Ok...wow...stories...like many of you...I could do this thread over and over...but here is a good one...

One of my goals is to ride a metric century in every state (10 down, 40 to go)...my "rules" around the ride...has to be an "organized" or charity ride, must have a distance of at least 60 miles (so many get that 100 km thing wrong), it must provide a t-shirt (you gotta have proof of doing it!) and, the state that it "counts" for is the state that it starts in (several of my rides have been into multiple states, but, it is where they start that counts).

So, while living in NE, I was desperately trying to find a ride for Rhode Island. Finally, I found one...Miles for Megan...a charity ride for a little girl that battled Leukemia...beating it twice before finally succumbing to the disease. She was one tough little lady, wish I had met her...but...the story part...

As I am driving down to this ride, a two hour drive, it is raining...and I do not start a ride in the rain...might finish one, but not start one...I hate riding in the rain. So, mentally, I am preparing myself to turn in my donations and head back north. But, about 5 miles before I get there, the rain stops. Ok, mentally again, this is not good...I cannot justify not starting, but I know it is going to rain more (ugh) and I am already checked out of riding. But, I get there, it is not raining...so off we go. The entire 100K route goes without a hitch...it does not rain a drop on me. I am the LAST (yes, LAST) finisher...only about a dozen people did the 100K...and...when I finish, no rain. We get lunch, no rain, and head home.

Believe it or not...5 miles out from the starting area, it is raining again...and has been. I talk to my wife on the phone, she asks where I have been...told her I was riding...she said how, it has been raining all day! It rains on me for the entire drive back home. The next weekend, I am back down in Rhode Island for a swap meet, about 15 miles from the area of the ride. One guy comments to me that "it is a good thing that this is not last weekend"...I ask him why? He says "it would have rained out this swap meet...it must have rained 2" last Saturday!"

At this point, it is spooky...I swear that Megan reached down from heaven...and declared that "it will not rain on my ride!" And...I am glad she did!