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