I work with a guy named Freddie who is an actual Fred. His "gloves" are woolen socks with thumbholes cut into them. He always wears sweatpants, cutoff in the summer, and an Elmer Fudd hat. He rides a hybrid an extra mile to work in ANY weather. He probably won't keep up with my average on my road, also commuter, bike or any serious miles, but, he has my utmost respect for always following rule #9.

Also, Freds tend to be the safest people out there. Better Fred than dead.