No comparison to what?

Same old slop, all week long, here in Anch. 30*F in the morning, 40*-45* coming home. MUP's too soft to ride, huge puddles and hidden ice ruts underneath them in the streets. It turns out that my Gore-tex winter boots are only snow-proof, not water-proof. So I've been cycling in rubber boots, which have no grip on ice, and carrying a change of shoes in the panniers.

Had the first crash of the year last night, riding into a 2 inch tall ridge of ice with a full load of groceries and one hand off the bars to signal my stop to nobody. I've been trying to signal regardless of whether there's other traffic about, but I really could've used both hands on the bars instead of one on and one signaling to the empty air. Broke a growler full of beer, put a hole in a pannier with the broken glass, and lost a few spuds under suspicious of maybe have glass shards in them.

Spring sucks. Always has, always will.