Gear, Gear, Glorious Gear

Today I walked into town, a distance of something over a mile. It was raining. Neither of these things is remarkable. What’s remarkable is that I didn’t get wet.

I felt a bit self conscious at first in my rain pants and bright purple rain jacket/windbreaker, but that self consciousness evaporated about five minutes into the walk when I realized I was dry. In 2005, my walks into town on rainy days typically resulted in my long woolen coat becoming heavy with rain and my jeans slapping against my legs as they wicked up rain from the sidewalk. No more! I arrived into town – and back again – comfortable as a cat, and without any sopping clothes to change out of and hang over the radiator. Here’s to bright purple rain jackets!


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