Sometimes the only thing you can do is laugh

Q: Why do Marines beat their heads against the wall?

A: Because it feels good when they stop.

I've never let weather limit my outdoor activities. Well, that's not strictly true. I don't play in the lightning, and hurricanes and tornados tend to make me seek hardened shelter.  Other than that I only make adjustments in clothing and preparation.

This probably comes from my background growing up in the Northwest, especially Seattle.  If you didn't play outside in the rain, you didn't play outside. And my mom wasn't going to put up with us hellions inside all day. There was all that backpacking in Boy Scouts, going to college in Montana and working summers for the Forest Service. The only thing that kept us out of the woods in northern Idaho was lightning. Of course, let us not forget all the field time in the Marines.

"There is no such thing as bad weather, only unsuitable clothing." 

 And so it was on this morning's ride. When I started out the weather wasn't that bad. Gray skies, gusty winds from the north, light rain showers.

About the halfway point God decided to test my sense of humor. I got hit with a deluge. I've come to believe God is a practical joker. If you don't laugh along, she just keeps pulling tricks until you do. This is my philosophy when I get a flat tire. I just laugh and say "good one," and go about changing the tube.

I started laughing at all the water falling from the sky. All the water spraying off my tires. All the water splashing from the passing vehicles. Vehicles full of people with concerned looks at the obviously crazy person laughing at being wet.

But she wasn't done with me yet. About 2 miles from home the skies opened up again. Big fat stinging rain drops.

Hilarious.