Lightning and thunder last night with heavy rain, but the park was ridable this morning. Minefields of puddle water and rain-washed grit didn’t stop me.
Although, at one point in the skate, I somehow somewhere stepped in a puddle and landed most of it on my deck. Bubbly suds of rainwater. Seemed okay after drying a little.
Didn’t want to admit it, but I have been and am sweating like a madman on the verge of something. Or a left-out bratwurst.
Transition riding outlook promising: will need protective gear and ice packs.