THIS TIME OF YEAR GETTING THE CLOTHING RIGHT IS NOT ART AND NOT SCIENCE. It's mostly just dumb luck... of which I had none this fine morning.
It was colder than advertised by about 10 degrees, not the end of the world. But, the clouds were sitting on the asphalt... and there we were, in 40 degree weather. Essentially we were running through the sprinklers at 20mph, in clothes grampa woulda shot me in before letting me rep his name in public.
Every mile got colder and wetter, and all I could think was...
Ain't no shower hot enough
Ain't no bathtub deep enough
Ain't no sauna steamy enough
To keep me from turning to blue