Lovely ride in today. TV said 30F, but I didn't see any frost anywhere, and I didn't notice any breeze 'til walking around the building. Just two mornings ago, I was riding in in a light rain in shorts. Today I slipped the balaclava into the bag just in case--didn't need it, though. Altogether nice.

Going over the bridge--part of the two miles or so of noticeable VC-ing on my ride--a car in the center lane gave me a couple of toots as it passed. It didn't seem to have any anger or frustration behind it, though, and I was riding absolutely textbook--in the right tire indent of the right lane, hi-viz Showers Pass jacket, steady red tail light and red blinky above doin' the wild thang, plus various reflective bits on pedals, shoes and tires. It was almost as though it was a kind of, "Nice job!" sort of thing. It took me a second to get the automatic "F**K OFF!" out of my head to realize it though.

Imagine! Me thinking the best of someone and giving them the benefit of the doubt!

I must be coming down with something...