On the way home last night I snapped the chain on my fixie. I should have known: I used an old chain and I'd broken it so many times to get the length right that I must have severely weakened it. Lucky for me it happened on a flat street without much traffic. And lucky for me that my wife was able to come get me.

This morning's ride was beautiful. We're in a gap between Pacific storms so the sky is brilliant and clear. Once again I was wondering to myself why doesn't everybody in Sacramento ride a bike to work?