I had a cold commute this morning. It was 14 degrees here in the city, but below zero just north of here. I’m glad I don’t live in Charlestown anymore.
Yesterday, I planned on riding in appropriate clothes and changing at work. For some odd reason I didn’t. Instead, I wore bib-tights under my work clothes, and a sweater under my jacket.
I’m not the only year-round bicycle commuter at the office. Unfortunately the office space I’m in is not conducive to bicycle parking indoors, so the bikes sit outside locked to a sub-standard rack. I stick to riding the Big Dummy, as its size makes it harder to steal – especially with two locks on it.
The picture below was actually taken on Tuesday. I was not wearing bib tights in that picture.