"I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride it where I like."
That's right. It got into the 40s, maybe even 50s here, so I hopped on my bike and put in about 15 miles. Avoiding snow melt and the occasional icy patch was well-nigh impossible. At one point, I had to stop and I put my foot down. Ice, of course, caked up my cleat so I couldn't reconnect to my pedal. I banged it out for about 10 minutes and it finally snapped in.
I did learn something important on my ride today. Apparently, the secret to safe riding in the heart of Redneck-PA is to wear a black and gold vest on the weekend the Steelers are playing for the Super Bowl.