Another wet ride home today – this one was a real stinker, torrential rain blown right at me by a squally wind.  Nearly home, I was waiting at a red light when a young woman and her child, both also on bikes, and both, like me, ridiculously wet, pulled up alongside me.  I was struck by how happy they looked, despite the circumstances, and we got into one of those truncated traffic light conversations.  “I love cycling in the rain“, she said, with genuine enthusiasm.  “It makes me feel so alive!“.  I knew exactly what she meant, and our little chat certainly cheered me up, but tomorrow I’ll happily settle for feeling so alive in the sunshine…