What a great day! I got to spend the morning doing what I love with the one I love! Who could ask for anything more!
Our plan was to sleep in, then take a tandem ride out to Strafford and back. By the time we started to leave the house about 8:30, that plan was looking a little bit in question. As we started to mount the bike in the drive, we heard the rumble of thunder to our south. I quickly looked at radar to see where it was and what direction it seemed to be heading and decided that a ride to Strafford should be safe for the time being. Convincing Pam of that was a little different matter, but we decided to go ahead and give it a try.
By the time we got out of our drive, we started feeling a few sprinkles, and by the time we got up to Blackman Road, I had pretty much decided to do a loop of the neighborhood and circle back to home rather than risk getting Pam wet. For grins, we circled around Catholic High School, and I was headed for home when Pam decided we should go ahead and ride to Strafford based on my interpretation of the radar. I was a little concerned that the rain we had in the area was the little old pop-up shower type that could form overhead in a matter of minutes. If that happened, I figured that surely it probably wouldn’t last for long, so we could probably find shelter and wait it out rather than having to ride a lot of miles in it. After a little more discussion, we decided to go for it. And we were fine the rest of the morning. Later on, Pam said she was glad we had taken the chance.
We kind of poked along, talking about and planning for our next vacation and considered our options for marathon training around the two week trip in September and while I am on Oklahoma Freewheel in two weeks. I don’t know that we resolved anything other than that we would somehow figure it out when the time came.
We met/passed several cyclists on the road, enjoying the peaceful and quiet holiday morning. After a stop at the C-Store in Strafford, we turned toward home. Our route took us by Danforth Cemetery, which is a little country cemetery a few miles east of town. Memorial Day visitation was in full swing.
I was a little bit amused as well as touched to see all the activity out there. There were several folks there, and it was obvious that some of them took their visitation very seriously. They were set up to make the day of it, with lawn chairs and a cooler in the shade.
As we approached home, Pam decided we couldn’t stop until we had reached 30 miles, so we had to take a couple of extra loops around the neighborhood before we could head for the garage!