|Peace out man!|
I don't know why I didn't pack my long stretchy cycling pants or my rain booties - I guess I based my clothing decisions on a weather forecast that wasn't aimed at Camrose on Sunday. For some odd reason I did pack my helmet rain cover and at least I was spared cold rain water dripping down my back. The bandana also soaked up some of the frigid rain drops and my yellow cycling jacket did an okay job of protecting me. My cycling friend Molly told me that if I put my cycling jacket into the clothes dryer, the heat would help reactivate the jacket's rain - repelling qualities.
As the day wore on, I was losing feeling in my hands and fingers and shifting became a bit of a challenge. I found myself wobbling across the paved shoulder every time I reached down to shift and I inadvertantly sliced a few worms in half as my skinny road tires acted like large rolling pizza knives. Lyn, another MS Tourist,informed me that worms have the ability to regenerate themsleves when cut in two. So I contented myself with the idea that I was actually expanding the worm population and doing my part in the environmental domain.