It’s been over 3 years since I re-discovered the mountainbike to be an extraordinary good tool to get rid of work thoughts in the evening and weekend hours and ever since, my attitude towards weather kind of changed.
Usually, if it’s raining, people tend to complain about it. I think
let’s go “play” in the mud
There’s nothing like the exhaustion after a ride and you get back home, you and your bike covered in mud … but all you can do … is smile. Of course, as a kid you could go play in the dirt but now as a grown up – where and how else can you do that without making a complete idiot out of yourself? In mountainbiking, it’s part of the deal. It’s raining, so it’s muddy, so you get dirty.
Ever since I re-started riding, not riding just because of the weather was simply not an option. The “drug” was just too strong. In the winter with -15°C in ice and snow, in spring with lots of mud and fog, in the summer with heat and dust and in autumn with loads of foliage on the trails. It just does not matter any more, every condition is better than not riding a bike.
My mum told me she thought that me going out during such “terrible conditions” is because she had not let me play in puddles when I was a kid. But that’s not the reason. It’s just that weather simply does not matter.