My beloved peloton looks forward to the end of the year for the same reason I dread it: the off season. While my favorite riders are sleeping in, going on holiday, and allowing their body fat percentage to creep as high as 8%, I'm stuck looking for ways to pass the next 2 months.
I'm counting on my new passion, rock climbing, to help.
But that doesn't mean cycling isn't always at the back of my mind…and often at the front.
Thinking of BMC's Taylor Phinney in California.
A shot of my favorite team's nickname on a Toronto street sign.
Spending the occasional hour decorating a cake baked by my sister-in-law (I won't tell you how long it took to stage this photo just so–there were a lot of accessories to consider) to celebrate one of my favorite sprinters.
And of course, doing a little riding myself (and perhaps even crashing into a creek. Just perhaps).
