I've been riding a lot. I'm trying to reach 6,000 miles for the year. Today's 36.2-mile ride was in frigid conditions. The wind-chill index when I left the house was 29º. It had climbed only one degree—to 30º—by the time I returned. I had fun. There's no such thing as bad weather, only bad clothing. I saw one other cyclist today. Either we're both stupid or we're both hardy.
Roto Ergo Sum
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