After the dryest July I can remember, we’ve been making up for the lack of rain in the first days of August. Really, we need the rain but it’s playing hell on my afternoon rides. This isn’t all bad I suppose, I don’t take enough time off as it is, but holy smokes, we’re getting pummelled up here.
Yesterday afternoon was a wash-out. Today, a wash-out… We’ve even got a 50/50 chance for rain tomorrow though Sunday does look promising.
Of course, next week preparations begin for the Assenmacher 100 next Saturday.
Something about three rainy days in a row that gets me feeling a little blah… Can’t quite put my finger on…
Oh yeah, no endorphin rush. Kiss it, rain.