kind of a hijack...
this is a little off-topic...
You're right, how many guys could stand even one day as a woman? The things we put up with every day would overewhelm them if a simple honk turns them into raving lunatics
last summer, i was at a stoplight waiting for it to turn. all the pedestrians were passing in front of me, crossing at the light. one guy starts staring quite obviously at my chest. he doesn't glance and look away, like most of us do when we spot something 'eye-catching.' he started staring from about 10 feet away and kept staring as he walked. by the time he passed me he was practically staring out the side of his head. I was so mad, i was stunned into silence. and the crazy thing is, he did it again!! a couple days later, same time, same crosswalk. my lord, the nerve of some people!
i read 'black tights: women, sport and sexuality' last year. it's amazing book!! at one point she says how important it is for women to be active in the public sphere. unless we make our prescence in public commonplace, men will always feel that a woman jogging, or biking, or whatever, in public gives them the right to hoot and whistle at our bodies.
oops! bit of a rant there. i'm better now. 
I hate it when drivers hoot or honk. Even when it turns out to be a friend it's scarry.
very true. i often see bicyclists on the road and want to yell out, 'rock on!' or something less cheesy and more supportive.
but anything said out of a moving car sounds mean, sarcastic. who can tell friend from foe in a car passing at 30 miles?
I used to dream about ice cream, Antonio Banderas, and daquiris on the beach. Now, i dream about fresh pavement...