Tuesday morning was nearly perfect weather, around 70°F, uncovered arms and legs. Yo-yoed in and out of a heavy rainstorm Tuesday afternoon. My new bag kept everything dry, even full of groceries. Took the bus Wednesday morning to rest up then the weather was gorgeous on the ride home. This morning was shock as there was no transition from the lower 70's to the upper 40's. Why do I seem to forget what I'm comfortable in in certain conditions every summer only to have to relearn again the next winter? Debating taking Friday off so I can put in some long miles over the weekend.