WHEN FATE INTERVENES.

If I hadn't been so tired today, I might have witnessed this.

A guy riding a recumbant on my favorite biking trail was killed when he failed to yield/stop at a crossing and was struck by a pickup truck. More than half of the crossings are at intersections where there might not be a lot of traffic but what there is is high speed, and the usual redneck speeding in a pickup truck only exacerbates the chances of getting killed.

If I had seen that or had come upon it, it would have sickened me beyond belief. I am very saddened by this and can't help wonder if he might have been someone I saw on a regular basis.

So now I don't feel so guilty that I was too tired to bike and run today and instead opted for a nice swim instead.