Wet roads. Always with the wet roads.

Since being sizzled during the state road race a few weeks ago, it seems like pretty much every ride I've been on has included radar checking and skirting rain.

From my sketchy memory of previous Nebraska summers, it's June that has more rain than July. And it's July that begins the long, slow bake of the rest of the summer. This year, though, it's feeling like a rainy July.

Sunday's ride was full of radar watching. Monday's ride looked it was going to rain at any minute. I guess Tuesday was OK, but the morning was wet. Wednesday was fine except for the dirty, wet, sketchy descent.

And then this morning: pouring early on, then wet roads for the quick spin.

If there's one good thing, it's that I have internally routed cables now. The bike may look like hell, but at least it's not shifting like it, too.