As I approached the Duck River cycleway (near the M4) it started raining heavily. I offered a quick prayer "Hey God, how about holding off the rain until I get to the city. Thanks". After about a minute the rain eased to less than a sprinkle. Nice.
All was good until I crossed Pyrmont bridge, at which point the heavens opened and it poured down. The rain continued until after I was in the office - soaking wet. I guess next time I'll ask if the rain can stop until after I get to the office.