47 w/ winds of 10-15 mph... headwind. (Yesterday had a heavenly tailwind riding home though.) The real excitement of the commute happened once I was almost to work. A little less than a mile from work (downtown DC), the traffic cop is out keeping traffic clear in two directions for a motorcade. Not a rare occurence in DC, but first I'd seen it at that spot. Had to wait 5-10 minutes.

Get to the office and realize my ID badge has fallen out of my pocket. Double back about a mile, when I'm about to just give up and beg security for a new one, when... a group of tourists asks, "Are you looking for your ID?" They'd found it on the sidewalk and were going to give it to a cop. "Crisis" averted.

I rode with a bit of a head cold, but it made me feel better to have gotten out and ridden to work this AM, contrary to wife's advice. That is to say, it made me feel physically better, not made me feel better to do something contrary to the wife's advice ;-)