set out this morning for a 62 mile charity ride . . . on the way to the start, I began to have second thoughts--the drizzle, the wind. As it turned out, it rained most of the ride, but I was ok. Interesting sensations: rain dripping down my tights, my shoes, socks, and feet completely soaked. But I survived, had fun, and don't need to be scared of rain anymore. I do need to clean my bike tho, the poor baby is filthy.