When I left for my bike ride the sun was out and it looked like the rain was gone for good.

Then I hit the Ohlone Greenway and the dark clouds started to make an appearance. I knew what was coming and there was nothing I could do about it. This was going to be a wet ride, but I had a plan to minimize me getting wet.

I stopped at Barnes and Noble for tea and to read my book. I looked out the window and it was raining cats and dogs, A step ahead of the bike gods weird sense of humor. But I do not gloat because I still have to pedal home.

The rain stops and I decide to leave and stop at the Albany Library. There is sun and I know what that means. It will start raining soon. Always happens the sky is blue and the rain falls.

As soon as I get done locking up my bike the rain begins. But that is okay because I’m going to sit in a comfortable chair and read my book. This is what a bike ride is about. Pedaling and relaxing.

The rain has stopped and it is time to pedal home. The rain isn’t done. When I hit the Richmond Marina the rain returns. The bike gods got me. I was expecting it. They would not let me escape not getting wet. I hear them laughing and high fiving each other. What a warped sense of humor they have.

I decide to skip a break at Starbucks in Point Richmond. I’m ready to call it day so I head to Richmond Parkway and pedal to Dotson Family Marsh.

By the time I arrive at Dotson Family Marsh the rain is gone and I am dry. A bathroom break before the final pedal home.

The bike/walk path from the Dotson Family Marsh to Point Pinole. This is a new trail and I like it.

Even with the rain it was a good ride. Always nice to get on the bike to relax. At least with the rain the bike/walk path was empty and it made for easy riding.

Got the day off from work which is the good thing. The bad is the rain decided to show up. I don’t remember inviting the rain to my party. But the rain doesn’t care it shows up when it wants and be damn your plans.

So I pull out my rain jacket and cover my handlebar bag, It is going to be a rainy day bike ride. I open the garage door and bring the bike out and the rain has let up. Hey is that blue sky I see.

I know better than to do something crazy like go for a long ride. I know what the bike gods are going to do. They are just waiting for the right moment and then drop the rain. Curse you bike gods. Yeah I have a love/hate relationship with the bike gods.

So it is off to the gym. I reach the hill on San Pablo Ave and there it is. The rain comes down in buckets. Perfect, I get to climb up a hill and there is rain and wind. Of course cars come and splash me. The life of a bike rider.

That was fun. An hour workout. All I can handle at the gym is fifty minutes to an hour workout. I figure that is good enough. If I go longer it isn’t going to accomplish much. The body can take so much. Go at you gym rats because I know you have a different opinion.

What no rain. So being me I must tempt the bike gods. I’m going to stop at Starbucks and then head to the Hercules Library. Guess I could catch up on some reading and play on my Chromebook.

Of course on the ride to the library it rains off and on. I guess in the mind of the bike gods they are being nice. At least it isn’t a down pour and the rain stops sometimes. Who cares I’m pedaling on caffeine and I don’t feel a thing.

I’m done goofing around for the day. I’m hungry and probably go a wet ride ahead of me. I see the rain when I look out the window but I don’t care. I’ve been wet all day so what is a little more wet. At least this is the ride home and I still hate riding in the rain.