Today was -22F with the windchill, -2F without. I'd never ridden in weather that cold, and I wasn't prepared. The coldest I've ridden in is about 3 degrees, but with no wind. My car was towed and I had no choice but to ride. This would be the first day I'd ever even think of chickening out.

I actually overdressed, but that was better than the alternative. Halfway through my 5 miles into work, the real fear of frostbite kicked in. I had my Subzeros on, liners inside, but the cold was still really getting to my fingers. The only thing that really bothered me was my fingers, everything else was warm enough where I broke into a really mean sweat.

A few more minutes in, something else bothered me. Something ELSE felt a little tingly, and not in a good way. Ok, now I gotta fly. I couldn't tell if it was saddle numbness or the cold, and I really didn't want to stop to find out. The people on the way may have wondered what I was up to anyway.

On the last 3/4's of my ride I really wish I hadn't left my goggles at work. It was cold enough to keep my tear ducts frozen shut. Instead of my usual runny nose, when I'd blink, my eyelashes would stick.

I took the goggles home with me tonight.