So this morning I get up early for my usual Sunday morning ride, draw the curtain back and peek out. Very little wind and not a cloud in the sky, excellent. Hmm wait, what's that ice on the car and the front grass is coated with a liberal dose of frost. A quick check of the phone says it's -2.7c, surely that can't be right but a check of two other sources on the PC confirms my fear.
Fast forward 40mins or so, breakfast has been consumed and the kids sorted out. Another check of the temp shows that it's risen to a balmy 0c. Right, looks like
rule #5* is going to be swung into action here. After rifling through all my cycling gear in search of the warmest options I settle on.
Long sleeve base layer.
Fleece lined long tights.
New Jersey.
Gilet.
Thin fleece lined beanie pulled over the ears under my helmet.
Long fingered gloves.
My god the first 5km where painful, the exposed skin on my face was protesting loudly along with my toes which after about 2km couldn't move to protest. Seems having mesh near the front of shoes to vent is a fantastic idea for the summer but not so great when it's cold.
As for the rest of the body that was holding up quite well. The new jersey is the absolute ducks guts (<insert superlative of your choice), apart from being tailored like a finely made suit it does what it says on the box. Keeps you toasty indeed along with being nice and tight but non restrictive.
At the 20km mark the gilet had to be jettisoned and stuffed into a pocket but my god the toes were still suffering badly. The faster I went the worse they were, from memory I think it's the only time I preferred going up the hills than down them.
Honestly don't know how you guys that live in a cold climate can do it constantly. Roll on summer I promise to never complain about riding when it's 40c again.
I've tomorrow off work and it looks to be cold in the morning again so if the chance arrives I'll do it all again.
*Slight language warning.