Back in the 80’s, after my dad had his first heart attack, the Dr. told him he needed to get more cardio.
He would walk to the Post Office and back every morning, about 1 1/2 to 2 miles. In the winter (Nebraska winter, damn near Minnesota) he would wear a mask to keep from breathing cold air (I think the Dr. told him to, but not sure).
Two weeks ago, with break in the weather, I thought I would go out.
I got about two blocks, said “fuck this”, and came back inside and got on the elliptical.
That was a balaclava and not a mask. IT works to keep my face warm but I sometimes have to uncover my mouth because when you have to stop, my glassed fog up.
On January 8, some of us decided to meet at 11. These are the people who showed up. When I got out of the garage, my driveway was “damp”…not really wet, but not dry. It was 34 degrees. It’s 2 miles to get to where we meet and I rode down and I noticed that my tires were wet… There was also mist all over my glasses. I was just going to meet them to tell them I wouldn’t be riding, and most of us were going to bail, but finally decided to to a very short ride for coffee in downtown Overland Park. The gal on the ride summed it up best - 15 miserable miles (she rode farther than we did).
Back when I was die hard motorcycle rider, I would break ice off the handlebars and seat and ride. Wholly crap it gets cold on a motorcycle in freezing weather.
Oof, 19 is cold, can’t do it. A friend is celebrating New Bike Day so were riding about 20 (mountain biking) on monday. Forecast was 27 so I was out, now it’s 35 so I’m in. Yes, 8 degrees makes the difference.