I’m still here (I think). I have survived the 2009 Swine Flu outbreak as well as the massive storm that pushed through our region last night and tragically blew the lid open on the recycle container (it’s attached with a hinge… I’ll survive).
Have we become a society of Chicken Littles?
Saturday, Rosanna and I spent the morning with Dustin and Elizabeth on the Montlake Cut, watching the Windermere Cup. UW schooled them all, sweeping every race. Although it drizzled for most of the day and we had to leave a tad early to beat the opening of the bridge, it was a ton of fun and we love hanging out with those two. Her parents are pretty rockin’ as well.
Sunday I was able to hit up a decent solo ride in the sun. started with arm/knee warmers but by midway I needed to take them off. It was such a beautiful day. Lots of families out riding their bikes together, headed out for picnics on Lake Washington. A very pleasant day. I put a few hard efforts in but made sure I kept it easy, just keeping it a fun day. Rosanna and I had a stay at home date night with blue cheese burgers on the grill, french fries, wedge salad, margaritas and lazily watching the dogs play down in the grass as we relaxed in our courtyard. Ro fell asleep next to my crackling fire pit while I finished building the BMC back into a fully functional Death Star… I mean Bicycle. We made it in before the clouds completely covered the sky and the drizzle fell.
Monday was a day I should have looked at the weather forcast before I road rode my bike into work. While it was dry and pretty warm on the way in, 4:30 brought a monsoon that didn’t play well with a fenderless bike. Oh well… It’s just water.
It’s just water unless you are a Chicken Little. Run for the hills everyone, we’re all gonna die.