"Never judge a day by its weather. Sunshine is uplifting; rain, nourishing; wind, exhilarating; snow, cleansing; hail, stimulating. Any weather is better than none."
-- author unknown
This optimistic quote appeared in my inbox this morning, courtesy of Adventure Cycling's Bike Bits newsletter (which anyone who likes bikes should immediately < a href="http://www.adventurecycling.org/bikebits/index.cfm" target="_blank">sign up for</a>, toot sweet!). But it just served to remind me, however, how soft I've gotten after living in San Diego for two years.
Case in point: last night, channel 6's Aloha Taylor warned me that impending rain that was going to hit the county. Now I've ridden in the rain plenty of times. Like the quote above suggests, I find it kind of nourishing. But lately, I'm beginning to think it's not such a good idea in San Diego. The roads get super slick from all the oil that hasn't been washed off and, quite frankly, people out here don't know how to drive in the rain. I'd feel safer riding in a snow storm in Boston.
So I postponed plans to commute to work. This morning I awoke to clouds in the distance. Flipping on the TV, I couldn't find Aloha (who, incidently, named her daughter Taylor. Hmm...Do you think her daughter's full name is Taylor Taylor?), so I listened to Chrissy Russo on channel 5 tell me that the rain wouldn't come until later today. She seemed truly excited by this, bouncing around the set and pointing her legs out in a sort of slow-mo version of Elaine's dance from Seinfeld .
Thanks to Chrissy, I hopped on my bike and headed for the train station. (Chrissy, incidentally, when asked who she'd want to be stranded on a deserted island with, replied "[David Duchovny for obvious reasons | http://www.fox5sandiego.com/pages/anchor_reporter_bios]." What reasons, exactly? His monotone voice or his admitted addiction ? There's a Lost plot thread waiting to happen.)
Fast forward to now. Rain's comin' right? So I made arrangements to get picked up from work at 7:15 by Emmy. I'll stay later, get some work down, stay dry. Well...Chrissy! Aloha! Where's my rain?!? It's bone dry out there. If I get lapped in my next bike race because I skipped a day of riding I'm holding both of you responsible. This was supposed to be Big News! Sigh...it wasn't like this back when Brick Tamland was doing weather.
And now I have to live with the fact that I've turned into a weather riding wuss. Gol-durnit!