I know complaining about the cold while living in CA doesn’t get me very far with everyone who is freezing, but bear with me.
In the early mornings it’s in the low 40’s and high 30’s here. Which as I’ve said elsewhere is about the limit of my riding temperature range. This is because even with good thick gloves my fingers are painful icicles by the time I get to work.
Every morning as I sit in my warm house I debate taking the car, thinking about how cold the ride is going to be, and how much my poor fingers are going to hurt. Every morning I still put on my gear and ride.
It’s because I love riding motorcycles, and I know that the ride home will make up for it. After riding my motorcycle home I’ll be much happier than if I took the car. Getting home after riding is a sense of accomplishment, a feeling of just being alive, and never have I felt those things from driving home in the car.
Riding is always an adventure, and you are the lone hero in the saga.