it's raining, and i have to go to the shop. (i'm only buying small quantities of milk to force myself out of the house every day).
oh well, i won't dissolve*, and the rain feels nice on my face anyway.
*contrary to popular opinion.
:laugh

No fucking way! I can not stand to be touched at random by cold water on the outside of my body.
(I still carry a folded up giant garbage bag in my car to turn into a pancho, just in case I have to be in the rain. The rain here fucking sucks! It is not mellowed by the Gulf Stream. It is fucking Arctic, even during the dog days of summer. I can't fucking stand for it to touch me!)
i went for the walk (a long-ish one - about 3 miles) and it was lovely: a light drizzzle now and then, which did feel nice.
sorry dawg, but water and me like each other.
Oh, I like warm water on me, but I can't stand to be pelted by near freezing droplets of rain which have dropped from ten or eleven miles up.
I did not mind the rain when I lived near the gulf coast of south Texas. In fact, I may have experienced something similar to what you describe, but the rain was much closer to my own body temperature.