kind of like what happens if you cross the railroad tracks at the wrong angle, where your tire can get caught in the rail, if that makes sense). I stopped myself by getting up next to the guard rail and braking there, but my laptop pannier fell off of the bike...the quick release system on it had popped out of place. I tried to fix it, but the plastic it's made of is very hard (with good reason!), and I have a bad upper back, so I couldn't carry it as a messenger bag home.

So, I had to call my friend to pick me up and drive me home. I hated it so much...the weather was perfect: clear, near sunset, and 75*F with little wind. A lot of people were out on their bikes, and I just wanted to cry! I took a walk when I got home, then came back and was able to fix the quick release on the pannier...it's weaker now than it was before, but I will just have to be careful, I guess. :/

Taking rides home with friends sucks. So much. :/
(Okay, so I'm officially addicted to cycling...I hate it when I have to ride in a car, and all I want to do is ride my bike).

/rant