Bicycling in the rain is one of the most unpleasant ways to start the day. Like a cat struggling to climb out of the bathtub of shallow water, the wetness is not unbearable… but ultimately annoying. Dirty acid rain and debris from the muddied streets fly into my eyes, ears, up my nose, down my shirt, into my pants… wet socks and undies will take all day to dry. It is also especially nice when there is an SUV honking behind me because i choose to take the whole lane instead of hugging the puddle ridden gutters of the ravine like streets. Where is my super frog in shining armored rocket? Or more simply, a kind hearted man who drives an el camino… rescue me….. please…..