I'm absolutely loving this weather. Got a new base layer which is downright awesome. Kept me nice and comfy with just a short-sleeve jersey over it in 45 - 42 degrees. Otherwise uneventful.

During the day, on the other hand, I was coming back from a 50-miler in Prospect Park, having just fixed a flat, riding down one of the small named streets (East 12/13th St. equivalent) when some lady in a VW decided to teach the damn cyclist how dangerous roads can be. When she noticed I was keeping pace behind her (not motor-pacing, mind you), she went and accelerated, which was followed by a screeching, brake-pedal to the floor, stop for no apparent reason. I barely made it around the car and managed to blurt out a "WTH was that?" which was met with one of those "That's right" type of nods.

Every time I come to grips with and accept that there is always a certain amount of a$shole out there that I have no choice but to calmly deal with and ignore, the bar gets raised.