Well, the interesting thing that happened yesterday, and that I am sort of embarrassed by, is that I took a spill on the way home. NEVER RIDE ON SIDEWALKS: I decided to cut across the street to avoid a light, but didn't want to ride against traffic, and as I maneuvered around a light pole my handlebar caught on a chain-link fence, pitching me over into the gutter. Banged my head on a parked truck, and landed on my elbow. I guess that's proof that modern handlebars are much wider than on 90s MTBs.

I blame it on all the people, and my mother-in-law especially, who keep urging me to "be safe" now that they know how much I plan to ride.

A slower ride this morning, lots of moisture in SoCal. Thanks for the encouragement, noglider! I am in my mid-60s, so I have to start being aware of stuff like this, too.