Consecutive bicycle work commute number 930:

20F this morning with a 20+ mph headwind and a layer of fresh ice on everything. Felt like winter.

I had prepared to ride my hybrid. After looking out the window at the pavement conditions, I decided to ride the fat bike. I aired up the tires and got it ready, then rolled it out of the garage. After looking at the sheet ice on my driveway I rolled it back into the garage and grabbed the old winter bike with studded tires.

Glad I did, as there was some treacherous spots. One car slid through an intersection in front of me, but thankfully I heard their ABS clicking in plenty of time for me to stop so it wasn't close.