first full week of commuting after a couple of weeks off of the bike. 70F today and the bike path, which felt like it belonged to me and a few other hardy souls all winter, is now packed with strollers, runners, wanderers, meandering bikers, roller bladers, sunbathers, even small groups congregating in the center of the bike path to meet and chat and talk and wonder why I ring my little bell as I approach.

Tagged along with a huge group of riders for critical mass on the ride home tonight, looped about the city with them for about 45 minutes but just couldn't seem to bring myself to not stop at traffic lights and run down pedestrians in the cross walks for too long before I felt a little too self righteous for my own good and had to peel off and head home. It was a good sizable group though and a great night for it. It's like a little mini-revolution/carnival on wheels and for the most part has a good spirit- I'm just not in my comfort zone with some of those who choose hostile antagonism towards motorists. So, in keeping with old Massachusetts traditions I had my touch of civil disobedience and then rode off to the beat of a different drummer.

Dogwoods in bloom today. Lots of robins. Spring has sprung.