No, not cyclocross. The State Championships ended the season-you can read my personal report here.
I'm talking about training for cycling by not cycling. Doing some other activity to keep yourself sharp. Like nordic skiing, racquetball, or today's choice: Christmas tree cutting. That's my mom in the stunning pink hat 
(is it a quality of Moms that they have to embarrass their daughters with their choice of headwear?) Anyways, we made the arduous trek to our tree grove (50 meters from the front door), picked out a likely candidate, and I got down and dirty sawing it down. Then came the hard part: Wrestling the damn thing to upright in the stand. Who engineers these things? Arrrggh. Oh well, the finished tree looks great lit up in the living room. Merry Christmas!
(is it a quality of Moms that they have to embarrass their daughters with their choice of headwear?) Anyways, we made the arduous trek to our tree grove (50 meters from the front door), picked out a likely candidate, and I got down and dirty sawing it down. Then came the hard part: Wrestling the damn thing to upright in the stand. Who engineers these things? Arrrggh. Oh well, the finished tree looks great lit up in the living room. Merry Christmas!
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