Last night I had a stupid fall, got my tire caught in some trolley tracks on the detour I have to take because they *still* haven't resurfaced the torn-up stretch of my primary route!

Just some bruises and abrasions on my left elbow and a sore left hip, and the incredible embarrassment of tripping over my own feet, so to speak, in the middle of a crowded urban street.

So this morning's ride was especially welcome, a chance to work out the kinks and the stiffness. The thick morning fog burned off as I rode, and it got sunny for a while until the humidity closed back in and the skies went gray again.

And I saw a road crew starting work on the resurfacing job. There is hope.

I feel much better now.

RichC