The morning ride.

I am going to have to start wearing sunscreen.  Hooray?  I guess it's good to not be always tucked into a giant bundle of fabric. Still. Sunscreen. So onerous.

Some jerk of a yuppie tried to kill me in the crosswalk today. I hate crosswalks and I hate that trails employ them.  But MOSTLY I hate that Yuppie McSelfEntitled, in his faux sportscar, yelled at me when he almost turned me into Creamy Biker Ragout with his front bumper.  The only reason he didn't is because, frankly, I expect people not to see me so I was moving slow and looking out. I am the one who is legally entitled, you jerkberry!

Mr. McSelfEntitled ruined the second half of my ride.  Well, I ruined it by dwelling on his boorish behavior.  Cars are just so frustratingly self-enclosed.  You can't hear the people in them, you can't really talk to anybody.  Ugh.  For all I know the yuppie was asking me if I wanted to take his car.

In other respects, though, it was a nice ride. I'm looking forward to the ride home tonight.