This morning the temperature was 58-59 degrees; and it was raining. Not a heavy downpour, but more than a light sprinkle. I decided to poncho up; and I rode some laps around the local park with the hybrid.

Of course my feet eventually became pretty damp; and then they began to feel chilled. I didn’t use warming packs today; and my hands got pretty cold, too. Lobster gloves would have been useful! I might have done one more lap, but decided that hands getting cold meant I’d better head for home.

During the last mile on the way home, I had a headwind; and there were some strong gusts that had me shifting down to my granny gear. All in all, this was the kind of ride that makes me feel like a sissy; especially when I see joggers out there in shorts and T-shirts!

I decided to walk to work. It’s a nuisance trying to lock up a bike to a rack when it’s raining. When it’s cold as well, I’ll not only be getting cold feet; my hands will get too cold. Managing those locks and keys is awkward when I’m wearing heavy gloves.

Before 8 am, the temp had dropped to 49. It continued to rain on and off all day; and when I left work it was still gloomy. I’m glad the rain was very light then, because the wind was rather strong; and there were some gusts that made my umbrella hard to control.

It’s a relief to be at home and in front of the electric heater. Now I can dry out and put on dry socks. I don’t like getting cold feet.