I wrote a while back about 4°C being about my limit. Today was another cold morning. Clear, still and another 0°C. As is the case with my winter riding, there was a fair amount of dithering. Layers, coffee, checking the wind direction, packing, unpacking, repacking…anything to delay the inevitable jolt of the glacial morning air.

The orange radiance of the rising sun from the east at my left cast a warm glow on the withering brown leaves of the hedgerow on my right. That 20 seconds of wonder started to make getting out into the cold worth it. Looking up, the approaching driver, quickly veering towards me looked like she too was admiring the sunrise a bit too much. She saw me in time and righted herself to give me plenty of space but I had an escape plan in the form of a shallow muddy ditch lined up just in case.

Work was hell but my digits weren’t frozen when I got there this morning. Apart from the sunrise, that was a small victory, the kind of thing that makes me think that riding in the cold isn’t all that bad. I stayed late to get a load of overdue admin done and start to do some strategic planning but I’m still behind.

I cycled the short route, squeezing out 20km. A couple of brainless bogans shouted their “encouragement” at me as they waited at a junction for me to pass. The good thing about winter riding is that the bastards can’t see me mouthing my counter abuse under my scarf. It just means that I can’t spray them with my DNA if/when they close pass. All the same, I felt vulnerable grinding up the hill wondering if they may be tempted to carry it on, turn around and plough into me to teach me a lesson.

Now I’m weighing up whether to ride tomorrow or not. It’s a busy day tomorrow with another late finish. And I’m tempted to watch another 2 hours of compelling test cricket from.the other side of the world into the early hours.

At least I won’t be able to use the cold as an excuse now. If I do, it will just be a short one.

About biking2work

Sometimes bad tempered Dad to 2 sons who break things. Use the 2 wheels to get from A to B when I can
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