I had a relatively uneventful bike commute to work. I have two wheels that need new rims so I dropped them off with Matthew Larsen, a good friend and wheel man. Later on a woman driver stopped me and complimented my seizure-inducing blinking headlight. She said she saw me coming from wayyyyy off.
I ate a smaller than usual dinner last night. I didn't get a good night's sleep. I sucked down a cup of tea and ate a Clif bar for breakfast. Then I headed out for my longest commute taking me across Rutter Parkway to Nine Mile Dam and following the Centennial Trail into town. I started seeing spots while going up the short steep climbs so I know I wasn't well hydrated. It did not help that I didn't bring a water bottle. You would think I would be smarter than that.
You would think.
I was starving by the time I got to work. I ate my bagel like a dog eats pancakes. If I tasted it, it was purely by accident.
No traffic light for 27 miles until Main and Monroe.