I was dog sitting this weekend. Brought my commuter bike with me, and rode to the store both days. On Sat, I took the long way there, a shorter way back for 14 miles. I took the longer route both ways Sun, for 18 miles. The bike rack at the store was busy! I was lucky to get a spot.

Today is a rest day. Drove the car to get ice cream, and noticed a lot of cyclists out. Got behind a really nervous guy who couldn't get his foot clipped in. I was fine waiting for him as long as it took, but he appeared to be freaking out. I felt for him. I was afraid he would fall. It was a big relief when he finally clipped in, as much for me as him! Been, there, done that!