This morning I rode to work on my bicycle just as I do most every morning. Yesterday it was like 30 degrees when I rode in so today I actually remembered to wear a jacket. Good thing because it was pretty chilly with a few fog flakes in the air. I didn't see the thermometer on the bank today so I'm not sure exactly how cold it was. When I went to lunch around 1 or 2 the weather was more or less the same. Cold, blah, with a few stray flakes flying around.

Since I have a huge amount of stuff to do right now I worked late this evening. At around 10 I finally finish implementing the module I'd been working on to the point where it compiles and is code complete. Does it work? Probably not but if it compiles it is good enough for me to check into CVS so that it doesn't magically disappear overnight.

It's time to head home. I notice that it is still cold out, probably right around freezing. There's a few more flakes of snow in the air. By the time I'm half a mile away it is snowing pretty good but not sticking yet. I start going down this big hill and suddenly run smack into a wall of snowstorm. My visibility drops to about 5 feet. When you are going 20mph on a bicycle, this is bad. I almost wreck a couple of times due to blindness before I have a chance to pull over. I get over to the edge of the road at the bottom of the hill and start digging for my clear glasses. I'm congratulating myself for finally finding a lense for them recently so that I'll be able to wear them. Ack, they are in my other backpack. Ok, I guess I'll have to put on my sunglasses because it is snowing even harder now. What fun this is. The best part is that my headlight batteries died yesterday so I am depending totally on the streetlights. The glasses ice over within two hundred yards. I scrape the snow off and keep going. They are covered again less than a minute later. After cleaning them off three or four more times it begins to snow so hard that I can't see anything while riding. Time to hop off and start hoofing it.

There's like half an inch of snow on the ground but it is snowing so hard that I have over an inch on my head, my coat and my bike within five minutes. I brush off my hair every once in awhile, primarily when it gets more than an inch deep on top of my head. Same with the coat. Did I mention how cold it is? Lucky me, I'm wearing a pair of running shorts, running socks, half-finger riding gloves, and a jacket. Cold, very very cold. We are talking ordinary person, hypothermia in ten minutes cold. Luckily for me I'm an idiot who rides around in a tshirt and shorts when it is thirty degrees so it isn't fatally cold just very uncomfortable. By the time I've hiked a mile there's an inch and a half of snow with no signs of letting up. After another mile I've crossed the bridge and am passing the dorm where I lived back in college. Ah, I sure wish I had so little to do that I could make a bunch of noise while playing in the snow and consider that to be the height of entertainment. Of course if I hadn't just hiked two miles or so in it I would probably enjoy it more myself. Around about here it isn't snowing nearly as hard so I hop back on the bike and pedal my frozen self home.

By the time I get to the apartment it takes me two or three minutes to get my keys out of my backpack because my fingers are totally numb and not terribly dextrous. I knock the worst of the snow off my and the bike, head up to the apartment and quickly hop into the shower before I freeze to death. You ever been so cold that lukewarm water causes extreme pain as it warms you up? Oh yeah, that's fun. I stand under the water which is barely warm at all for awhile thinking about just how painful this is. Finally the pain goes down to where I start turning the hot water up slowly until I've reached something like normal body temperature. I get out, dry off, hop into some dry clothes, and quickly heat up some food. I ended up eating in the kitchen because I couldn't wait long enough to go sit down. Then I headed over to the computer to type this up. So ends another day.