Our back deck, grill and lawn furniture are all buried under the fluffy white death of summer. I have been pretending for the past week that it was a dream, that I could rub my eyes and blink twice then the grass would be green, the dogs would be chasing squirrels around the house and I would have my knobbies gripping dry warm dusty dirt.
How to Avoid the Bummer Life
Races of Interest
Dirt Sweat and Gears
NUE MTB Series
Next thursday will be my final day of intern teaching. In addition to base miles I will be job hunting. Wish me luck and let me know if anyone needs a certified teacher with a background in special education, six years of bike industry experience, with an ability to coach tennis, write poetry and take so so photographs. I am open to just about anything.