The snow cover is melting, leaving behind sand, soda bottles, beer cans and frozen chunks of doggie doo-doo that are melting into small pockets of smelly brown goo. Yay spring!
It also seems that the cross country skiing season is over. I'm gonna miss it. I think one of the reasons I like cc skiing so much is that I'm not very good at it. It seems like every year I learn something new, figure out a better style or find a new waxing tip. By the end of the winter, I feel like I'm almost mediocre.
Last weekend, after we got a dumping of a half foot of snow, was terrific for skiing. I went 20 kilometers around the outside of Nine Mile County Forest Recreation Area, and was completely knackered. It was the first time I went that far on skis in what, three years? And now it's over.
So today I'm meeting Jake for a bike ride, probably around 14 miles or so. I'm not all that keen about it. Which is disturbing. Because usually I'm slathering to go for a ride about this time. Without that yearning, it feels as if I've lost touch with a high school friend, and I'm not ready to reconnect. I'm hoping that the ride today will touch off a spark, because if I don't like riding anymore, I spent $2,000 on a fancy carbon fiber bike two years ago for nothing.
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