Day Eight
Today was almost the complete opposite from yesterday. I stept outside into a thick mist, accumulating droplets on my helmet and face instantly. I decide to still ride to school, since seattlites love to brag about biking rain or shine. It actually isn't too bad. I still end up riding in my tank top since it's so muggy. The mist continues to coat my face and ruin my make up (I know, right? Make up? There still must be a bit of me that's still a Cali girl). Today I wait again for the train by the stadiums and today I wait at what feels like every single stop light along the way. My muscles are sore and it's slow going today. The mist is not too bothersome, but the wind gusts are working against me and it takes even more effort to keep going on the parts that felt so easy to ride just yesterday. Today I walk up all of the hills and am five minutes late to class. Phil picks me up in the afternoon since I have a flight to catch for my best friends wedding.
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