Before I get too far into this, I want you to know that I actually LOVE rain. We don’t get much of it during the summer in north Texas, so any little bit is more than welcome.
That doesn’t stop me from being a whiny baby about it, especially when it comes during my ride times. Sure, I ride my bike in the rain all the time – but I don’t like it. I don’t like the lack of control or visibility. I don’t like the discomfort it brings when I’m not prepared. I’ll stick it out if it’s a sprinkle, but if the clouds seem threatening, I’ll seek cover and pass on the ride.
Being the selfish bastard that I am, I’ll go through a series of emotions ranging from anger, sadness, disappointment and even a slight depression – all just for missing out on a ride. These are some of the same emotions that I go through during the winter months, when I ride less frequently. It’s hard to describe, but if you really enjoy riding, I hope you would understand.
These emotions come over me in twice. The first is an immediate reaction to the foul weather and having to cancel out on something that you were anticipating. Any parent would know this feeling, not getting enough private time with their spouse. The second is how I feel towards myself for giving up on the ride. Lots of people in rainy climates ride in this all the time, without thinking twice about it. Why the heck can’t I cycle-up (I dislike the term ‘man-up’) and get out in it? I feel like a big ol’plate of FAIL.
Then I remember days like this:
I suppose we all pick our battles and I guess mine is the Texas heat. I really don’t mind cycling in 100+ degree temperatures. What’s funny, is that when I’m riding on those days, all I do is wish for rain.