I went for a bike ride this morning. When I left, it wasn't doing anything, though we did have some freezing rain last night that was on the trees and cars. The radar didn't look too bad either, so out the door I went. I rode 11 miles up to this little C-Store and the nice lady leaving when I rode up was most sympathetic to my "plight". Thus the "You poor thing" comment in the title. I assured her that far from being cold, my primary concern at the moment was avoiding a meltdown. I had a nice biscuit with sausage gravy, a bottle of chocolate milke (still very much a kid at heart here, can't help it and don't want to) and headed back out to go home. By the time I left the store it was freezing rain in earnest. Thank goodness it was not sticking on the roads! The real rain lasted all the way home, ultimately getting me into near drowned rat status. It sure made the hot tub feel good after I stripped off. It also made me very thankful that I still have the ability to do this, nobody has to make me and that I still find it good fun to get out in bad weather. Though next time I go out with precip in the forecast, it won't be in wind proof water resistant outer layers, real gore-tex would have been in order this morning.