Cold, cold, cold. Tomorrow I have to wear thicker gloves. The snow on the canal towpath is getting rutted --mostly by me, since I've ridden it several times now-- and the ruts are turning to ice, but if it gets much worse I won't be able to ride it any more. Then I'll have to leave a little earlier to ride to Trenton (7 miles) rather than Hamilton (5.5 miles), not a big deal.

Oh, and check this out: on Friday, on my ride home, I found two nice new crisp $100 bills! I spotted them blowing between two cars driving down the street next to me, so I slowed down, waited for the cars to go by, and grabbed them. How often does that happen!