Wednesday, January 6, 2010

No, No, They're Tears Of Joy, Really. Okay, Icicles Of Joy.



















Not warm.  Not balmy.  Really not nice.  It's the kind of clear, biting cold that immediately makes you feel brittle.

So, one quick loop was plenty in the dark.  But at least no one could see the tears from the incredibly cold wind sticking to the side of my head and thus my manly reputation is safe for another day.  Way better than not riding.

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