Cyclocross isn’t officially over. But it will be soon. There are still mountain bike trails dry enough to ride. And a few ski resorts are open. But winter is lagging. And so is the energy and enthusiasm for… well, everything. Everything except sleeping. I suppose that a long season of ski touring, bike racing, and keyboard plunking has reached it’s natural (and belated) terminal.
As I should be. As you should be.
But I’m hopeful. About 2012 (unless the Mayans were right), this space, and other ambitions and lofty plans occupying my brain.
In the meantime, we’re all enduring this ‘tweener season. Not cycling season. Not ski season. And while that the seasonal indecision can cause an agitated unrest, it is a needed, appreciated time of reset, recovery, and reflection.