Mine wasn't bad, despite my incidents. Once a week, I visit the post office box that my singing ensemble has. I pick up the mail and pass it on to the treasurer at weekly rehearsal. Today, as I often do, I took Citi Bike to the post office and then to the subway, where I continue to work. I ride up 6th Ave from King St (which is essentially -1 St) to 13th st. A guy driving a small truck from (I think) the cable TV company tried to push me out of my lane so he could get in and make a turn. I was in the middle of the lane. I yelled, "Take it easy!" and stuck my arm out, and he backed off. Then he tried it again. I just yelled, "Hey! Take it easy!" He said something, but I didn't hear it. Traffic in front of me making the turn stopped, and he was behind me and slightly to my side, so I stuck my arm out in front of him so I could go into the next lane and go straight. It didn't occur to him to fall in behind me as if I was driving some other slow moving vehicle such as a street sweeper. The parking lane is narrow in that stretch, so there is nothing between the door zone and the travel lane, and I guess he wanted me to ride in the door zone. Lucky I'm experienced at taking a lane and I kept my cool. If it had happened to a less experienced cyclist, it would have been very nerve rattling.

Also, I ran through a red light very cautiously, and as usual, I was careful not to scare any pedestrians, of which there were few. A woman looked at me and got annoyed, and said, "You know, you have a light." She was right, and though I tried to show that I was not going anywhere near her, it wasn't her duty to understand this. As I passed her, I yelled, "I'm sorry!" She turned her head, so I know she heard me. It was my mistake.