Lowering the Bar

In the past couple of days, I’ve discovered that my personal standard for Weather Conditions I Won’t Ride My Bike In has been considered lowered over the past year. I rode home from work yesterday in pouring rain, and didn’t mind all that much. Sure, every bit of clothing I had on was soaked through (but my trusty messenger bag kept my stuff nice and dry), but it really wasn’t all that bad. And it makes the slog up Stanton Avenue a bit more manageable. And then this morning, despite Jen’s offer of a ride to work, I took off again on my trusty fixie to ride through the cold and wind (which nearly blew me over several times). Perhaps it was all those cyclocross training rides last winter, leaving the house in sub-freezing temperatures to ride and run around Schenley Park in ankle-deep mud….