that was wet
Crossing over the Charles River, I got a lung-full of sea air, the
tang of salt combined with the downpour confused me for a bit.
A block later, I got a lung-full of earth/loam scent. It smelled like
someone had just put compost on their garden, but I was in the middle
of an expanse of concrete.
On Comm. Ave, just after crossing I-90, a storm grate had a small
fountain of water coming *out* of it, that's never a good sign.
Passing through the BU canyon, the wind tunnel effect made it look
a bit like the hurricane footage that the weather channel loves to
show, complete with someone struggling to keep an umbrella from
turning inside out. I was really glad I'd put the hood on my jacket,
it kept water from being driven sideways into my ears.
Water drops falling off of Fenway Park felt heavier than the ones
coming from the sky, I think they consolidated and then fell. Or else
they're imbued with leftover beer and peanuts.
My rain pants have definitely reached end of life, the only thing they
were good for this morning was keeping the water out of my rain
boots.
The basement was still dry this morning when I left, but I made sure
everything was off of the floor again, and that the sump pump was
plugged in. *crosses everything*
I was felled by a nasty cold on Monday evening, but still had to make
it to my dentist appointment last night. Taking the bus is so slow
compared to biking, but I wasn't feeling up to riding. Found out that
I have my very first cavity, so not impressed. But at least the cold
was out of my nose at that point, so I could breath while they had my
mouth jacked open for the cleaning. Woke up with sore stomach muscles
this morning, from coughing and blowing my nose all night. :/ I didn't
take the Tylenol night time cold/sinus meds this time, since they
knocked me out for about 11 hours the night before. I was fine to
ride, though.