Yesterday I did my 2nd 10 mile commute to work. As you may recall my 1st commute ended in riding 4 miles in a down pour. I was not prepared and had to have my clothes dried at work. This time I was prepared. I cycled in sandals and carried my uniform, sneakers and phone in plastic bags. The weather was extremely hot but at 5:30 in the morning was reasonable comfortable and the ride very enjoyable.
People at work, thought I was crazy for riding in such heat. I was really looking forward to the relaxing ride home. When I got my bike outside the skies were darkening and rain was imminent. As fate would have it the skies opened up 1 mile into the ride. I was prepared for cool rain showers but not the pelting golf ball size hail. I was on the 2.5 mile trail at that point and my 1 watt Planet bike headlight was ineffective. I could barely see the path and had to slow down to a crawl so as to not run off the road. I finally made it to a major road but the rain did not let up and the streets became flooding streams. There were a few foot deep puddles where I could feel my feet wading through the warm waters. I had the death grip on my handle bars. The skies remained dark as midnight, thunder and lightning were about and the rain was relentless. Needless to say I was scared for my life. My thoughts were please don't let me fall off the bike. Please don't let me get hit by a car. Please don't let me get struck by lightning. Just let me get home safe.
I was grateful to make it home safe and sound. I dried myself off, dropped the clothes in the wash and sighed with relief. It was one of the longest 10 miles I have ever done. I was proud of myself and felt more like a true commuter.
"That which doesn't kill us, makes us stronger"