11 launched into 30° and light winds from the SW @ 4. I was my usual overdressed fredaliscious self. Ditched the PI Pittards and went back to the old faithful, but foul, Patagonia gloves. They made my hands stink but I just cant throw them away, the idea of freezing fingers is scarier than stinky fingers. Added a thin fleece pant to the config from yesterday as well as swapping the windproof booties for neoprene. Someone even joked that I wear the same thing wether or not it's 40 or 70°. It's no secret I chill easily.
Not sure if I'm going to make the ride tomorrow. Maybe I'll try to take it easy and follow the Martinizer on Sunday for some pain cave spelunkin'.