Rain this morning. I started out carefully coasting to a stop where I could locate my foot on the dryer (or at least less standing water) portion of the pavement at stop signs and red lights, then touching down like a ballerina. One of those big Disney hippo ballerinas, but nevertheless a delicate, mostly dry, perch. Then traffic forced me to stay in the bike lane where there was a good inch of standing water. After that? screw it, my feet are soaked. I thought I was pretty well dressed for the ride, but it's taking me a while to warm up now that I'm inside.