Got a dose of Karma this morning.

Vancouver has been wrapped in fog for the last two weeks, but last night's sub-freezing temperatures left a thick coating of black ice on everything.

I was biking along on my way to work this am when I saw a dog running toward me, as if to chase me. I lauged out loud as he rounded a corner, slipped on the black ice and tumbled into a confused heap, while I pedaled steadily away.

About 4 blocks later, I myself tumbled into a confused heap as I rounded a corner and my wheels slipped out from under me. I stayed clipped in, so I'll have a nice bruise on my hip, and slid about 50 feet before coming to rest in a snow bank.

I'm beginnign to think that karma really IS a (female dog)!