Icy passion.

Over a week of bike commuting has left me with a strange view on winter biking. All the time, bar a quick 30 mins on Sunday, spent on the bike over the last 3 weeks have been for commuting to work. I have been looking at my bike in a different way. A tool, a machine for a purpose rather than an object to get passionate about. Then......today I used the Rover to get to work. I hated it and spent all the time sat in the car wishing I was on my bike. I realised that the passion may drop under the surface but it still burns brightly.