Commute was good. I had been away for a couple days. Last time I had ridden at all was Friday morning so I was a little anxious to get back on the Green Monster (my name for my Trek 520).

I had a minor almost-close-call today. I was at a right-turn yield and there was a line of cars waiting to make the turn. They were waiting for traffic to clear. Usually in this case I would wait in line as (a) there is little room to the right of the waiting cars and (b) I knew they'd be focused not on me but on the traffic flowing from their left.

But for some reason this morning I was a bonehead, and I squeezed my way along between the line of cars and the curb, up until the front of the line, stopping only when I reached the front -- plainly in view of the lead car. But ... I knew then and I know now that this person was focused on the traffic to the left. Not the brightly-colored biker to his right.

When the traffic cleared and the lead car proceeded with the right yield, he was startled -- I mean he jumped !!! -- when he saw me. We never got that close ... but it could've been close.

I suppose some in this forum would blame the driver had I been squished like a bug on that road. But then again, some people in this forum always blame drivers.

I caused this problem by pushing a limit, even though I was totally within my rights. I should have waited in line given the circumstances.

I won't do this again.