Saturday, we had our second proper snow storm of the year. About a foot of snow each time, but last time, it went up into the upper 50s (°F) for several days after the storm, so I could be a bit lazy and let a lot of the snow melt. This time, we're going to have below freezing temperatures for at least a week, so I spent 2-1/2 hours clearing the driveway and sidewalk yesterday. I turned on my Garmin watch and that was my cardio for the day; 668 calories! Neighbor let me borrow his fancy 2-stage snowblower, which didn't really work better than my plug-in electric one. Instead of wrangling a super-light electric snowblower but with a cord that's often in the way, I wrangled a multi-hundred pound gas snow blower with no cord. The calories I counted were not from the snow-blowing, but from the manual shoveling I did at the base of the driveway, where the plows pile it up.

Anyway, I moved bikes around in the garage and lined up the eFatty in pole position. I set the tire pressure to 12 psi and rode in unpowered this morning. It was a proper little workout. Near a busy intersection adjacent to my work property, I went up on the sidewalk, which quickly deteriorated. There is a 15' high pile of snow from them plowing the parking lot. They use a LOT of salt on the parking lot, so some of that snow melted, went downhill to the sidewalk and turned into a sheet of ice there. Road was fine, sidewalk was awful; I almost went down there, while WALKING the bike. I'll be staying on the street from now on, unless until I've confirmed the sidewalk is not icy.

I'm also getting to the point of the year in which colleagues are asking me: "You RODE to work today!?" → "Yep." I try to sound nonchalant, so that it can be normalized, but by their looks, I'm just an eccentric, slightly crazy and seeking attention in some little way.