It has been so hot and muggy here all weekend. On Sunday the skys broke open. It was thundering, lightning and pouring rain as I drove up Hiawatha. Coming out of the tunnel by Minnehaha Falls I came upon a pot-bellied man riding his bike on the shoulder of the road against the rain and against traffic (rather than on the nearby bike path). Under his arm he gripped a treasure that to him was worth struggling to ride in the downpour:
A fridge pack of Diet Coke.
He must have really had a hankering for that Diet Coke. It is not easy to ride a bike carrying a 12-pack of pop or to ride against traffic in a thunderstorm, I can hardly imagine the urge he must have had to nip that would cause him to face the two elements together.
Perhaps some of you can understand his logic?
What would be worth that ride to you?