Why biking in the winter sucks:
It's not the bitter cold that makes my face ache.
It's not the way my glasses fog up as soon as I slow down.
It's not the ice or the snow.
It's not the amount of time it takes to bundle up.
It's not arriving at my destination sweating and yet cold to the touch with numb toes.
It's not my frozen freewheel.
All of thoese challenges are manageable and sometimes even enjoyable.
No...
It's all the freaking drivers honking and yelling at me.
WTF, Minnesota. In the summer, I get honked at maybe once every couple of weeks. In the winter, I get honked at two or three times a day.
Yesterday I got honked at by a school bus. Shove it, school bus!
