If you've been following this blog, you know I'm not much for getting on the bike outdoors during the winter. In some ways I envy those who bundle up and get out there and ride no matter what the weather.
This morning, the sun was shining brightly and the roads were dry. Even though the temperature was only about 30 I felt an uncontrollable urge to get on my bike. I bundled up and set out for Endicott, cruising through the residential streets and enjoying the bright sunshine reflecting off the snow. Crossing the river into Vestal I turned onto 434 into a biting west wind. While the wind slowed my progress, my bright yellow plastic rain jacket deflected the cold and I stayed warm and cozy, except for my feet, which were starting to lose some feeling. Crossing the river again in Apalachin, I continued to fight the wind all the way to Owego, after which I turned back east for home with, thankfully, a tail-wind.
At home, 30 miles later, I realize maybe I don't envy the all-weather riders as much as I thought. Just as "absence makes the heart grow fonder", taking some time away from the bike makes it so much sweeter when you return. Being a winter biking wimp gives me a rush that the braver souls cannot experience.
If you're a winter wimp like me, watch for that first day that's above your threshold and get out there and ride. I know you'll love the feeling as much as I did today!
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