So, yesterday I was making the loooong bike ride to Jin's house. As I started out the skies were clear and it was slightly chilly. About 15 minutes later, I could hear deep rolls of thunder and lightning covered the sky. Not the streaky, bolt kind, but the kind that fills the entire sky like a flash from a camera. "Uh-oh, better peddle faster!" I thought to myself. I met Jin half way and by that time it was sleeting.

Then, the temperature suddenly dropped and it began. Snowballs began falling from the sky. Now, I don't mean it started snowing. This was no ordinary snow. And it wasn't hail either. No, these were balls of packed snow, pea-sized & bigger, pelting my already soaked, freezing hands and legs. They were coming so quickly and from every direction, I couldn't look straight ahead without them pelting my face. We finally took refuge under a small archway. By the time it stopped, 5 minutes later, there was about an inch of snow on the ground. Normally, I would have enjoyed all of this but the fact that I was still 20 minutes from his house and my legs were frozed solid, (except for the intense burning sensation) took all the joy out of it. It 'snowballed' the rest of the way, off and on, lightninging and thundering the whole time.

I have never experienced anything like the storm last night, and I hope I never do again...at least not while riding a bike.