Cross season is upon us...

I like mud, rain and bleeding lungs but hate running. That is why I will never be good at cross. I am still rolling the bacon cruzer. Highlights include a lubed chain, and the dust was washed off from last year. So please remember to give me a shout at the races.
This guy, this one, and, last but not least, this one need to start a support group to fill their time and learn how to walk away gracefully.