Woohoo! This has been a turbulent week weather-wise. The Seattle area has been hosting numerous heavy buckets of water dumping squalls that last about an hour each. This makes it a challenge to ride to and from the office without getting wet. Actually, the temps are high enough (around 55-60F) to not make it that bad. I actually like the feel of rain rolling down my body. I think the heat moderating spandex and high metabolism created by all that bicycle riding makes the rain a pleasant experience. The fun part is riding faster than the clogged freeway traffic, though the looks people give me as I whoosh past them on the bike trail seems to indicate more of their sense that bicyclists are other-people, aliens with bright multi-colored skins.
I just plowed through the beginning of major downpour as I headed home today (this being the official Ride To Work day). Someone left the cake out in the rain; that is, someone broke a glass bottle on the 520 trail so a tiny glass shard worked its way into my front tire. With slick roads and a steep and curved downhill run, it was a wild ride trying to come to a stop on a flat tire without spilling onto traffic. No injuries nor falls, thank the stars. I must call Bellevue maintenance to sweep the trail.
The day is ending with a splendid splash of bright yellow sunlight high above the mixture of clouds and Olympic mountains, difficult to determine which is which. Weekend: ride around Lake Washington, maybe ride to Kent.
Speaking of Kent, John Palmer, I might pay you a short visit but I don't know where you live.
Well, any weekend but this one, I'd welcome it... but this weekend is my writing marathon, which I'm putting off by catching up on LJ.
I'm between the 167 and 84th/Central exit and James and 84th; 23240 88th Avenue, S-103 in the recently-changed apartment complex next to Chandler's Bay. (How's that for inexactitude? :-) )