Ride home Tuesday was interesting - saw 3 other cyclists. Didn't manage to catch up to two of them before they turned off my route, but I passed the third on my way home. As I approached from the back I could see that he was on an old steel bike, and as I got closer I realized that it was a vintage Allez that was parked at the rack at my office that day. Nice bike - a bit worn looking, but pretty sweet. We chatted for a minute as I passed him. He's new to the commuting game, and a bit out of shape. We were riding on a sorta curvy country road. A car drove up behind us so I pulled ahead of him to make way for the car, wished him a good night, and took off. Wish I'd thought to ask him where his commute takes him to, or his name - he works in my building (along with about 900 others) but I don't think I've ever run into him in the office before. Anyway, that's truly the first interaction I've had with another commuter on my ride in 15 months (total, not continuous) of commuting to this office.

Ride was nice that night; the computer battery died so I was free of the tyranny of the cadence. Haven't yet replaced it, so ride in was similarly free. I found myself drifting mentally this morning,though. Good thing traffic was light due to tomorrow's holiday. I'm getting spoiled by the moderate temps - dare not hope they stick around for the rest of the summer!