Here at the California Avenue station, the train seems to have missed the station platform by some yards. I had a client not far from here so I was able to actually "bike to work" and then later in the evening to karate practice, as usual, where I heard some dads talking about "bike to work day", but I don't think they did. This is my commuter, beater bike, not that I have any other bikes. This one serves me well even though it's getting hard to find replacement parts. Someone stole my ugly seat last month outside of the San Francisco public library. It was pockmarked with gel leaking through the cover so I can't see why they wanted it. I had to special order the downtube, so maybe that's why. They probably had their seat stolen, too. So now I have a nice new one which looks much better so I don't have to feel like a homeless hobo.

My finished bike. Krystal got a great idea to cover the bikes with pink camo tape. We found some curley ribbons to add to the streamers, put camo tape on my basket too. I have light up wheel spokes and a pink horn as well. Check out the gel padded seat too! My bike rules.