49 degrees.

Yeesh.  Had to knock the icicles off the bicycle.  (Bicycle icicles?  Say that out loud!)

Fortunately, I’d left a polar bear watching over the bike.  The bear was ice fishing in the little pond next to the church.  Several of the penguins had worked through the night to make a pretty snow bicyclist man for us.  The walruses and seals were having a snowball fight as we rode out of the parking lot . . . 

Times like this I wish I drank coffee.  I would have just poured a cup on my head.