25 degrees here, a couple of fluffy inches there, what color wax do I use on my skate skis today? All fitting observations for a motivated cyclist in training, right? Eh, no. Okay. My first race is a good four months away and honestly, I'm thinking more about report cards due in late January and how I'm going to explain the dog vomit spewed into my car's rear seat latch mechanism by my otherwise healthy, happy and beautiful dog, Ellie. Winter has been in and out so far this year, like many recent years. And, like many recent years, it has me regretting not buying a Prius one day and opting for the V6 whatever the next. Okay, no, I'm not that shortsighted. It is almost debilitatingly frustrating when you ski in 22" of snow one day and then three days later it's rainy and 75% gone. Add to that that you have to drive back from vacation to go be a teacher again and, arrgh, I swear I had thoughts of driving straight into one of many endless groves of spruce trees and ending it all. But I digress....
