Welcome from the land of constant rain, drizzle, and grey skies that just make you want to give up and drive a beige Volvo and sometimes you can't take it anymore and get on the bike anyway even though you know damn well you don't have any rain gear and you get so frozen that you start limping around like a pro motocross racer and boy scouts try to help you across the street even though you're only 31 and when you finally do make it back home you wonder what the hell you were thinking. And then you do it again tomorrow.