I went out for a bike ride after work today. Unfortunately, me wishing
really hard was not enough to keep the giant thunderstorm away. It
rolled in while I was starting my laps of Hains Point and, instead of
going to hide in the bathroom, I decided to keep riding. I know this was
stupid, but wow it was exciting. Thank goodness for my sunglassess --
the rain was coming so hard it would've probably hurt to have it hitting
my eyes directly. In my second lap (I know, I know, to do one lap in a
thunderstorm is foolish, to do two? Is there even a word for how
un-fore-thoughtful it was?) I ended up going through a flood of the road
where my shoes were completely submerged during the bottom part of the
pedaling.
Needless to say, I got a little wet.
However,
I didn't start getting dirty until the rain let up while I was riding
home, and then I got really dirty. Stripe up my back, mud on my shins,
dirt on my helmet??
Now, I'm sitting warm and dry in my house
with that wonderful exercisey radiant body heat feeling listening to the
storm rage outside and totally happy that I went out, even though it
was dumb.
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