How I Mastered the Winter Bike Commute

The first morning, I showed up wide-eyed and flustered, desperately rubbing my hands to regenerate the feeling I had lost on my 4.75-mile bike ride into the office.

The next day, removing my helmet opened a floodgate of sweat that poured down my forehead, taking my meticulously applied mascara with it. But day three of my winter bike commute …

On day three, I nailed it.

And you can, too, with the right amount of commitment, some flawless layering and a dash of impeccable gear selection.

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