Wow. I never thought it would come to this. The need to ride my bike when it was 21 degrees out. Sunday am was bright and sunny, perfect for riding. No one was out. I rode the rail trail for the first 2 miles heading south. Snow was LOUD, crunchy. The trail has been ravaged by sleds tearing up and down over the last few weeks. There was no real solid track to stay in, so it was like riding in sand at a slight incline for 2 miles. Exhausting, but fun. I felt a sense of "invincibility" being the only crazy idiot out for a bike ride. Everything went without a hitch, toes only got a little cold near the end, but I was warmer than I thought all my gear would be able to keep me. Can't wait for the next opportunity to ride, maybe fit in a ride home from work or something soon. Next up on the shopping list, studded tires. Regular ones are fine, but studs would give me the added security needed, if I had to suddenly bail off the side of the shoulder of a road when traffic was approaching, which I had to do once today.