January. It’s here. And it brought the cold with it. We are halfway through the month. I have managed to ride 11 of the 15 days out of the new year so far. This time last year, my bike was collecting dust. So, I’m happy.
It was 28 degrees this morning. Warm, if you live in the NORTH POLE. Cold cold cold if you are a Carolina boy like myself.
Thank god for layers, gloves, face masks (balaclava), and wind breakers.
Remind me never to bitch and moan in July and August when I’m sweating to death riding into work.