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The weather has been miserable all week, over 90 degrees and generally over 65% dewpoint. Hot and steamy. It has made riding the bicycle to and from work Not Fun.
This afternoon, about 3:00, there was a bit of rain, which dropped the temperature to about 80 degrees by the time I'd left at 4:30. I kitted up in tank t-shirt and spandex shorts (don't look!) and headed out to the bike trail along the light rail. As I rode, the rain started again, a light sprinkling. Slicking down my arms, cooling my back. The coolness prompted a bit of extra energy in the metronome steadiness of my legs, up and down, round and round. Breathe, breathe, breathe, feeling the muscles bunch and extend in my quads and calves. Stopped at a light and took a swig from my water cup and started again. The sky was gray, the weeds along the train bed bobbed with the light collision of the raindrops.
The air smelled of hot concrete, dirt, ozone and rain.
This afternoon, about 3:00, there was a bit of rain, which dropped the temperature to about 80 degrees by the time I'd left at 4:30. I kitted up in tank t-shirt and spandex shorts (don't look!) and headed out to the bike trail along the light rail. As I rode, the rain started again, a light sprinkling. Slicking down my arms, cooling my back. The coolness prompted a bit of extra energy in the metronome steadiness of my legs, up and down, round and round. Breathe, breathe, breathe, feeling the muscles bunch and extend in my quads and calves. Stopped at a light and took a swig from my water cup and started again. The sky was gray, the weeds along the train bed bobbed with the light collision of the raindrops.
The air smelled of hot concrete, dirt, ozone and rain.