My kinda commute from last night: our team was having a CX clinic, I biked the 16 miles to the park during rush-hour. It was a steamy 90F afternoon, sweat running off the bill of my cap.

My time at the CX clinic was mostly changing two flats (grrr).

The ride home was the exciting part, lighting was starting to flash as we wrapped up the clinic. I met a new team member that was riding home to the same area as me and he didn't know the route well, so we rode together. I was riding hard, I'm a little freaked out about lightning. I was setting a high pace (and on CX tires), he was riding my wheel for the draft. At one point I dropped him (and he's a Cat 2 rider... recovering from an injury). About a mile from splitting off, the skies opened up, it was sheets of rain. I was soaked to the bone in no time. It felt good, it's been so hot. The ride home reminded me of many crazy, stormy rides to/from the office.

I miss my daily commutes and posting here. I still get tons of rides and miles, but I'm turning into a fair-weather rider.