93rd ride

Yesterday I did not ride—I had hoped to ride to Westminster Presbyterian in the evening to do my weekly data entry work, but the time we got out of 5:00 worship at Zion Lutheran, the hour was late, and my energy was nonexistent. So I decided to wait and do it after work today.

I rode to work this morning, and then after work set off for church. But partway there, the skies opened up in a ferocious torrent that attacked me savagely. I was riding on the walk, as Michelle prefers, and with the heavy rain I was unable to negotiate one sharp corner and went down (without injury). This would have been no problem whatosever—except that my cell phone, which I carried in my shirt pocket, slid out, and I didn't discover it until several hundred yards later, at which point it was raining even harder. So I decided to wait and go back for it after the rain stopped (some 40 minutes later). "Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles"—when I went back, I first was able to find it, second was pleased to see that it had not landed on the pavement to be run over by a passing car but rather was nestled safely in the grass, and third, that it seemed to be still fully operational! I praise and thank the Lord for this. I have since found, though, that there are problems with some of the keys that I use for texting (which is my primary use for it), so it is currently buried in a bowl of rice, from which I hope to retrieve it back to normal tomorrow.

But in the meantime, I was able to ride 7 miles today, though rather slowly due to the weather conditions, finishing in 48 minutes.