i had my first real experience riding through weather today. i had ridden through short, light showers before, but nothing that would even make the wicked witch of the west sweat. today was different: today i rode half of a 140 mile trip through torrential rain and thunderstorms.

the worst part was the wind. there was a crosswind so bad at one point that the amount i had to lean the bike into it just to keep going straight made me nervous enough to pull off the interstate and wait 15 minutes at a gas station for the wind to calm down. and then there were the headwinds strong enough to make the rain sting through my leather jacket.

the rain itself really wasn’t that bad. once i made it through the five stages of grief and accepted that i’d be wet and cold for a couple of hours, it actually was kind of fun. that’s not to say that i’d do it again if i didn’t have to.