… DENSE fog tho’ not so much once in town, coming home.
In the parking lot a fellow employee greeted me admiring the wheelbrightz … and we chatted… one part of conversation she said that when she saw me on church street, it alerted her that hey, bikes are *everywhere.* And that while I’ve got the lights (and though she didn’t say it, while I’m taking the lane)… other folks won’t be but … look out for them.
So then I’m toodling down Race and a youngish lady on sidewalk says “howdy!” and I howdy back and she says fast-like (in that way when you knkow I’ll be out of earshot in a second or two) “I saw you last night.”
Possibly she was the one who passed me on the green bike with the pink handlebars (whom I *think* is the same person who passed me outbound in the morning) who noted that “You carry a lot of weight on that!” and I said in my best Hulk imitation, “And it makes me STRONG!!!” (Hey, this mornign I was singing my “Stalled out at the traffic light of love” song in the lab… must be the season…)
Or not 😉 I think a lot of people saw me…