8:17 a.m., riding north on Dibble Ave NW. What was it… 19 degrees? Me - 2 sweaters, 1 down jacket, wool hat, hot coffee in hand, running to catch the bus. You - AND your young daughter, pink puffy jacket - pedaling your tandem, smiles peeking through puffs of I-see-your-breath. You two are waaaay tough!