The path I was on wasn't really maintained with winter bikers in mind, and I never even thought of researching winter tires, and I wasn't a particularly skilled cyclist (I don't think I cleaned the chain once in several years).
So I did what any stubborn-minded fool who had to bike to their job rain or shine would do: I simply fell over repeatedly until I started getting the hang of things (pro-tip: just don't turn at all and you won't fall over)
Nowadays I'm too old to consider regularly crashing during my commute to be a particularly sane idea; though I still don't have a car and wish cycling infrastructure would get even a fraction of the attention that car infrastructure does.