Originally posted by caloso
Rainy (heavy drizzle, really) and cool (49F). Got a bit of satisfaction cruising by a coworker as she waited for the bus.
I've been there, too; usually, I think the same thing, but people who see me are probably thinking, "That poor man riding his bike in the cold!"
Really, it's like I'm in another dimension. We may be only a few feet apart as I ride by, but I'm in a different world altogether.
