107th ride

Today was a considerably lighter ride than I like to do. I rode to work this morning, and they were forecasting showers, "possibly heavy," at midday and in the afternoon. At noon, I was hopeful of getting in a long ride home, as there were clouds, but also a lot of sun. However, by the time I left at 2:30, it had gotten a lot darker, and the skies in the west looked quite ominous. So, trying to use discernment and good judgment, when I neared the point where I'd have to decide between riding directly home or going to Saline, the winds were beginning to gather, faint rumbles of thunder could be heard in the distance, and "raindrops were falling on my head' (helmet)—"but that didn't mean my eyes would soon be turning red ..." So I decided to cut it short and head home, and, as in confirmation of that decision, the rain began to fall harder thereafter. So this gave me a meager day's ride of 5.6 miles in 35 minutes.