I drove my car to work today. But I saw a guy waiting at a light in Wheaton, 6:15 AM, reflective gear and plenty of lights -- enough that my first glance did not distinguish him from a car. It had started to snow, was around 24 F, and I thought it was so cool to see the guy commuting by bike that I wanted to roll down my passenger window and yell some encouragement. The light turned before I could do that, however.

I need to get back out there. A bout with the flu has kept me from even riding the rollers. I hack myself silly everytime I do anything aerobic.