I had a great commute yesterday. I had tail winds both ways. The bike path is finally totally clear, but still empty of other people. Every street light was green the whole way. How cool is that?

Only bad, I dropped my bike when I was getting ready to load it into my car at the commuter lot. She's fine, no scratches or anything, but, like the scene in "A Christmas Story", I didn't say "fudge".

I saw one other cyclist. That's normal for this time of year. Soon enough, they will be out in droves, but there's something special about a lonely road.