The weather here has sucked lately. It has been raining hard for the past few days so flooded streets today came as no real surprise. My roommates and I were all out on the front porch watching the water race down the sidewalk and joking about the weather. When someone brought up ” Why do runners run in the rain? We let the conversation trail off. But once I got inside, the insanity set in and an idea formed. I asked my roomie Mel, “how about we race our bikes to the lake?” And for some odd reason she said yes. [newline]
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So a few minutes later we pushed out bikes out into the flood swollen roads. It only took a few blocks and several car parts floating by for us to see the flaws in our plan. The water was now surging up past our axles and with every rotation of the pedals our feet dipped below the fast moving surface.
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We rode for about five miles before self preservation instincts forced us home. While sitting in the living room all giggles and wet socks we lubed our bikes and waxed poetically about playing in puddles as kids. The fun memories and the ensuing colds.
Maybe next time we will stop and splash in a puddle or two.
