I don't mind cold weather too much. I've got lots of clothes to keep me warm. Certainly my feet and hands get cold but that isn't really morale-sapping. It's ice that stops me cycling when it gets cold. The main roads in London tend to get gritted and ice doesn't form, but as soon as you turn off onto quieter streets, it can get a bit dicey, especially on thin road bike tyres. I came off yesterday when it was barely freezing and it happened in the blink of an eye. No harm done, just a grazed knee, but it makes me mighty apprehensive, and that's no fun. I'm grounding myself for the moment.