This AM I was riding my morning circuit. After a couple of miles I was almost dusted off the road. It was close enough that I felt the breeze. At first I was ticked then I took stock of where I was riding.

Sure enough, I was hugging the shoulder. I am constantly preaching "take the lane" and there I was, and here came the car.

Just thought I'd share my experience regarding "taking the lane".

Best regards,

Mike