beautiful ride in this morning: cold, clear, all the good stuff. it's weird though: i can ride when i'm doing it, but in between rides i'm so tired right now that i kept locking myself into the bathroom for little ten-second insta-naps all day to keep going. thought it would wear off but it hasn't, and the muscle stiffness isn't going away either. so i think i should take a break tomorrow.

came home some of the way - over the bridge at least. on the other side i let a bus take me n my bike up the hill, then i got off and rode the last 3k or so. nice to have them, but getting the bikes on and off those racks is no day at the beach either.

my neighbour was putting her garbage out as i arrived, and she said 'you're living dangerously, riding your bike around here in the dark.' it made me laugh; it was just after dusk and i was all lit up front and rear on both bike and helmet, flashing like a christmas tree. 'i don't go on THOSE roads,' i said, and for some reason she seemed to think that made sense.

guess what's just under the bridge on my side, when i take that sidewalk? a - ta-dah - car graveyard. spent some time eyeballing it and thinking what a Profound Statement Photograph some first-year art student could take if they came by with a cell-phone right then. would i pose thumbing my nose?