Played tag with the thunderstorms on my usual mental health ride trajectory after work, 10 miles to Lexington Center and back. The storms were just to the North of the Minuteman for much of the ride, booming and flashing and kicking up wind. While I was up in Lexington, they rolled through Arlington, so that when I returned the streets were streaming and the drains were gurgling, and all the noise had moved South, but nothing was falling. Nothing like donner und blitzen to keep the pace up, it was a quick one.
Jim, don't know about the philosophy of it, but I saw a young woman commuting on her bicycle in a sun dress who was... memorable.
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