Every job has some aspect that no one ever thought to tell you about. When secretaries first started training on typewriters, someone forgot to mention repetitive stress syndrome. No one warned the microwave popcorn factory workers about "popcorn lung".
I knew I'd get bike tan lines. I didn't expect them to be on my hands.
My fore-fingers are a different shade than my pinkie fingers. A tan line runs the line of my knuckles. And it's only May.
Consider yourself warned about what happens when you ride around with your hands like this.