wet white stuff

i wasn't smiling the whole time, but i enjoyed most of this morning's ride in the wet, wet snow. if i hadn't encountered a few dicey spots where the white stuff ventured out onto the shoulder of the road, it would've been like a pleasant ride in the rain. i was cold and wet, soaked really, when i got back home. my clothese were covered with the grit that my tires threw up on my backside. everything's in the laundry now and i'm warm and dry. time to head to work. (20.11 miles @ 16.4mph)