I woke today to the sound of heavy showers outside, never helpful for waking up. When it rains in the mornng, I can think of nothing better than sleeping in. Still I rose and took a peek outside. The weather, I decided, could go either way. I saw showers in the back of Manoa, but that is par for the course. I got ready.
A couple of times while dressing and preparing to leave I heard another passing shower, but I kept at it. My big concession was to stuff an extra shirt in my rack trunk – just in case.
Five minutes later than normal I was out the door and on my bike. The streets were amazingly dry given the very recent rain – puddles yes, but there were dry patches everywhere. The wind was blustery, but didn’t seem to be reaching to the ground, content it seemed, to play in the treetops lit by a very full moon.
All in all I had a lovely ride and am glad I decided it would be all right. It would have been so easy to roll over and get an extra half hour of sleep and drive in, but I rode. Good on you, Bob!
Aloha!
Slower, cheaper, less useful…