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Horrible sleet in the air and slush on the ground. Glad I brought a change of clothes and down slipper into work.
I really need to get some waterproof trousers, the jeans and wellingtons combo only works so well.
― American Fear of Pranksterism (Ed), Tuesday, 16 February 2010 14:27 (fourteen years ago) link
I had the least pleasant commute of my life tonight. I'd decided that +5 degrees C this morning meant I could wear my lighter winter gloves and no buff/skullcap. I also haven't had my front guard fixed so heavy rain/standing water goes all over my shoes. It started raining on the way in, but there was a decent tailwind and it was pretty mild.
This evening, the rain had picked up, the temperature had fallen, the wind was now 10mph in my face, and traffic was appalling. I had to keep slowing down because wet freezing bald head was giving me one hell of an ice cream-style headache, but I couldn't slow too much otherwise the rest of me would freeze. Not that I had much option, with filthy traffic - I saw a car hit a van and a bus hit another bus (they make a hell of a noise when they scrape up each other's side), and for some reason tonight was the night the usually considerate motorcycling community went mental. Other cyclists were there usual idiotic selves - though peds kept out of my way for a change, apart from the woman how stuck her hand straight out into the road as I was passing by (one hundreth of a second later and she'd have punched me hard in the side of the head).
Anyway, I was so relieved to get home I didn't care that everything was saturated, that I couldn't feel my hands and feet. I wasn't riding any more.
― Mark C, Tuesday, 16 February 2010 22:50 (fourteen years ago) link
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