Yesterday was a good day. You see, my 12 mile commute takes me ~5 miles through some very rough urban neighborhoods. Most days I just hope to make all the lights and truck on through without being noticed. Yesterday during those urban miles a teenage boy riding a beat up bmx saw me coming and started peddaling furiously to try and outrun me. So I rode alongside him for a while. I could tell he really enjoyed the thrill of riding fast and trying to compete. It made my journey memorable and perhaps in some why I touched his life. A good day indeed.