Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow creaps at this petty pace from day to day ...
Here I was enjoying a sunny afternoon, one eye on the clock to where the LBS promised my bike would be ready. If I finished my housework by then I could walk to the shop and ride home.![]()
Well, almost done with the housework with 2 hours to go, but those "extreme thunder storm warnings" that looked so improbable an hour ago ...? They were accurate.What a thrill to hear that thunder roll and the rain pour down! It's almost tropical. And very refreshing as I air out the newly cleaned apartment. But it does mean waiting another day to pick up the bike. I mean, here the bike will be fresh oiled and tuned. What a waste to gunk it up on a 6-mile ride through storm muck on ordinary city streets I walk every day already. But tomorrow, tomorrow, I'll love ya if your weather forecast holds.
Oh, and I'm sore from spin class today anyway. A good tough endurance ride and learned all about schnoodles from my "ride partner" on the next bike over.



What a thrill to hear that thunder roll and the rain pour down! It's almost tropical. And very refreshing as I air out the newly cleaned apartment. But it does mean waiting another day to pick up the bike. I mean, here the bike will be fresh oiled and tuned. What a waste to gunk it up on a 6-mile ride through storm muck on ordinary city streets I walk every day already. But tomorrow, tomorrow, I'll love ya if your weather forecast holds. 
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