After a gorgeous summer, here in the PNW we are sliding into fall with winter following close behind. Last night it was pouring down rain. All night I listened to waterfalls outside my window, thinking about getting up at 4:30 am to ride to work in the dark storm. I couldn't wait! In the morning, I pulled on rain pants, booties, took my yellow Burley jacket from the closet where I'd placed it in the spring, buckled helmet over cap and was terribly disappointed to find that the rain had dropped itself out. I rode through puddles and enjoyed the few drops that still fell. Hoping I catch the worst of the next rainy day!

No, I don't think I'm crazy. I like riding to work in the rain. Get that "man vs nature" thing going, face dripping and sides steaming, the hordes of summer cyclists are gone, its only the real commuters on the roads now. Look at each other with respect. Even drivers seem to pay a little more heed to the speeding deep sea diver lit up like Coney Island.

Any other rain lovers here?