So thoughts of crunching along crispy grass on my morning commute turned to.
Seriously frozen hands for the first ten mins to the point we're my thumbs still hurt.
A mince down the usual bridleway followed by a walk down the really bad bit.
Dizzy feeling from too many layers on the top half.
Frozen fronts and rear mechs at various points.
Going down the cobbly down hill road I managed to stop in time to notice the gritter at the bottom repeatedly trying to reverse up the hill spraying salt the skidding back down. Queue more mincing while trying to avoid getting squashed.
Finally frozen feet despite too pairs of socks. Was in the office ten mins when I noticed the mud was still frozen on the toes.
Don't regret commuting this morning but probably the closed to a none fun ride I've had.