some notes for my next bike ride

Restock my handlebar bag with the following:

~ new inner tube
I used the inner tube that was in my handlebar bag when I changed last week's flat.

~ lip stuff and sunscreen
The sun has become more intense over the past couple days, and I can feel its affects on my skin.

~ contact case with spare contacts, mirror, and contact wetting solution
I always wear protective lenses when I ride. In addition to keeping trail dust out of my eyes, my glasses also catch my contacts when they get dry and flip out of my eyes. It's finally time to add more eye-related supplies—wetting solution for when my eyes get dry, spare contacts and a mirror for when my contact hits the bike path or road, which has happened.

~ small notebook and pen
Crucial equipment for jotting down license numbers when rednecks drivers in cars harass you, such as yesterday. I was minding my own business IN A BIKE LANE, when I encountered a funeral procession. If I had been in a car, I would have pulled over until the procession passed, as the law requires. But I was on a bike, so I stopped, then crept slowly, respectfully along. The guy in the black SUV behind me? He kept driving along on River Road, at 35 mph, passing me. He pulled into the bike lane so he could give the funeral procession wider berth, then slammed on the brakes right in front of me. WTF???? I yelled, "Hey! Watch out!" as I swerved into the curb to avoid being hit by his truck. Dude yells back at me to get off the road, which I DO NOT TOLERATE. I reminded him loudly that I am in the bike lane. He screamed back, "Yeah, well what do I have?" Me: "You have a lane. Stay in it." To which I got a harassing revved engine and a "Fuck you bitch!" Adreneline pumping, I let it go. Here's the other thing he has: 2 tons of truck. Oh, and anger.