So far it's been 14 and above - I have a 7 mile commute. I did 25 miles out on the prairie when it was 18 on Sunday (just for Howard) and it was starting to bite through my three layers.
There's a window of hurtin' fingers for about 7 minutes ... this morning I was just *hoping* and believing that it was, indeed, a window and my fingers weren't going to be ice blocks by the time I arrived. (It did motivate me to pedal harder!) Yea, by the time I hit Neil Street I could feel the furnace fire up and even that littlepinky was cookin' before long.
Last year it got down to 4 once.
It does take longer to layer up (and down)! I still really like riding by those gas stations... and those six other riders goin' the other way and the trash collecting dudes ...
I just might, might get some booties though, assuming they're cheaper than shoes. My sneakers are mesh and the duck-boots are cumbersome.
Oh, and yesterday's gratuitous 7 miles in laps-around-campus were pretty darned good trainnig (usually the commute really isn't) - not quite as good as the inside ride to "Train Right" at the LBS ithat I"m going to miss tonight (True confession, it's the guys ... okay the guy... in the peanut gallery that I miss more than the sweating![]()
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