So THAT'S Where I Put MY Mojo!

South Lake Union looking at downtown

Today was a little better on the bike. Where I didn't even hit 20 mph yesterday, I averaged 22.6 today. And it's a good thing too. I was asked rather unplolitely to pull over by a traffic cop on a three wheeled vehicle over by Lake Union. Uh, no. I'm sorry I will not stop sir. I will accelerate faster than your little Big-Wheel Tricycle. At the most, I was going 2 mph over (25 mph zone) and I'm not paying $100 bucks for this. Besides there's almost zero chance of him catching me especially when I was so near the trail where he couldn't go.

But about 18 miles later, near Lake Forest Park, they had 3 cops on mountain bikes with radar guns and a car (that I couldn't see yet) up the road. I blew past the mountain bikers (I hope they didn't try- but I didn't look back) and never had a chance to see the car. I absolutely floored it. I mean, heart rate pumping around 195 and I'm breathing lactate (literally). I had about 3/4 of a mile on the raod before I got back to the trail. I made it but barely. What was he gonna do ram me?