Awareness test

On Sunday afternoon, I rode my bike for the first time this season. It turns out that I'm fat and out of shape, and nothing says, "worthless and weak" quite like the hills I can't ride.

If you'd like to see details of my ride, click here.

When I roll on surface streets, I spend a third of my time scared of motorized vehicles, and another third verbally assaulting drivers who don't bother to adjust their car's trajectory based on the presence of a large man on a bike.

(Video sent to me by my brother, Mark.)