Some days I question my own sanity. Today is one of those days.
Usually, I don't like to start a ride outdoors if it's raining. If it starts raining after I'm already on the road, then fine, I'll gut through it. Rule 5 for me has limits.
For my lunchtime rides at work, if it's not raining bad I'll opt for riding off-road. If it IS raining hard, I'll skip it and do some time on the trainer at home.
Today, I just decided to do it anyway. After the first 10 minutes, it just doesn't matter anymore, right? I mean, wet is wet. What, are you gonna get MORE wet?
All those puddles and low spots that had finally dried out were full again, though thankfully the ground has had a chance to firm up, so it wasn't a total slog-fest.
Glasses got relegated to the pocket within 2 miles. Gloves were dripping by the time I got to 30 minutes.
After the ride, I put all the wet clothes into a plastic bag and then into my gym bag. I think that now weighs 20 pounds.
Hopefully my shoes will dry by tomorrow.