I was riding on the wind this morning; nice tailwind, I flew. I really lucked out with the conditions since I was incredibly sore and achey from working on the basement all weekend-didn't think I'd even have the strength to get out of bed. Stopped to check on a homeless guy at the foot of one of the bridges near the airport; he was lying in the path and didn't even appear to be alive. I turned around, stopped about 11 feet from him and shined my headlight. When he finally woke up I asked him if he was ok, he said he was and slowly pulled himself together. I think he was sleeping one off. The rest of the ride was uneventful and I think it actually helped to alleviate some of my aches and paines.