This is what my lunch ride looked like as I started out today. Back to whiteness as far as the eye could see. My mountains are hiding out there somewhere.
Bundled up in winter gear I rode anyway (was there doubt?) and managed to take some pictures since there were only about half as many cars as usual out.
It started snowing harder and harder. Big fat flakes.
Really I'm smiling here. I know it's hard to tell but I am.
Snow was starting to stick to the grass, the roads and me.
Luckily for me it turned my singlespeed into an aerodynamic machine.
No really! Look at my aero fork! That must have been why I was so speedy as I rocked out to Fallout Boy on my mental iPod. The lunch lap came and went just about as fast as I've ever ridden it on a mountain bike.
Don't forget that ice works pretty well as a shoe cover too and wool socks are warm even when covered in a thick layer of frozen water. My tights, the winter tights as they are known in this house, rule the world. They are heavy and windstopper in front with a thinner spandex layer in back. They have ankle zips and no chammy. They are almost 9 years old now. I do not know what I will do when I have to replace them.
My lunch ride left me with 6 miles to go to reach a very big number for total riding in January. As such I was compelled to go ride after work for a bit. I expected heavy snowfall and grimiced a bit as I pulled on my wet chammy again. When I stepped out the door from work I was greeted with a nice surprise. The sun was peaking out, the snow had stopped and the roads were just wet enough to not be icy yet. I pedaled away on an enjoyable commute home, the long way. Arriving at 27 miles on my GPS I reached a mark I had never before reached. I had pedaled my bikes 1000 miles in a calendar month.
I stopped to take a picture of me and a picture of Monocog who has accompanied me for the majority of those miles. The cars certainly were wondering what the hell I was doing but everyone was pleasant and one nice Jeep'er even stopped to make sure I was okay.
Alas my ride was not complete at this point and since I was enjoying it immensely that made me happy. I pedaled a few more miles in lightly falling snow, arriving home before dark and before the ice got the better of anything outside. Turbo and I went out to shovel the driveway and sidewalk and then I came in to get warm.
January 2007 will be the month I rode 1007 miles, or 1620.6 kilometers as Kent would say. Hmmm, it does sound bigger in metric.