Marco and Laura, what are you up to? With new data from a flyover reconnaissance flight this afternoon the hurricane tracking models all freaked out and said, "Shit, this is too complicated. Let's just send both hurricanes straight to New Orleans. That's where they usually go anyway."
It's looking like it will be a pretty interesting start to the week. If there's a silver lining to these dark clouds, at least the storms are still supposed to keep moving and not get much past Category 1 status. Then again, everything could change with the next model run, or the one after that. We should be able to get in rides as usual tomorrow morning, but by Sunday afternoon all bets will be off, and it'll probably be a pretty soggy few days punctuated by hurricane-level winds.
Guess it's time to charge up the batteries, bring in the lawn furniture, and decide which Strava segments will be ripe for new wind-assisted KOMs.
This morning's ride was surprisingly nice. It was a little cooler than it's been lately, and I guess the humidity must have been down as well, because I could swear I felt sweat actually evaporating a couple of times. The Giro was fairly easy, as summer Giro Rides go, so afterward I stopped for a Coke with Pat and Steve and we headed out to the lakefront bike path for some bonus miles. I guess I should have picked up something to eat, because by the time we were back to Lakeshore Drive I was starting to feel a little bonky. Fortunately, it was mostly tailwind all the way back.
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