It was cold on my ride home last Monday - not exactly single digits; it was -10°F
. I rode home one day this month when it was colder, but that was during daylight. Monday was mostly in the dark.
It was going great - thought I was going to make pretty good time - the paths were pretty clear. Then I crossed over to the suburb of Egan, MN. Egan appparently doesn't think the MUPs need the snow cleared. Had to push my bike for about a mile and a half through 6" of windblown snow and plow chop that looked like the surface of the moon. That added at least 40 minutes to my commute.
Made it home in just over 3 hours. I was starting to bonk, and the last three miles were really slow. I was plenty warm, but I could tell that the 'cold' was penetrating a lot deeper through my 5 layers than usual.