Finally was able to ride to work again. Last week was a washout for me, the back roads I take to cross I95 were only slightly more than 1 lane wide until Friday. I had forgotten just how much work it is to ride through snow and slush, and how much like a tank my MTB seems. My speed was pathetic but I felt like I was sprinting the whole way. And I loved it, until my headlight gave out. Then I was just happy that I also have a helmet light. Maybe there is time to send a wire to Santa.