Yelled (backed up by the cyclist behind me) at a car that tried to turn left onto Masonic from Fell while the bike light was green, which was surprisingly empowering and kind of awesome. The car somehow still felt we (us two plus more cyclists in the rear, and joggers sprinkled in the mix) were in the wrong and honked angrily. So that was a nice start to the ride.

Decided to ditch the gym for the long rides from now on, since I can just loop GGP to get my miles and it's (obviously) a more realistic preparation for the century. Mild hills, extensively consistent grades, and very surprising gusts once I hit the ocean. Pleased with my pace, considering I still have two months to train.