Beautiful morning, mild temperatures, not much wind, riding fastest commuter bike. What could go wrong? Red lights. I was a red-light magnet this morning, catching nearly every one -- which added at least 5 minutes to my commute time. At the longest light, the truck in front of me stalled out and I barely made it through after waiting 5 minutes for it to change. The plus side was that I got a heckuva workout with all of the starting and stopping.