Cross-country

Snow. Again.

Great.

It’s not even real snow, just this slushy, sticky rubbish that makes you cold and wet with none of the prettiness. On my way in to work this morning I was forced to partake in some bicycle-biathlon, which is much like the Winter Olympics version but with a road bike. That is, you slither around on some rutted slushy snow, try not to end up in the Cam, and then shoot someone. Haven’t decided who yet, possibly a climate skeptic.

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