wet to drizzle to pour-izzle.

i just returned from my saturday ride...it started off with wet roads into some drizzle into a solid rain. most people would say i'm an idiot for riding in the wet weather...but damn, usually this time of year we're hoping that the day time high is above zero. so, 40 degrees and rain felt like a dream. i cloverleafed around our house to never get too far away from home, but rode for a couple of hours at a perfect base heartrate. 11 training hours (80% riding outdoors) for the week with one day to go...not bad for january.

now the fun continues with a trip to wollershime for the port debut party followed by great eats and drinks at r and c's. not bad at all...

while i was out riding, i kept thinking about how humans are really a peculiar lot. drama, politics, and weirdness seem to increase with age. i always thought that maturity meant something other than it really does. at the office, in personal lives...it seems that discretion has been replaced with secrecy. and secrets can be very hurtful.

can't we all just shoot straight?