Frozen mustache - Gotta love a headwind!
It was 8 degrees (F) when I left the house, this morning, and it was snowing. When I rode home, it was, again, 8 degrees and snowing (after hitting a high of a balmy 10 degrees). For you Centigraders (Celsiusites?) out there, that's -13C when I was riding, and -12C for a high.
The roads were snowy, rather than icy, and the fat bike worked like a charm on the ride. I was even slower than usual, and it took me an hour to get home, tonight (9 miles). But, I thoroughly enjoyed myself, and that is the best thing that can happen on a commute.
I had forgotten how much I enjoy these snowy, cold rides. Tomorrow, the temperature is supposed to be below zero, in the morning. I look forward to it. I think of it as Adventure Commuting, which makes you feel like you are meeting a challenge head on. Sunny warm commutes are just a bike ride, in comparison...
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Here's a hearty Texas salute for you! I guess most of us down here down own clothing to work in those conditions. Or maybe there's mental barrier I just haven't crossed yet. We expect temps down in the teens on Saturday morning. I might try to get out on the bike for a few minutes. Or I might wait for warmer weather.
ReplyDeleteI'm so impressed that your glasses aren't fogged! I never seem to be able to figure out how to keep that from happening (though my swimmer friends tell me to put water on them - but that just seems like a good way to get them stuck to my face, or create frost bite). Hope today's ride was even better. :O)
ReplyDeleteThere is a certain kind of fun to be had in the cold that's different than anything else isn't there? Almost a sense of conquer just from being in it longer than from the house to the car.
ReplyDeleteRide on friend, ride on.
Can't deny. That's sort of cold.
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