I share a love hate relationship with snow. It turns the view from my window into something from a post card. For the briefest of moments, everything is pristine. Looking at it from my window at night I'm filled with happiness.
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| Snow ! |
The next morning however I'm filled with the dread. I've put on 2 full body layers, a balaclava and my ski gloves. I'm now in my own little cocoon completely segregated from the elements. I don't enjoy this kind of cycling. It's almost like driving a car. You can see everything around you, but you can't experience it. That combined with slippery roads, tentative drivers and careless pedestrians make for a not too enjoyable commute. At least I'm still riding !
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