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The entire weekend has been nonstop rain, and now I have not been able to hit the tarmac for three consecutive days. I feel like I am going through cycling withdrawal. Rather than sulk, I made a new batch of energy balls but with an awesome twist.

As expected, I was unable to get out for a ride on Wednesday but then also opted to take today off and catch-up on some much needed sleep. It was an exceedingly busy work day, and I was utterly drained, requiring some relaxation before having the motivation to get out on the tarmac once again.

Once my alarm clock started screaming at me at 4am, I slowly started to become semi cognizant of my surroundings. My eyes reluctantly peeled away from their submerged sleep state, and I heard an unusual, faint sound off in the distance. What was happening around me now?