Relative Something

I seem to be all too willing to skip a day of riding lately when rain looms close on the radar.

Some folks squeezed in their miles before rain reached Grand Rapids, others got a little wet.

I joined a group that opted to pack up dry tents and set out for Ely early to put them up in the park here before even bigger storms arrived.

There was a possibility of riding around Ely, but we chose to eat lunch and wander the shops instead.

Back at our tents, we debated the amount of rain headed our way .

It was a LARGE amount.

A single dripping leak in a rainfly can lead to a big mess in the tent.

Looks to be much dryer today, so the likelihood of riding is high.

I suspect the trend of becoming more willing to forego biking on “iffy” days reveals my priorities are on spending time with these special friends more than accomplishing big miles on the bike.

Unfortunately, I still ate yesterday like I was burning a lot more calories than I actually did.

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