I had my first cold ride on the bike this morning. It was by no means the coldest ride I’ve ever had, but it’s the first on my new bike.
This morning I was so proud of myself. I left the house early and planned to be at work earlier than usual. I got about 1/4 of a mile down the road and realized that it was colder outside than I thought. So, I turned the bike around, went home, changed my jacket to a heavier one, and put on a scarf. I then headed back out for work and started my long trek down Millbrook Rd to Hwy 70. A little ways down Millbrook, a lady in a large sedan decided she wanted my lane even though I was still in it. I prompty blared my horn at her, and thankfully she got the message and got out of my lane.
Further down Millbrook, before I could even get to Six Forks I came upon a wreck bad enough for a Raleigh police officer to tell everyone to turn around and go back the way we came. So much for my early arrival at work. I had to head back, and bypass the blocked section. That added about 10 minutes to my travel time. All the way to work, it seemed that every traffic light was set up to stop me, and they did. I hit red light after red light. I actually ended up getting to work late on my self-impossed “getting to work early day.” By the time I got to work, my thighs were frozen, and I kind of had to waddle down the stairs of the parking deck.
What a great morning. Hopefully the rest of the day will be better.