The sun lured my bike out this morning. But the cold air reminded her that she runs like shit when it's this cold. So I just slapped her stubborn ass and rode to the new shop from work for lunch. She bitched and complained the whole time. After I arrived, I threw open the doors and the wave of oversaturateddogsass smell hit me like a ton of mayonnaise; nearly knocked me on my ass. I let that bitch air out. I parked the Hustler in the empty bay and threw a dog toy at the wall for 30 minutes. Winter sucks.