Seemed like a warm enough day for a ride. I drove out to the Creve Coeur trailhead by the Missouri River bridge and started out. I must have ridden around 100 yards before encountering to snow on the pedestrian deck. Not so long ago that wouldn't have bothered me but I decided I've broken too many things to risk riding through stuff like that anymore. All-in-all, I think that I spent more time deciding what clothes to wear than I spent bicycling. I'm turning into a wimp. At least my intentions were good.