Thursday, 15 September 2016


While not the path to absolute happiness, I think that accepting that something you don't want to happen is about to happen is one to relative happiness. This applies to hills, sprints, crosswinds, and of course, rainy commutes.

I'm a big fan of BOM, my mate Steve Duggan works there, and I know that weather systems are complex things and thus forecasting rain is difficult. That said, I put some trust in the forecast and ended up with regret.

You see, this morning the forecast suggested some early rain that would clear during the day. Come roll out time the clouds were at bay, so I grabbed the CX bike. Yep, sure I got to work bone dry (bar some mud from getting squirmy on singletrack), but then it rained, and rained, and just kept on bloody raining. Eventually at home time I had to resign myself to a wet arse, and just get out there.

I think that was the right choice. Accepting it didn't make me happy, but I would have been downright miserable if I'd held on the the hope of a completely dry day.

D: 17.9km
A: 151m

PMPW: 89kg

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