GPS routed me onto a very pretty bike trail where i saw many ducks.

It wasn't as nice as the rail back home since the noise of the stroad was omnipresent. Still, it was the first time I've been in nature at all for weeks. In one section of it, you ride behind a bunch of people's backyards, and a tiny little guard dog chased after me. I don't think it coulda attacked me while I was up on that bicycle, but I didn't want it getting caught in the spokes so I went full speed ahead to get away. Barely outpaced the poor thing as its owner tried impotently to call it back; I somewhat suspect that it was just trying to scare me and let me escape its wrath.

It was so adorable, I wish I could have gotten a picture.