Nice ride, quick and not too cold. Nothing spectacular.

Last evening's ride home is a different story.

I was on my ride home yesterday when I saw a car in the bike lane ahead of me. I start to fuel up on that righteous indignation that only cyclists can feel, but quickly realize that it is there because two people are pushing it. As I pull around to pass I see that the two women pushing aren't doing so well. One is rather overweight and wheezing and the other has a bandage from giving blood.

I ask if they need help and hand the larger one my bike to guide while I push the car. The smaller one quickly realizes that I don't need her help to push the little car, so she jumps in to steer while I power it the rest of the way (~1/2 mile) to the gas station. After a bit the woman with my bike catches up and I ride off. That's right, I was able to push a car faster than she was able to walk.