Rain

So it wouldn't have been that long ago when I wouldn't have bothered to get on my bike with any possibility of rain. Today was different. Dave, Elizabeth and I rode to Fairfax and back. And we got wet. Surprisingly, the wet was a lot less annoying than wind, it actually turned out to be a really nice ride. Trying to attack on windy, wet roads is exciting, to put it mildly. Every corner I was sure I was going to go down, but I didn't. I remember watching Lance win the 1993 World Championships, watching him fall all over the course. It was fun to think of that while I'm trying to hold off Dave from getting my wheel.

It's been a memorable week; A mostly good election, some good rides, a newly discovered mtb obsession. Good Times.