This Arctic snap that the UK has recently found itself engulfed in has pretty much kept me off the bike since last Friday, which is frankly annoying. This morning it was icy and there was freezing fog hanging in the air, which is not the weather to be championing the use of two wheels. Tonight the temp is supposed to drop to -4, which I know not low compared to some parts of Europe, its still cold enough for me to reach for the car keys instead. I'd rather be stuck in traffic, warm and fairly safe than risk losing it because I can't see nor feel my fingers. I have, however noticed something a little alarming. I've made no secret of the fact the I don't like riding in the city, and that driving in there is not much better. What really astounded me was that in just three days of city navigating, the quality of my driving seems to have gone firmly down the shitter. I'm not quite driving like a loon, but I'm really not happy with the way I've dealt with the drivers around me. Thankfully I'm able to sit here tonight drinking tea out of my NASA mug and I'm able to acknowledge and appreciate the level of freedom and happiness that riding my bike gives me. In the meantime as the weather is likely to keep me off two wheels at least for the rest of the week, I need to break out the Norah Jones albums or I'm going to have other problems to worry about.
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