The only reason I had to get on my bike today was to visit the bike shop for maintenance. So I did. I biked to bike! High today: 15F.

New brake pads. I love that pitch-me-over-the-handlebars new brake pad feeling.

Bike-shop-Mark refused to put on a new chain. He said he doesn't like to put on a new chain in this weather because it'll be crap by the time I get home from the salt on the roads. He knows I plan to replace the cassette in the spring anyway. He cleaned up the old one for me, which was nice of him.

Getting to the bike shop was comfortable. I went down the street for a hair cut, and getting back into my exterior layers, everything was a bit damp and uncomfortable from the sweat. It wasn't until I got to the big hill that I finally warmed up. You sure learn to love those hills, those hills that you were hating on all summer, in this kind of weather!