Holy crap it rained cats and dogs!

I knew it was too good to be true. I got to the parking lot and as soon as I unloaded my bike the rain started to sprinkle down. Well, that’s not too bad a little mist never hurt anyone. It was still a nice day relatively speaking, about 70 with a slight breeze and overcast skies.

Things didn’t start off so well for me though. Not sure what happened but after the first 10 minutes or so I was exhausted! I was gasping for air. I felt like I could barely pedal and when we got to the first break I was heaving trying to catch my breath. Oh it was an ugly scene. The old guy was going to stroke out right then and there! Support car? Anyone?

That first hill seemed to wreck me! I went with some deep breaths and took small, quick sips of my Gatorade. We pushed off well before I was ready, but I took it easy and pedaled slowly, just to try and keep moving but not exert myself. In about 5 minutes I was fine as though nothing had happened. I felt like I had all my strength back. I followed the group and had no problem keeping up for the rest of the ride. Am I just not eating enough, early enough before I go out? I’ve had this happen a couple of times now. I hit this wall, and then 5 minutes later it’s gone. Or it could be that I’m old. Nah, can’t be that, must be the food thing.

But anyway, back to the rain. Those clouds which started with a sprinkle in the parking lot decided to dump buckets down on us! We were about 20-25 minutes into the ride and it started coming down and kept coming down for the rest of our time out there. Sometimes it was a mist, sometimes a downpour.

I had to laugh as I had become that cyclist I marveled at many times before. Anytime I see someone cycling or running in the rain I first have to commend them on their dedication. Then I have to mock them for the very same reason. "It’s pouring, what the hell are you doing out here?" Now, I was that guy. Pedaling along in soaking wet clothes, splashing through puddles and I saw that same look on other people’s faces as I went buy. "It’s raining outside, what the hell are you doing out here?"

You know what the worst part of riding in the rain is? It’s not the squishy socks, or the wet gloves or the funny sound Spandex bike pants make as they rub against you and the seat. It’s the rooster tail of water from the guy in front of you! You do your best to keep pace with the group and what do you get as a reward? A face full of rubber flavored water. Delicious! Can I have some more please sir? There are some other flavors in there but we’re not going to discuss that.

Even though it was raining the ride was great. I was so excited to get back out there and be on the road. I did spend some time talking with Steve about what sort of bike I should buy next. There are a slew of considerations for something like that. What do you mean I can’t just buy the blue one? Man, biking can be complicated. Really, I thought you just needed to pedal…

Of course, it’s not raining now is it?! Nooooo!

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