This morning was nice; not too hot, not too cold.  Dan and I were cycling along Timm Road to work, looking for a fine example of the ridiculous potholes that line the bike lane.  I saw the perfect specimen on the other side of the road, one with a nice rubber tube sticking out of it (seriously).  Checked ahead, no cars. Shoulder check, no cars… Except there was one.  I did my u-turn to look at the pothole, heard a screech (it is an 80 km/h zone) and a honk and saw a bumper just missing my back tire.

To the driver, I’m sorry.  I don’t know why I didn’t see you, maybe I was tired and not paying attention, maybe I was distracted by the shiny thing (aka the pothole), point is, I didn’t.

Also, thank you for being attentive.  This is all I’ve been thinking about this morning. The what if.