The evening was chilly and the streets were wet, but the clouds stayed closed for the evening. After we had our fill of wine and olives, we parted ways. My odometer read thirteen by the time I got home and put my beloved Ross in its window parking spot.
Ride two of week two was fifteen miles long in all, and pretty dang damp. I started at home, as usual, and rode to work. From there, I rode to the Ride With GPS headquarters for the WTF bike industry happy hour. WTF doesn't stand for what you think it does, it means Women-Trans-Femme. I was early and was a small but rowdy bunch.
I put my very wet rainsuit back on and headed out into the dark wet again, this time to meet with chess club. I'm not very good at the game but I sure do like it. After a few great games, I retired back to the streets for yet another pleasant ride. It was dry by then but quite windy, as me and my three speed tooled through back alleys to find a new way home.
Ride three of week two of the challenge took me three very wet miles from home to a Ping Pong party at a friend's. The host didn't want my dripping wet steed dripping inside for a photo near the Ping Pong table, so instead I captured the garage parking spot, next to my friend's posse of sweet road bikes. The ride home was also rainy, and featured heat lightening that turned the sky teal for just a few quick seconds.