First and last commute for me today:

I've been riding all year to get in shape, working up my recumbent legs more recently, using my Dad's recumbent. I spent an afternoon with Google's hybrid maps a month ago finding the safest backway route to take. I've been driving the route to and from work to become familiar with it for the past 2-3 weeks, and rode it on the recumbent last Sunday to test it out (it's a beautiful ride). It's over 21 miles each way. I've cleared out the storage closet here at work that has an old shower stall, bought and installed shower hardware and spent a couple of hours scraping the decades of filth off of it, and scrubbing repeatedly to catch glimpses of the Almond fiberglass. I brought my clothes, toiletries and extra lunch in yesterday, and went to bed early last night.

I was about half way along when I was nearly hit intentionally for the third time, and I called it quits. Each time it was a truck; with a company logo painted on the side or carying a trailer or one of those construction workhorse "dumps" on the back. I was run off the road once, honked at and yelled at, each time it seemed that they were trying to see how close they could get to me without actually hitting me. I don't care if I have the right, there's no way to discuss it with them.

I have to say, I think the "Share the Road" thing means something different to them than it does me.
I don't know when the message is going out to these people, but if it does, I think our advertising dollars would best spent on the NASCAR circut. Gee was that discriminatory? Like I give a F#ck.