crashed (mildly) on my way in this morning. the giant-puddle-on-the-far-side-of-the-mup had drained out, but what it left behind was a long, deep tract of silt. i guess slicks don't cut through that stuff very well. i braked too hard when i realised how slippery it was, bike slithered and went into the low crash barrier on the right side and i guess i went over it onto the grass. thank god for grass, and i was VERY glad to be wearing all my rain gear, considering the state of the slime. when i got up i discovered i'd crashed right next to the drainage grating, and it was still about an inch deep in leaves. i kicked about half of it clear before i went on (and my dears, the smell), so hopefully the next puddle won't be as serious. i wasn't hurt but jolted a couple of tendons and i'm a bit sore, and the bike probably needs yet another trip to the lbs. bleah. just when you start feeling all competent . . .

that's about it for today.