Great minds...
You know, I was just pondering that whole snot issue on this afternoon's ride in sub-freezing windchills. Normally I'm the obsessive/compulsive one -- pretty doggone picky about keeping all of my cycling clothes "perfect". But when it's cold outside, (And I do HATE THE COLD!) well then all bets are off! DH is over there wiping his nose/eyes every mile or so with his stash of paper towels, Kleenex, etc.; I'm like, what a hassle! Wipe it on the glove, wipe it on the glove and then on the tights, wipe it on the turtleneck. (Haven't resorted to the sleeve of my relatively new Showers Pass Elite jacket yet, but I'm sure that will change the first time temps dip into the single-digits.
)At some point I'll finally give up wiping and resort to sucking it in every few breaths. When that's no longer effective, I figure it's free to wander wherever it chooses. By that point I'm usually so cold I couldn't give chase even if I wanted to.
"If we know where we want to go, then even a stony road is bearable." ~~ Horst Koehler