This morning's 8 mile commute was easy and uneventful. 27 degrees with a light tailwind. Not much worth noting.

Yesterday morning's, though, was a bit more noteworthy. A balmy 31 degrees with a brisk headwind. While the temp was downright balmy for SD in Feb, we had gotten freezing rain during the night. The main roads had been treated with chemical and weren't too bad. However most of my commute is on back roads and a MUP. The MUP was a sheet ice skating rink. Running studded tires I didn't have too much trouble. Just had to slow way down on a couple sharp corners.

I did to get my "revenge" on another commuter though (tongue firmly planted in cheek.) There's a guy on a fat bike who passes me frequently when I ride that route. Especially when there's snow on the ground. My 2.25" tires plow through the snow, and his balloons float right over them. In those situations he passes me like I'm standing still.

Well, yesterday morning I came around a curve on the MUP and saw the same guy struggling to keep his fat bike upright on the ice. He was sliding all over the place and going really slow for fear of crashing. It was my turn. I rang my bell and whizzed by him saying, "Good morning! Path is a little slick today, huh?" He laughed and waved as I passed. My studded tires easily allowed me to maintain close to normal speeds.