Well, it was bound to happen eventually, this thing where water would fall out of the sky on a day so cold it would freeze, so here you go: ice. It looked pretty this morning, but it made for a slooow walk home from brunch as I measured each step to avoid slipping and bouncing off the sidewalk like the newbie I am. I spent the day at home writing up a syllabus and watching terrible movies, but I’ve got a dinner date in Mt. Vernon, so it’s time to get on the bike. Because it’s new to me it felt treacherous as I white-knuckled my way down the hill, taking the whole lane to avoid even the faint touch of visible ice. But what about the ice you can’t see, Kate? I got off and walked the last block to the restaurant. I figure, though, that it’ll be like anything else new–I’ll do it for awhile, get more comfortable, fall, realize falling won’t kill me, and then I will just be somebody who rides in wintertime. Or not. Maybe I’ll take the bus.
What I Saw Riding My Bike Around Today 
…. take the bus……
Are there snow tires for bikes, or studded tires?
Button up your overcoat. Take good care of yourself.
Yeah… I’m going to be taking the light rail for awhile. After slipping on the Fallsway and fucking up my knee, I’m super-paranoid about ice and my commute home is in the dark. The whole point of cycling is that I enjoy it but I don’t really enjoy doing it on ice. I’m still holding out for a ton of rain that will clear out all the ice but I don’t see that happening. 😦
A dinner date is fine enough to make all worth it.
xxooxxxooo
ps. Looks like there may be a box or so of kitchen stuff so will let you know. Saw the top and there was a cupcake type pan but really to make tiny temples or such.