Today after school, I had to run an errand downtown. It had been mostly hot, muggy and miserable. Now you might ask yourself "then why does he ride?" and the answer is truthfully it is a matter of personal pride. If I can't say that I ride in almost all conditions, then I can't count myself as a Rider. Anyways, I got done around 3pm and jumped up on I-65 to beat it home real quick. About the Watterson Expressway exit the temperature dropped almost 30 degrees and I started seeing black clouds. I knew that the only thing to be done here was to ride straight into the storm and let Ma Nature go right ahead and unleash hell on me. I passed my Okolona exit and headed Alice for I-265... I rode into the spray of rain which felt awesome, and even enjoyed the lightshow sparking around me. Good tunes were on the radio and I didn't hardly notice the static from lightning. I felt at one with Alice and my surroundings there on the Snyder. It was a perfect end to a day.
