I got up, looked outside - 33 degrees F and gloppy, snow/rain pouring down. I felt chilled, and reluctantly made the decision to crawl back into my warm bed and get another 45 minutes of sleep and drive.
Now that I'm at work, I kinda wish I'd ridden. I'm not a morning person at all, so it is really hard for me to get motivated on mornings like this.
Oh, well. There's always tomorrow! Supposed to be clear and cold.