Rain Riding

This evening after work I rode the Mundo to return a DVD that was due (lest I pay a late fee). Throughout the day today the humidity was so heavy the air had a certain haze to it. Rain was predicted but I was hoping I could make it home prior. As I made it to the store there were a few drops and the sky had become so dark it seemed to be nearly night time (but it wasn't). Then as I pedaled home it was as if the clouds burst like a canopy too full of water...it came down in buckets. I only had a short ride (about a mile) and all I could do was surrender. At one point there was a very subtle decline in the road where I could coast pretty fast. I stood on the pedals and took it in. After spending the day in a hot kitchen it felt so good to be coasting through this downpour. Life is good, I thought to myself, as I passed cars carrying dry people. It's good to use your own body to propel yourself, and it's good to be in the natural elements such as a rain fall or snow storm. It makes me remember that I am not in control. And I need this reminder more often than not...sometimes it's the little things that make me feel truly alive.