I don't think November 23rd 2009 will go down as one of the best days for a cycle, but commuting is an all weather sport! The only good thing about the wet weather is that the fair weather cyclists are gone; crawling back to the sweaty warmth and "dryness" afforded by the buses and tube; leaving only the serious cyclists the run of the cycle lanes. My morning commute is usually a fairly aggressive affair through the busy roads of south west London but this morning was possibly the most mellow ride I've had in a long time. I don't know if it was the drivers being more cautious because of the wet weather or just that all the planets happened to align in the sign of the sun god Raa?! But there was space being given aplenty, no suicidal pedestrians appearing from behind parked cars and no doors being flung open into my path. I'm even going to go as far as to say I enjoyed it. My enjoyable ride was then punctuated by a managable train ride when the heavens opened. I thought it was too good to be true, but I gritted my teeth and clutching my waterproof trousers I arrived into Southampton. Then (it must be Raa again) the rain stopped. Quickly stuffing my trousers away I made it to work with a smile on my face for once, setup for what has turned out to be a shocker of a day, but at least I can look forward to the ride home...
