Got up this morning, felt tired. Decided to go ahead and ride in because I wouldn't be able to fall back asleep anyway. Was slow moving but got out of the house at 6:15 a.m. Temp was 47 degrees and rainy.
I got to the park and ride, unloaded my bike, realized I forgot the battery to my headlight. Darn, a dark drizzly day, really wanted to be as visible as possible. Oh well, I almost glow in the dark with my irradiated carrot colored reflective vest and rear blinky light, I should be ok.
The weather changed from a drizzle to an all-out rain (Alaskan-style). My jacket is waterproof but my Firewall pants are only water resistant. However, with my little front fender and back rack, I was happy to discover I wasn't getting much road spray. I stayed warm so that was good. I'm slogging along in the rain when I start to feel like I'm going to bonk. Yeah. I then realize I didn't eat any breakfast except 1 quickly cooked scrambled egg. That is not energy food. I'm going up hills, riding briskly to keep warm. nooo enneeerggyy. I feel like a deflating balloon. I'm starting to feel grumpy when a big red truck passes me and the driver gives me a honk and a thumbs up. That made me smile and squished the grumpies. I was probably quite a sight, orange dayglow with hi-viz reflective strips, soggy and dripping, weaving up a hill. Commuters are NOT common here in the Mat Su Valley, especially in the rain. I'm unique - :)
I tried out a new route to get through Wasilla, this one is much better. Don't have to dodge vehicles turning on and off the highway. Little longer but safer and also smoother as I have been riding the sidewalks. Wasilla wins the prize for bike paths that don't connect to each other. Starts at a logical place and just ends in the middle of no-where. I don't get it.
My shoes, socks and the legs of my pants were wet by the time I got to work. At lunch I realized I'm going have to do something to dry them out or I face a wearing wet gear home. What to do, what to do. I took my little fan, put it under my desk and laid out my shoes, socks and gloves. They were dry by the end of my day. I hung my shirt, pants and undergarments in the utility closet next to my desk. Just happens that the maintenance guy shows up today, out of the blue. I have to move my bike so he can get in there and 1st thing he sees are my clothing. I could see the wheels turning in his head, wondering if someone moved in there. I explained, he understood, no problem.
The ride home was good, much drier.
I need a break from work. Why can't people be reasonable and just DO their work instead of trying to pass the buck? Then committees have to be formed to figure out WHO should do the work and what the procedure should be. Now they are "giving" us 2 computer monitors to be placed right next to each other. Able to do twice the work. yeah right, we will be google-eyed zombies.