A beautiful ride this morning in DC, where tempatures hit a balmy 35 farenheit. I rode along the Potomac, were a fresh glaze of overnight ice took a small victory over the clash of liquid current and frozen entombnence. The varied ice formations, large floes, long cracks, pressure ridges, were the scars of this battle. The sky was clear and blue, and the Washington Monument stood out as a stark white needle in a sea of azure. A great morning for the silky smoothness of of a 42x16 SS road bike and crisp, clean air in the lungs. The weather and a hefty workload will keep me off the bike for the rest of the week, so today was a day to embrace the experience of being a DC winter bike commuter, and the evening wanderings through the city and past the White House were a nice cap to it all.