Today I took the bus...
yesterday was awful, going in was okay, powder snow, etc but coming home the second half of the Busway was just an ice rink. When I got the end, my front light was not working, so I had to walk from town to home. When I reached the end f the Busway, my hands were so cold I could not move them, I could not grip the handle bars anymore. So I had to walk, and when I got home and my wife pulled the gloves off they were just frozen. As they warmed up they stung so much, like they had been in a fire, I felt sick with the pain of it, really weird.
That was enough for me to say sod it and get the bus, I hate to give up, but I am fitting my kitchen in 2 weeks and cant afford to come off and damage myself. So as much as I hate giving in, it was the most sensible thing to do.