Oddball commute home. I had to swing by my wife's potential future place of employment (where I worked up until about a year ago, actually). It's about 7 miles from home.

Went to the wrong bus stop (about 1/2 mile away from where I needed to be). So quickly rode to the REAL bus stop, in time to get dropped by the 400W bus of doom. I tried chasing it to the next stop, and got pretty close, but it dusted me again. *sigh*

Take a leisurely stroll through City Market (where I got dusted the final time) because it'll be half an hour before my next bus shows up.

Anyhow, about an hour and 10 minutes after I get on the bus, I finally arrive at my destination. It's pitch black outside already and it's not even 7pm.

I swing by the hardware store for some reflective tape, and hit the pavement and begin the trek home, swinging by home depot for a reflect-o-vest.

Not a bad ride. The backup bike did pretty freakin' well. Not as fast as the Sorrento, but being a rigid, it was actually a little easier to get moving without having a 7 year old fork bouncing around under me.