on the other hand
I just returned from the best bike ride. Ever. I love riding in the rain. I have no gear, and by that I mean I have nothing even remotely rainproof and only my front breaks are working right now... But, that just makes it more adventurous. I love the rain when there's no place to be. And it's very liberating just getting soaked. What do I care if my hair gets wet? Who am I to get upset over soggy pants? This is perhaps the best thing about terminal unemployment.
The lovely grey light, the hushed sounds of the busy streets, raw cold hands and that lovely misty rain soothing my tired red eyes - so wonderful it gives a bit of a heart ache. Life is gross, but boy howdy, is it enjoyable every once in a while.
The lovely grey light, the hushed sounds of the busy streets, raw cold hands and that lovely misty rain soothing my tired red eyes - so wonderful it gives a bit of a heart ache. Life is gross, but boy howdy, is it enjoyable every once in a while.
posted by ... at 9:21 AM
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While you were out riding your bike I finished the book by Jonathan Ames. Bloody funny ass humour . I think I'm in love.
Front 'breaks' you say? Devilishly clever play on words. It's the rear ones that can set you spinning on a slippery road...
Well, I don't agree with you about brakes (or breaks), the front ones are the more dangerous of the two on a wet or icy road. Slush! Get those brakes fixed!
The image of Madame Slush riding in the rain puts a very nice image in my head. I can feel those cold hands of yours. I had my own cold hands to contend with on my bike-ride home tonight. It was too late for me to see the grey light tonight (worked 'til dark), but I love that light too. Thank you for reminding me of past religions.
(thanks for coming back after a prolonged absence)
I use my front brakes most of the time, and use the rear ones for more urgent stops, combined with the front. Hasn't killed me yet.
Cycling in the rain is awesome... Some years back my (then not wife yet - or, actually, girl friend yet either), went for our first bike camping trip. It wasn't a long cycle - maybe 60 KM, but the day we were to return home, we awoke to.. rain. We talked and talked, thinking it might end, but no.
So, we cycled in the rain, like you, without raingear. Soaked, we were, but *so* alive! When I finally got home, I took a nice long hot bath to relax.
I miss those days. :-/
When I read the title of your latest post I was excited that you were going to talk about those beautiful hands of yours. Oh well.
Wow - you are *made* for Vancouver. I didn't think people like you existed :)
No.. I do like the rain too but in moderation and more as an excuse to be inside :)
OMG - I just linked to the hands guy above me. That's *hilarious*!
I looked at the link too. I feel dirty and ashamed;)
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