Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Email to my Dad

Hey Dad,
Rode my bike to Bettendorf last night (about 10 miles away) to go drink and play ultimate frisbee with some friends. We were having a great time until the skies openned up and it started raining like crazy. We (the people on bikes) sought refuge in a mexican resteraunt for a while. But at 9:45, already passed my nominal bedtime, it still hadn't let up. Knowing I had a very important meeting at 7AM this morning, I ended up biking three miles to a friend's house and sleeping in Bettendorf. This morning I was up at 4:15am and on my bike shortly thereafter. The rain had still not stopped, but at that point I had no choice but to pedal back to Rock Island. Made it home shortly before 5am, my regularly scheduled wake up time. So I'm forced to admit that I am flagging a bit this afternoon. But I must comment on how nice the roads were, or rather would have been without rain, at 4am. No traffic. No yelling. It was actually a great time to ride. Just next time I do it, I'm going to check the weather first.
-Tom

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