I'm sorry, but I wouldn't even want to drive in subzero temps, much less ride. Those of you who do are better women than I.

I fully admit and confess that fourteen years living in San Diego has turned me into a total weather weenie. We have two weather patterns here: Perfect (Again) and Fire Season.

Late November through early August the weather is beautiful; some mornings the blanket of marine layer has us snuggled in for what we call May Gray and June Gloom, nut this usually burns off by 10am. Mid-august, though, the Santa Anas kick in- winds from out of the desert- and it can feel like you're walking around with someone firing a heat gun in your face.

I will ride in all but the hottest wind- that of the sub-10% humidity variety. It makes me feel like all the moisture is being baked out of me.

Roxy