Today is the first day of Bike Month and I plan on cycling to work as much as possible this month. As my commute is 52 km round trip, I haven't worked up to 4 or 5 days per week yet. Not as young as I used to be. But my goal this week is to cycle in every day. Especially with this week's forecast calling for sunshine every day. And temps reaching 29 C by Friday.

This morning left at 6:30, the sun was up, the wind was blowing in from the west northwest, very nice tailwind. Made it to work in one hour. Doing mostly 32 km/hr with relative ease. Felt awesome.

Much warmer on the way home, slight headwind, not too bad, was able to get up to 28 to 30 km/hr for some stretches.

Within less than 1 km from home, nearly encountered a nearly full cola cup with lid and straw that was thrown at me from a car passing by. Caught up to the car, slowed up by a bus, and gave the passenger a blast of words, teenager, who gave the look "like what's the big deal". I gave him a few more words. The car carried on past me. As I was nearing the intersection to make my right turn to home, I merged into the right turn lane from the bike lane (the bike lane ends and then either go into the through lane or enter the right turn lane) and a different vehicle begins to merge from my left and begins to force me off the road. I recall staring down at the front bumper inches from my left leg and the driver continued not allowing me to carry on. I swerved to not get under the front wheel and pulled in behind and nearly slammed into the rear bumper as the driver came to a sudden stop as there was the bus in front, which stopped at the red light and was also making a right turn. I pulled to the driver's side and hit the rear window and pulled up to the driver's window. It was slightly open and I gave the driver a few more words. She seemed to not care what she was doing.

I continued on, made my hand signal to turn right and started to make my right turn, and passed the first car of teens, the ones who threw the cup at me, and gave the passenger a little more talking to. He responds with..."It didn't hit you, so what's the big deal?" I responded with "Well, that's a stupid answer." And a few more choice words. As if missing me made it not so bad. As I carried on home, fuming, and thought, well if that cup had hit my front wheel, what would've happened? Nothing? Stupid nit.

So, my whole commute was great up until the last two minutes. I was annoyed at losing my cool, but not as annoyed as I used to be. I just thought how close I was to two dangerous moves by people in their cars. Trouble is, as I'm trying to get a few words out, attempting to do so in a nice manner, I'm trying to catch my breath. And I'm huffing and puffing and the driver is shrugging me off. And then I blow my chance at a learning opportunity. And say several choice words as I'm dumbfounded to see their stupified looks and their, so what's?

Just like Bikeman says, I'll never understand.

Will be another great day tomorrow. So, here's happy commuting. On the bike.