I should wash off the unicycle this afternoon. It rained for the first time in a while, which was great for the lettuce and radishes that are just starting to emerge, but it kept me inside until about 11am. When the downpour petered out I rode around the lake, which involves some wandering through neighborhoods, a paved path around one side of the water, a boardwalk across the neck and dirt and sand paths around the other side.
Other than feeling like my feet were going to slip off of the plastic pedals, the paved parts were fine, and I really enjoy the boardwalk. The paths were another story.
After the rain, of course, they became soft in places, and I wasn't too skilled in knowing which places were firm and which were soft. When the mud suddenly sucked up my tire, there sure wasn't enough time for me to adjust, and I went shooting forward while the unicycle tumbled into a nearby puddle. Not once, but at least three times. Man, was that fun! A runner went past and gave me wide berth in case I unintentionally timed my next catastrophe for when she was nearby.
At least now I know what it feels like, and hopefully can be prepared next time. Because as soon as it rains again, I'm definitely heading out to that path.