> As soon as I left the house I could tell it was treacherous. It had rained just enough to activate all the oil on the roads but not enough to wash them clean.
Oil blooms
covered the streets. It was still raining just enough to get me wet, and it was cold. I made it to my friend's house safely, averaging just a little over 12 mph, which is well below even my normal easy pace.
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White Rock Lake
Oak Cliff
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cortado
almond milk
falafel
Dallas
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Saturday
I really needed to ride, but I'd stayed up kind of late
Friday
night, so I didn't wake up early enough to join any morning group rides. When I woke up it was wet outside but...
