So, I cycled today, which may have been a mistake. I discovered that my boots are no longer water-proof and so my feet were swimming in cold water by the time I was less than halfway through my ride. I have a dry pair of shoes in my office, which I am wearing without socks. I hope the socks dry before my cycle home, but it probably will make no difference, since the boots have no chance of drying in such a short period of time.
It's a shame because I bought a crazy-ass pair of boots that are good to minus 40 and water-proof. In fact, I used them to shovel the wet wintery sludge from my sidewalk this morning. I felt that they were too cumbersome to cycle in, but they would have been a much better choice. Fashion should never trump comfort. That fashion can lose out is a sign of age, if you ask me. By this logic, I am not yet old.
I remember walking the 1.5 KM trip to and from high school in minus 20 or worse weather and foregoing a hat. I was too concerned that someone would see me. Dumb, you say and I agree. On those days when it was even colder, I would take the route less travelled, with my toque on, taking a risk that someone would see me, and then removing the hat for the last part of my journey, as I closed in on the school. Yes, it was dumb, but I never got any frostbite. Oddly, I wore my hat after school during winter track when we ran around the frozen streets, but I guess the coach prevailed upon us. At least I am now comfortable wearing a hat, so maybe I am aging after all.
OK, well, maybe I can dry my socks using the hand dryer in the bathroom ...