For the past 5 years I have been living an ignorant reality where humidity does not exist. Honestly, I really liked this reality. See, I happen to be a bit of a sweat-er, but in zero humidity, I dry fast, thereby allowing me to be around other human beings after biking.
Pittsburgh has crushed this reality. The stagnant air here leaves me feeling moist while standing still, and visibly disgusting while moving. I fear the summer, when I may actually look like I went swimming upon arriving anywhere. I can deal with most sweat-stains, except I have a feeling my bum on a leather saddle will yield some awkward butt patterns. Gross. Really Gross. Sorry to everyone in advance. I am just going to call it butt art. Sounds a little nicer.
ANYWAY, a friend told me it takes a few weeks to properly acclimate to the humidity, so I am leaving this an open-ended post. Part 2 coming soon.....
-The Velodict
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