It is utterly fascinating what goes on in the heads of some of the local CX racers, especially during the off-season.

When I’m not up one of the canyons pretending I know how to ski, I’m busy playing with my new D80, pretending I know how to be a photographer, occasionally coming up with a decent shot; or tapping away on my keyboard, pretending I’m a writer, occasionally coming up with a reasonable blog post or poem … at least when I’m not quoting others.

And soon it will be spring again, and I can go back to pretending I’m a cyclist … although my new office is close enough to home, that perhaps I can actually stop pretending that.