Quick trip home last night... hit every light green. Man that tires me out as the way home is usually a sprint fest the whole way. A stop or 2 along the way is usually a welcomed event. A car that left the office lot at the same time as me, finally caught up to me on the hill 4 blocks from the house.

This morning was another beatiful CO sunrise. Some scattered sprinkles along the way, but nothing more than the lawn sprinklers usually dish out. I believe the temp was 65f when I left the house with 47% humidity.

After ChipCom labeled me as an @sshole C.O.B. {cager on bike} in another thread, I took a closer look at my ride. Instead of rolling 1 stop sign, I discovered that I actually roll 3. The first is in a rural neighborhood that in a year of riding I have never seen a car on the road. Today I properly signaled and stopped. I'm sure the bunnies in the field had a good laugh at that one.

The second is on an uphill in front of the Police Station. It's a 4 way, and there are never cars there at 6am. Today I signaled and stopped.

The third is on the next block, and is usually a rolling right turn. Today I signaled my stop, stopped, then signaled my right turn, then continued. The luster on Chip's VC halo has now been fully restored. I briefly felt bad for tarnishing the image of cyclists around the world with my renegade riding style, but I'm over that now.