Timing is everything, and sometimes we just luck out, amiright?
This happened on my weekly group ride last Wednesday. As we set out, there were gray clouds looming to the west, the direction we planned to ride. I was almost certain we'd encounter either rain or strong winds. By halfway into our 22 mile loop, the wind had picked up a bit, but not too severely. When we got back to our starting point, roads were quite wet, with puddles everywhere. But the rain completely missed us. If we'd started 20 minutes earlier or later, we'd probably have gotten wet (either at the end or beginning of our ride). That's how localized storms can be around here. The rain here often pops up suddenly, comes down hard, and then quickly ends. It's less common for us to get gradual, predictable storms.
Yesterday, I took my dog for a walk, about 3 miles. It was pleasant until the last 1/8 mile. Then a downpour hit us and we got completely soaked just before arriving back at home. Win some and lose some.