My face is absolutely frozen after the 30-minute bike ride from work. It's -6° out, dry, with an intermittent ball-peen breeze. I'm happy to be at the relative level of fitness I enjoyed in my 30s (not the drop-acid-once-each-day Peach of Immortality TS, but the post-dry-out, pre-Miami me), but the increasingly frigid temps make mounting the Peugeot much more of a challenge...
BTW: the first
Wrap up tightly,