So I got to spend some quality time today riding the old pug, across/around/above the beautiful Lake Nokomis, here in cold-ass Minneapolis; 1 degree with negative 23-degree wind-chill.  Truth be told (why would I lie) I love riding in the cold and snow. The only part I hate is the part where I am getting ready to go out into it.  Dread, is the word.  It’s funny how despite the fact that I truly love the ride, I dread going out into the cold so much that it keeps me from doing it sometimes. There are a lot of things…