2/1/09

Had me a good funk on, so I shook myself off, grabbed the bike and headed up. Up past the National Palace to Psycho Squirrel. Rested two minutes, then back down. (Max speed going down was 32.1 mph before I started hitting the brakes) And then back up one more time. I should have gone for three, but the bus and bike traffic had increased exponentially and I thought it prudent to take myself home. The one bus that semi-turned into me wasn't really THAT close. It missed me by at least two inches.