Let's start with Saturday. A quick trip is planned with the boys to see Grandma for her birthday. Got a late start due to the usual "
pokiness" ans then the boys really wanted to see a new Imagination Movers show. So I started off in a great mood! The we left Grandma's house late, all the way driving home seeing the sun in the sky and knowing that it would be gone by the time I returned home.
Finally got home, found and adorned myself in all of my winter riding gear. The sun was out, the forecast was for 36, and my cross bike was ready to roll!
The first few miles were cold, realizing I should have grabbed my balaclava. But then warmed up. I planned on a small loop, and from there see how I felt. Around mile 7, I noticed some
squishyness in the front tire, and then it went completed flat.
Ugg! I pondered, "Do I really want to change a tire in 30 degree weather?" (It never did reach he 36 that they claimed). So, I radioed the team car (aka called the wife to pick me up). But son after, called again to cancel - I was frustrated enough to ride the rim home. And that is what I did.
This is just another installment of recent flats. Last weekend, after riding on the ice at the Gamblers game, I planned to ride East River, but to my surprise, 2 flats on that bike. So, now I have three flats on two bikes - and am just too frustrated to change them. So, I wrote off Saturday. The Bad.
Sunday. We'll call that the Good. In the morning, headed to the camp for some skiing, while Angie and the boys sledded nearby. This is an attempt at a self-shot while skiing but only got the trail:

Afterward, as I was already dressed, I pulled out the townie bike (my old
GF 29'er) for some miles. If it was good enough for
Durango and Crested Butte, it
is good enough for Wisconsin in January. Had a blast! I estimate about 15 miles. I have to pay homage to the old beast with a pic:

And here is my attempt at an artsy self portrait reflection pic thing:

And what is the Ugly? My rapidly diminishing supply of tubes...