Fall, my favorite time of year. There is something in the air...it's that feeling you get on a blue bell fall weekend day in the south. This is just one of those windows in this part of the country when the weather is perfect to enjoy being outside. The feeling of an SEC Saturday, Fishing on the lake, or setting up a cross course are all things that fill my mind this time of year on a Saturday.
Another contributing factor to this...atmosphere that surrounds cross season is the fact that it parallels holiday season. I mean who doesn't love this time of year? Halloween brings themed races, Thanksgiving brings the need to burn extra calories and the season finale takes place as everyone has switched into Christmas mode.
Maybe the perfect weather has something to do with why we love cross so much. At first glance it seemed as if the cross season was just tucked into the leftover calender dates of the cycling season. But, it is clear now that in the south cross inherited the perfect section of calender. Really, who wants to race their bike in July or August on asphalt so hot it's melting...or in the woods when it's hot even in the shade? No, for me bike racing should be reserved for spring and fall in the south...that's why I love cross season.
In case you didn't notice...I love cross...you?
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dang Brent. this post got me all fired up to try for another whole season of sucking at 'cross!
we need to go find some cool mountain air and some sticky dirt.
why don't we do it on the dirt?
singlespeeders unite!
BamaCross...now presented in High Gravity.
I heart you CX, I've missed you, and we will be together very soon!
u racing this year?
uh-huh
more rmp or maybe the other rmp, jacob...?
what other rmp?
the other rmp
it begins on a road
it goes off road
this road that it goes off of
bears the name
of the first word
of the park
this name
and this road
are the stretch
of road
where the pace
hits the fan
for the first time
on a ride
that happens weekly
on the night
after monday
oh that rmp.
yes, let us find that dirt.
preferably in the dead of night.
I'm soooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ready for summer to end.
Cross rules. Bamacross rules.
The hurt doesnt show, but the pain still grows.
Its no stranger to you or me.
I've been practicing my dollar bill hand offs, beer drinking and oh yeah the cow bell ringing all year long. I'll be ordering a new bike that I'm not worthy of in the next week or two and my honey do's are ahead of schedule. Bring it!
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