Brrrr...

I took another cold-weather bike ride this afternoon. Will it ever warm up? The temperature wasn't so awful (44 degrees), but the wind was howling out of the north. Just look at these whitecaps on the water:

Nice shot of Boston, but wow ... the wind sure was brutal. I saw many of signs of the rough winter we had this past year. Huge potholes, sandy roadsides -- I felt like I was riding Paris-Roubaix myself.

It still felt good to get out there and ride though.