All this snow falling from the sky is a beautiful thing. Such nice snow too, light and fluffy, perfect for snowboarding. Not so great for those of us who bike to work most days.
A bit of backstory first. In September I won the door prize in a big way. For those who don't bike, the door prize is when a person in a parked car opens their door in front of you right as you pass by and you the cyclist get slammed into the door. My door prize was courtesy of a delivery van. I hit the edge of the door with my shoulder, missing my face by about two inches. I went airbourne and landed on my bike in the middle of the street car tracks about 6m up the road. This incident has left me shaken. Even though it happened last September I am still not as confortable on the roads as I use to be.
So this morning finds me staring out the window at this wonderful snow that's been falling since early last night and pondering whether to ride today or not. I was actually pretty pumped about the idea and had pulled my ski googles from the closet to keep the pelting snow out of my eyes.
At the last minute I chickened out. The some times overly rational part of my brain won the battle and I ended up hoping in the car and driving despite feeling incredibly guilty about doing so.
Not sure how to get over this fear I've developed if I can't convince myself to get back out there. Thoughts?