When I got off the train this evening, the rain was coming down so hard that sheets of water were running down the sidewalks and streets of Potrero Hill.
I don’t know why, but biking in a downpour is simply exhilarating. I started singing along with my iPod (an Indigo Girls song), and a massive grin was pasted across my face. A fellow bike commuter, Dave, feels exactly the same way. Part of it is the dedication to a healthier commute, part of it is the freedom you feel by just experiencing the weather. But most of it is knowing that your colleagues think you’re a total nut job.