It’s reached that point in the year where its getting horribly cold. Pretty enough on a Christmas card, much less appetising when its 1 degree outside, and you are heading off to work on the bike at 7am.
This year, I treated myself to a snood. I would recommend it.
It feels like still having the duvet wrapped around you, even as you brave the icy streets. The one I have even has airholes for your mouth, so you can breath through it without feeling like you are suffocating.
I do whole-heartedly advise you to splash out on one, if you do any winter cycling. However, I have a long history of complaining about cycling, so it would be remiss of me not to complain just a little bit…
Problems with a snood:
Reduced peripheral vision
It hardly seems much, but the snood overlaps the edge of my face by around 1cm. It’s amazing how much this affects my view of cars, especially when peering over my shoulder for overtakers.
If possible, try to peel back the edges just parallel with your eyes, since the feeling of being cosy is definitely diminished a bit by being run over by a lorry.
As soon as you stop moving, the warmth of your body and the steam from your breathing rapidly cloud your vision.
Once you set off again, the flow of cold air sorts it out, but I have gone almost completely blind at traffic lights a few times!
Looking like a serial killer.
I have not problem with looking like an idiot – see lycra trousers – but there’s something a little bit bank-robber-esque about covering ones mouth and nose. More than a few people have commented on my sinister appearance.
Problems aside, I love my snood, and I wish you all well in your snooding over the rest of this winter!
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