This holiday is not just the standard Independence Day celebration for my family, but also a date honoring my dad’s birthday. In particular, 2021 is a milestone for my father, hitting his eighty year mark! While I really wanted to travel to the United States to join the festivities in person, tough Japanese COVID-19 travel restrictions prevented me from flying to Washington state to spent some quality time with the family.
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When I hit the sack last night a torrent of water was falling down upon my balcony, but I expected it to let up sometime in the middle of the night, allowing me to hop on my S-Works Aethos at 5am and do somewhere in the neighborhood of 35-50k. Those hopes were dashed when I awoke at 4:15am only to find the rain had either not stopped, or decided to blanket the city with more terror.
Sunday July Fourth ironically marks the fourth consecutive day of rain in Tokyo, and thus by extension, without a single revolution of Red Chameleon's crank. She, like me, has been sitting indoors anxiously awaiting the very moment we can roll out on the tarmac and get some exercise. Rainy season this year is not merely a nuisance like normal, but is turning into a fully fledged monster.
The rain was ostensibly supposed to stop sometime around midnight, allowing the pavement to slowly dry over the course of the next few hours. Instead, it turned out to be a nonstop late night of mother nature emptying her tear ducts over Tokyo. When I awoke at 4am to check the weather situation, I looked out the window only to see the rain continuing to beat down my neighborhood. With that, I headed back to sleep and decided to wait it out a bit, all to no avail.