It’s raining in Toronto today. The CBC weather guy said that there might even be some flurries overnight. I love the first flurries 🙂
But I’m trying to keep a nasty head cold at bay. I can feel it lurking at the back of my throat, and I have that weird hot scratchy feeling up the roof of my mouth. Buh.
I’ve also had two consecutively unpleasant work days. A bit of pressure, some testy coworkers, and more frustrating re-writes to the team workplan (MS Project can bite my ass).
So you’d think that coming home with a serious rain going on, would really be the icing on my cake of sadness.
It turned out to be quite the opposite. Getting out there in a crisp weather rainfall felt… well, fantastic. I felt refreshed. It’s drilled into you from kindergarten flashcards onwards that rain equals sad. Making it feel so very counter-intuitive to be delighted to be rained on. And while biking no less. But my chilly arms, soaking legs and working muscles got me home feeling rejuvenated and pleasantly quiet. Maybe it’s the cosmic connectivity of having your inner self manifested in the weather… maybe I needed a bath? Whatever it was, it was just what tired little me needed.
In other news, I finally got on mapquest today to see how far I ride to work: 3.77 miles (6.07 km), each way. Feels pretty darn good. Much better than what I thought might happen…
(Me: Plug in the start and stop point. Mapquest: “You bike 2 kilometres.” Me: “DOH!”)
Current food: Cocoa Camino Hot Chocolate and a butter cookie (Thanks Mudsy!!)