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.
It has now been raining non-stop for three consecutive days in Tokyo. When my alarm fired this morning, awaking me from a deep and comfortable slumber, the only other sound penetrating the walls of my bedroom was Mother Nature's wet warriors angrily pounding against my home. This is the first time this year rainy season has prevented me from taking Red Chameleon out for a stroll for this many days in a row.
Unfortunately for the second consecutive day, Tokyo is under attack from above. Wet warriors continue to descend upon the city, water purposely pounding the pavement, leaving no dry survivors in their wake.
When I laid my head down on my pillow for a few hours of deep sleep last night, it was lightly raining with no apparent intention of stopping. My alarm went off as planned at 4am, and I did not even need to leave the comfort of my bed to know how powerful the rain was pounding Tokyo.
The post-rain weather today resulted in an exceptionally mild and exceedingly comfortable temperature this morning, almost to the point where I contemplated wearing a shirt with some sleeves. I quickly erased that nonsensical thought from my nonsensical brain and rushed out the door, only to find it was lightly drizzling. I walked down the steps to the street and pondered whether I should ride or just call it quits. The sky looked like hell was about to descend upon the city, so maybe a ride was not the wisest thing to do. But a wise man I am not, and I decided a ride, even a wet one, would be better than no ride at all.
Awoke this morning to a beautiful early Monday with outstanding weather. When the door swiftly shut as I walked through it towards the garage, the temperature was perfectly mild with a slight hint of wind, and minimal humidity. The lovely climate helped increase my motivation to start the week off on the right food - no pun intended - with a metric half century, with one objective in mind: hit my weekly goal of 180k since I missed it the previous two.
It was easy to wake up this morning because even before I hit the sheets last night for a few hours of sleep I was stoked to ride. I quickly hopped outta bed, hella motivated to rock out a nice 50k ride. Even before departing, I had decided to do a full metric half century and not turn around earlier, even if I was getting pummeled with rain. Luckily the weather is absolutely gorgeous today, perfect for riding, and never once faltered.