Dear Mother Nature,
I began riding again last week. Put in some good miles, had some great rides, really enjoyed myself. You blessed me with some great weather over my four days off. And then I worked for three days (I look forward to these three days every week- not complaining). Following my three days of labor, you decided to have fun with me again.
You have thrown an intolerable mix of cool weather and soaking rain, two things that as a cyclist, I am ill-equipped to deal with (even with my best wool jersey and "waterproof" shell). This is so wrong. Either give me a nice two weeks of weather so I can work the kinks out and really kick some butt on the bike- or give me foul weather all the time so I can get used to it, suck it up, and be a man (or a softly crying baby depending on my mood).
Anyway, my dearest Mother Nature, please keep me in mind when you throw your next low pressure system towards Damascus. I would really just like to ride my bike in unchanging conditions for a while. No more of the false hope stuff please.
Yours (quite literally) truly,
Steve
P.S. Oh... and thank you for making Saturday sunny with a high in the 50s.
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