Overcast day, and the tropical storm made the clouds a bit heavy (ran into a few droplets until I sweated enough I didn't notice any more), but it was very pleasant temperature-wise. Cruising down a 3/4 mile flat stretch with no lights, I was passed by a guy in a convertible with his top down. I thought, "What a nice day for a ride in a convertible with the wind in your hair," followed, by, "What a GREAT day for a bike ride with the wind in your face!"

Traffic was mostly light, and I handled the heavier traffic with aplomb. (What is a plomb, anyway?)