Headed out to Mid Ohio around 8:30 am Saturday for the 70 mile ride with buddies Mike and Al.
GOT HAMMERED the entire way by the most furious monsoon rain-rape I've ever experienced. And this is from the crazy kid who used to rush out into thunderstorms on his bicycle, got soaked and smacked and kept doing it.
All my friends awaiting the ever-delayed Monsoon in India, I'm sorry, but it made a detour through Columbus!
*Everything was wet*.
Wetter than a deep sea fish taking a shower in the Marianna Trench.
Wetter than a tiny drop amongst the billions that cascade down the Niagara Falls.
The soul was soaked!
The bo###cks were akin to a pair of poached eggs (pardon the expression).
The water seeped through my skin and diluted my blood till it was a weak pinkish lemonade.
Teeth began to chatter and the previous day had been a sweaty 95!
BUT, the important thing is that the ol'girl made it *without* a hiccup. Not a cough, not a sneeze, just powered through with gusto through the endless wall of water. And this is with points ignition!
Everyday, the mutual trust and affection between us grows and is flowering into a long term commitment