Commuted Sunday (yesterday) and Monday (today). Sunday was nice, cooler than I thought, but ended up being very nice. No real wind, no hassels, very nice.

Monday, cool, and pretty damp when I left the house, I wasn't wearing enough up top, but broke out my tights for the first time this year (I wear shorts of the top of em', I find it lessens my aggro rating amongst motorist). Headwind at about 10 mph all the way in, didn't let up hardly at all. So, I just picked a lower gear and spun, rather than wear myself out. I pretty much always have a carb shot at about the halfway point, just to stay fresh. Found some new stuff called Hammer Gel, tropical. Taste pretty good, seems to go down easier than both the Powergel and Gu. My LBS had it in, and I thought I would try it. If you're getting gassed half way, and have a commute longer than 15 miles, I highly recommend packing one of these in your bag/shorts. Big time pickmeup.

Had a minor problem with a school bus, they seem to really be bad about getting super close to me. I let him know at the light he had gotten pretty close to me. He kind of made a face, but then passed me with a wide birth after that (we traded positions back and forth a few lights), at which point I waved and gave a thumbs up. Nice to see he cared.

Altercation with a cabbie, would not have minded if it was just me, but a lady was in the cross walk as he was turning right, and we both had the green, and the crossing light (I had just gotten on the curb as I realized I wanted to make a left, and rather than be a jerk and unsafe. cutting across 3 lanes of traffic, I decided to go across at the next intersection). He almost ran both myself, and her over, at which point I said, rather camly, but obviously displeased "it's called a crosswalk". He didn't like that, and shouted "what did you just say?", which I responded in a much louder voice, "It's called a crosswalk, DUDE!", he made a motion like he was going to get out of his cab, but changed his mind when he saw I wasn't really concerned.

The usual, happens at least once a week, but you'd figure people that drive for a living would know the law on, you know, driving. The nice thing was having a cab buddie of his follow me (not chase me, he was going that way anyway), and continually honk his horn. I waved when I took a left of from him, and he layed on the horn some more. Have fun with that.

Tonights apparently going to suck. Big rain, and I didn't bring any rain gear, because I'm an optimistic idiot. At least it won't be to cold.