And let me tell you, it felt great to get back on The Reckless Mr. Bing Bong after about eight days. I think it was my longest cycling hiatus in the last decade and I really have no excuse other than that I seem to have gotten a bit lazy in the last year. Sure, there were a couple of snowstorms, followed by sub-zero temperatures and blizzard-like winds capable of inflicting frostbite on unprotected skin within ten minutes. Sure, the local roads eventually got plowed, but only the busiest of them are down to bare pavement. The rest of them are compacted down to pure glazed ice. Heck, it was hard enough to walk my dog on them, much less ride my bike on them.
Even so, I’ve ridden through those conditions for many years. As I said, I think I’m getting lazier as I approach Medicare age.
Moving on, MY Town’s week of horrible 20 to 40-below-zero wind chills is finally coming to an end. When I started today’s ride it was all the way up to 12-degrees. [That’s ABOVE zero (F). NICE!] Now I have a few pictures to show from my icy, snowy ride.
I guess that was Mother Nature’s revenge for suffering ZERO falls last year. Neither my body nor my bike suffered any injuries this time, but, of course, the people in two cars behind were witnesses to me being sprawled out on the street.