I’m a weather wimp. It was 90 F last weekend, when I was visiting dad in So Cal. It was nice, like in paradise. This weekend, much different story. It was 42 F when I woke up this morning, and was going to go for a Meetup ride down to Boulder Creek, up Jamison Creek, but I hear it had a dusting of snow there, and the thought of black ice came into my head. No thanks.
Then I found out SF Bike Expo is this weekend. Good excuse to skip the ride and go there instead. Hey, at least it’s still a bike theme.