|New Years Day Attire|
|First Commute Attire|
To this point I had been passed by only three riders. As I approached the Rosslyn connector that carries to trail from the riverside to the southern end of the Key Bridge, I was surprised to see bike after bike come zipping down the hill.
While waiting for a traffic light in Rosslyn, I went to take a drink from my water bottles. Nothing doing. They were both frozen solid. I, however, was not. Or so I thought. When I took a shower in the fitness center at work, I found my toes, fingertips, upper legs, lap area, and parts of my torso were beat red. The hot water stung. If I had to do it over, I'd have added one pair of shorts to my ensemble.
On the ride home, temperatures were near freezing. It felt positively spring-like. I stupidly decided to ride through the icy patch on the trail. My back wheel slid right and then left. I made it but I won't try that again any time soon.
In Old Town Alexandra I stopped to celebrate a milestone. The odometer on Little Nellie, my Bike Friday New World Tourist, turned 7,000 miles. Well done, Nellie.
|7 Grand for Little Nellie|
And so the first bike commute of 2012 is in the books. Spring will be here before you know it.