Loud thunder and lightning as I was prepping to leave this morning - my wife stuck her head in the garage and said, "Are you going to be all right?"
"I'll be fine - I've biked in rainstorms before" I replied, and she went back to bed.
As I opened the garage door, the rain started pouring down. >.< I recalled the last time I rode in the pouring rain and dropping temperatures I caught a cold, and thought about getting another hour's sleep and driving in. And then said, "Nah" and got another layer from the house.
Two miles down the road, the rain vanished. I chucked the top layer in the trunk bag and my persistence was rewarded with a wonderful ride in - clean air, perfect temperature, nary a drop of rain, and the quiet hiss of my tires going over the wet pavement. What a great start to the day.