|From Traveling Two|
This morning I managed to get in a ride just ahead of one of the worst storms we've had in a while.
Just after I got home, I could hear the raindrops pinging like BB's against the awning. We may have had hail, as some other parts of the NYC Metro area did.
Whatever the precip was, a sudden, fierce wind drove it. Some people on Long Island said they saw a funnel cloud; I know that a lot of trees came down.
When I'd finished riding, the temperature was near 100 F (39C). The one good thing about the storm was that it dropped the temperature by about 20 degrees F within an hour. But I could just barely see out my window, so I didn't go for another ride.
But, as brief as my morning ride was, it gave me a pretty good workout. And I felt a sense of victory, however small, over having beaten that storm!