From Steering Wheel to Handlebars: My First Winter Cycling in Montreal (And Why I’ll Never Go Back)
Last October, when I told my colleagues I was planning to bike through the winter, they thought I’d lost it. “Tu es complètement fou,” my cubicle neighbor Marc laughed, shaking his head while sipping his Tim’s. My partner was even more direct: “You’re going to freeze to death.” Spoiler alert: I didn’t freeze. Instead, I…
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