Well now

That was interesting.  Woke up to 2 inches of snow slowly turning into a slurpee with the rain falling steadily.

Wind was at least out of the east so it would be blowing in my ear most of the way in and not contributing to the slog.

Trailer probably wasn't a good idea until i got to the city with the slightly narrower roads and the traffic more accommodating of me taking the lane. It was slow. Slog. Slog.  38x28 slow. As in at the edge of stall speed slow.

Some places I'd lose traction, and on the hill coming up i was slipping every pedal stroke, it was that or come to a stop, so i moved over and rode on the grass up the hill.

Slow.

Then up there along the parkway the slurpee turned to gelato. Crunchy nearly frozen solid but it would let me ride up then smunch through.

I could have gone over to the plowed and salted parkway but it wasn't completely plowed, and the traffic was heavy, it is pouring rain and there's something broken in my brain that made the ride as hard as possible.

Once i hit the wet pavement i shifted up, and up and up and damn couldn't get the same level of resistance.  Nuts. I literally had to pedal down the hill on the bike path there at the end.

Slow going.  And wet. Soaking fucking wet.

And cold.  It was 32.7°F when I left home this morning.  I hope it warms up enough that the rain washes that slush away.  At least I didn't stop to add weight to the trailer.  My backpack is dry though...

Challenge  now is to get everything dry for the ride home so i don't have to put cold wet clothes on.

But hey, at least I didn't have to clean the car off, sit in traffic (there was a ton of stopped cars this morning, SLOW GOING) or hunt for elusive parking spots and then walk a handful of blocks a handful of times today to move the car.

I did stop to take a few pictures.  Couldn't f'n get going again once I stopped, seriously.  Was a challenge.  Hell I couldn't even drag the bike and the trailer through that.

Time for some coffee...

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