Biking in the snow.
Scaled down picture so you can't tell that my camera is angry about the soaking it got this summer/.
By Sunday morning, though, biking was pretty much out. 3" of snow or so was more than I could successfully plow through, so walking and biking were about tied in the mile or so I did getting home, and the walking was a lot less comical. So I've been walking and taking the bus/MAX since. Everybody I know is stir-crazy, frustrated by the snow, and yet I think I've been out of the house more than I usually am.