I was supposed to do London to Brighton on Sunday. Was at a house party on Saturday night, where everybody told me that the weather would be god-awful on Sunday... so I decided to bail on the Brighton ride, and stayed late at the party instead.
On Sunday, I spent the entire day praying for heavy rain so that I'd be justified in my decision to bail... but of course, there was not a drop of rain to be seen!!!
I was supposed to do London to Brighton on Sunday. Was at a house party on Saturday night, where everybody told me that the weather would be god-awful on Sunday... so I decided to bail on the Brighton ride, and stayed late at the party instead.
On Sunday, I spent the entire day praying for heavy rain so that I'd be justified in my decision to bail... but of course, there was not a drop of rain to be seen!!!
I felt murderous.