This mornings commute was nice. I was very sleep deprived and had a real hard time getting out of bed. 12 miles later a cold rain driven by a headwind woke me up and I realized that I was having fun. Can't beat the ride into the office for starting the day off feeling good. I've even stopped drinking coffee in the AM because I'm so energized from my ride.

Tuesday's ride home was scary, but I think I scared the driver more than he scared me. I was bombing downhill in a marked bicycle lane (in the dark and rain) when a car passed me and signaled a right turn. I sat up and started to brake when I saw him stop and wait for me. I kept going and he turned right in front of me. I stopped in time, sort of. My back tire slid out and I hit his car sideways, but with no force of impact.

Anyway from the time I started breaking I had an episode of 'traffic tourrets syndrom'. The dude driving was white-faced and very appologetic, so we said "no harm, no foul" and I rode off.

I'd sure like to be more zen in these situations, but sometimes my mouth does run on ahead of me.