The debate at the end of the week revolved around riding or running on Saturday morning. It was going to be much warmer on Saturday than Sunday, but there was a chance of showers -- 30% which grew to 40%. Running can be done in almost anything, but riding in the rain isn't too much fun. Buuuut, I would rather ride in warm than cold (high on Sunday only 39 degrees).
I turned the weather on Saturday morning and the weather lady assured me that there would only be a few very light sprinkles over the area, but only in some spots. That sounded pretty promising to me so off we rode.
Weather lady sucks. There was no light sprinkle, it was light rain, which becomes annoying quickly while on your bike. And few isn't exactly the word I would've used when it lasted the better part of two hours. With the melted snow, grime, dirt and salt everywhere, we came off the bike dirtier than ever. Bikes were immediately cleaned and lubed up. A couple of bright spots were the fact that I was dressed appropriately so never got cold, and I felt like my bike fitness has finally decided to make an appearance.
In the afternoon I hit Old Navy where they were having awesome sales (everything I got was $5!). Then Marty and I had date night :)
Off to run in a bit now.