I don't have to worry about too much wet weather here, mostly it's too hot or too cold, but during the short rainy spells I mind my speed, watch out for greasy mud across the pavement, especially on turns, and give myself more time to stop. I use plastic bags to cover my seat and whatnot while it's parked during the day and try to remember to wipe it down when I get home. If I don't remember, I give it a little extra maintenence on the weekend and apologize profusely.

How is it that a bike can seem to look at you reproachfully?

"I've faithfully served you for years, and you can't even take the time to wipe me down?! Aargh. The abuse I put up with."