21º and 3.5 inches of cold, fresh snow. I really thought that the plows would've been out in greater force this morning; had secondsies down the trail at the Hillcrest hill, and scored first tracks all the way up N st. this morning, although I had to push up the hill at 13th after spinning out in bottom gear and dumping all of my momentum. Seven minutes to work yesterday on smooth ice (and out of the saddle pumping as I was running late), 20 minutes today and just as out of breath.
Snowed on and off all day, but plowing was decent enough so that I could spin through the automotive churn over to a friend's house after work. Another 2 inches fell while I was there to make 7 inches all day, so I hopped onto the recently plowed sidewalk and built enough speed up to be able to cut over to the road and hammer through provided I kept the front end loose and kept on the gas.
Shouldered the whip (snow was too deep to push) and walked back up the Hillcrest hill, ripped and skidded down freshly plowed Forest Park Dr., and walked the last half block of separated pathway, shown above. That track on the far left is a fat bike track, notably with an absence of footprints along side it and a nice straight track. Even with skinny tires I was able to ride 80% of the way home, and got some serious balance training and fishtail practice to boot. Big fun, but with another 3 inches forecast for tonight and 2 more tomorrow morning, I'll be riding the bus to school tomorrow.