I think everyone around here is as tired of the rain as I am.

It was still a bit wet on the roads this morning but I, like all my road warrior compatriots, didn’t care. It wasn’t raining and we’d been cooped up in our homes for the last two days.

The parkway was as packed with runners/walkers/cyclists as I-35 is during the morning rush. And not a single one of us cared in the least. We were on the road doing what we enjoy doing and we were happy.

I’m not sure what tomorrow will bring. Hopefully, another fairly dry morning so I can head out again and do what I like to do. I would, however, like to finish with a better time than I did today. Other than that, as long as I can get out on the road tomorrow morning, I’ll be one happy camper.