In a Fog

This weather is really whacky. I stepped out this morning right into the middle of a 60-degree cloud. As I rode to the levee my bare legs were immediately wet and cold, and by the time I got to the river water was already dripping off the front of my helmet. It was so wet and clammy that I came very close to retreating back to the house, but after a whole weekend off the bike I was determined to put in a few miles today.

The only other rider I saw was Joe F, and so we headed out at an easy pace. So I got in a short and wet ride, mostly at a very steady 19-20 mph. I got home soaking wet, but not too cold thanks to the warm temperature. Hey, it was the best I could do. Looks like tomorrow will be a lot better, though, and indeed the weather was looking a lot better this afternoon. One of the guys who rode Kenny B's "Tour de Bris" last weekend sent a link to his photos. Worth a look.

I had a morning meeting at the uptown campus this morning and it ended right in-between classes, so there were lots of students out on the quad going from class to class. It was great to see, really. By then the sun was out and it was warm, and I was glad that the 40 percent chance of rain never really materialized. I had thought I might have to take the shuttle bus downtown after the meeting, but instead I had a nice ride across town. Downtown, the guys on the roof were very busy and loud and it was sometimes hard to concentrate because of the noise. At one point their erector-set crane kind of folded up the wrong way while they were pulling up a big roll of cable and the thing swing down and banged against the side of the building. Oops! Good thing it didn't go through one of the office windows in the process.

Scott dropped off the most recent batch of team jerseys, shorts, etc., and so despite many years of successfully dodging the task it looks like I'll be the jersey man this time. Considering that this batch had to be ordered within a few weels after the hurricane, it's pretty amazing that Laura got it done.