The dirty, gross snow has been melting and drying up over the nice warm weekend, then this morning it was misting. The end result was really wet roads with some serious grime on them. It was like really thin, watery mud.

It's also the first time I wish I had a front fender. My seat-post cargo rack pretty much kept my back dry. My jeans below the knee, though, are really grimy.

Oh yah, I raced a teenager that was on his way to the high school. He was riding a cheapo bike on the sidewalk, with all the reflectors removed, no helmet, no lights, or anything. It was pretty dark out, too. He saw me coming down the street when I was about a block behind him, and picked up his pace. I passed him 3 blocks later.

Darn kids.