It seems ridiculous that we're diving into June and the whole intense precipitation thing hasn't died down. The confined environment of the gym has been the only haven for what would normally constitute as outdoor activities. Despite the move away from the MAMIL hotspots in the South East, I still kinda want a beautiful road bike. Until then, I guess the spin bikes at the gym will have to suffice while the clouds open up above.
Talking of uncomfortable heavy storm events, groups of friends and colleagues have been venturing outside for various mountain type challenges for hydrological related charities. Thus as a result of joining them, my car and day packs have been deeply infiltrated with a lingering stench of wet goretex. It's like the Duke of Edinburgh award all over again, in a good way, kinda.