Today I said to hell with it and rode my bike to work, in spite of the weather (15ºF and snowing). One of my all time favorite things to do is snowboarding, so I really have no problem being out in the cold. Romping around in the snow all day long makes me feel like a big old kid.
The thing about bike commuting, though, is that I have to share the road with two ton death machines operated by humans in varying states of awareness and ability.
Sometimes I just have to get out there and do it. Yes it’s risky. Yes I’m putting my life in the hands of total strangers. But we do that every time we get out on the freeway. Nothing is certain. Today is a gift.