Woke up this morning to a torrential down pour. Well… Not really, it was just kind of raining and a little windy. Some peanut butter toast and a few cups of coffee later I was shoving off to do a loop of Mercer Island.
There is nothing more uncomfortable than riding across the I-90 bridge in the rain. With traffic flying past at 60+ mph, the spray stings your face and permeates the best wet weather clothing. By the time I got to East Mercer I was soaked to the bone but luckily not frozen. I have found a new way to keep the hands and feet warm and somewhat dry in this weather and it involves wool socks/ plastic baggies/ shoes and neoprene booties and glove liners, latex gloves and neoprene over gloves. I did look like that little kid from a Christmas Story though when I left the house.
Worst part of the ride was getting stuck at the lower drawbridge coming home. I started shivering as it closed and damned the port for opening it even though there was NO shipping traffic! WTF? I guess they were just screwing with me.
I took a right on beach and rode up California and followed it all the way home.
I was a bit stiff and sore from yesterday. I took it super easy except up California (I was trying to warm up) and even though you would think otherwise, I had a great solo 40 miles in the rain. Sometimes it just happens.
Ride – 40 miles, route below
Bike – Windsor rain – 46-34 x 11-25
Breakfast – PB toast, string cheese coffee and water
Ride food – two small bottles nuun/ Cliff, bag of shot blocks
weight 172
nothing like road spray in the face while getting blown into the fence on the I 90 bridge. I know that feeling well…
Have enjoyed reading the blog. keep up the great writing!