I was humbled during my morning commute today when I heard the diesel of an 18 wheeler approaching behind me. In my mirror I could see he wasn't merging left (4 lane, curbed road) and just ahead was a bike-unfriendly iron sewer plate. The kind of plate where the slots run parallel to the direction I'm headed.

It was one of those 'no time to react - keep the balance' moments, and of course, I survived without incident. Maybe a little shook up.

But otherwise, a great commute!