Work has been ok. I havn't been pushing myself very much, I have to be careful. The guys have been relatively understanding about this--well, about as understanding as can be expected by a bunch of guys who can carry on a conversation by farting--Hehehe! Honestly though, they aren't all like that. But some of them really are.
This morning I chose to ride my bike to work. I was really moving down the highway when a guy in a van nearly hit me head on! It scared the #$(* out of me! I think that was the closest I've come to beining nailed my a car, and believe me, I've had some close calls. The guy simply couldn't see me. I'm not sure why. I must have been in invisible mode this morning. After I shouted "$(#* *&^!!!" at him we both continued on our way. I wish I could have taken a picture of the driver's face at that moment. He had that "I just crapped my pants" look on his face.