I had my stuff all ready to go so I could slip out at 6 and get some real miles in, but life got in the way. I did manage to get out on the road by 7:10. Weather was cool (48F/9C) and I was pretty comfortable in a silk undershirt, l/s jersey, bibs, kneewarmers, and rag gloves. And I thought I looked pretty sharp because for once my jersey and bibs matched. But when I walked into the office, the receptionist was talking to one of typists and they giggled and one of them said, "Nice outfit!" And the other one said, "Shh! He's a cyclist, duh!"