It’s a lovely day for a bike ride, so I rode mine to the bookstore this morning. By ‘lovely’ I don’t mean all sunshiny and bright as that would mean temperatures in the mid to upper 90’s – not good riding weather at all. What I mean is that the sky is gray and overcast keeping the sun hidden and the temperature 10 degrees cooler than normal. It was perfect weather for riding, and I arrived at work feeling alive and ready to face the world.
Isn’t it strange how most people prefer bright sunshiny, cloudless days. I enjoy them too, but right before a thunderstorm when the sky darkens and the wind starts whipping through my hair, is by far my favorite kind of weather. I don’t know why but thunderstorms excite and energize me. If it wasn’t for the threat of death by lightening, (and of course the excellent chance of being arrested as a pervert), I would dance naked in the pounding rain to the beat of the rolling thunder while the lightening strikes the ground all around me.
Now wouldn’t that make an interesting picture?
