I get some interesting reactions to my riding to work in the cold.
There’s a guy who works part time where I work, and part time at the public library with Sarah. This affords us opportunities to swap stories and in particular allows me to call him by his nickname “B Money” (or B$, as I’m told it’s written) at my workplace, which is a less casual environment than the library. I think it makes him a little nervous, but I make sure only he hears me. Anyway, apparently Sarah was talking to B$ yesterday and he made a comment that I ride to work “NO MATTER WHAT!” I’ve talked about bikes with him a few times, and he uses a skateboard as transportation at least some of the time. I don’t know if he ever got his bike back from where it was being stored in Maine.
Of course, true to form, I rode this morning. It was about 15 degrees, with a windchill of around five degrees and a thin layer of snow covering everything. I was pretty comfortable and found a new trick that worked well for me. I wore wool socks over my work socks, so I just had to remove the extra layer and didn’t have to fiddle around trying to put on different socks. I’ve started getting some predictable comments as I walk in, particularly “Brisk ride today?” The funny thing is, I get that comment even when it’s in the upper 20s, which is really a pretty comfortable temperature range, at least for my brief 15-20 minute ride.
At an office meeting last week, we were talking about the fact that there’s insufficient parking here, and my boss jokingly said, “If only Michael would ride to work again.” I told him I’m still riding and he and my other coworkers seemed pretty befuddled.
So, a lot of people around here seem to think I’m crazy, but truth be told, I’m having fun. I don’t mind the cold nearly as much as I mind rain. In the rare case I drive to work, it always reinforces how much better it is to ride. I didn’t even start my car yesterday, and it felt good.