Winter in full effect, affecting my own clear vision with frozen tears.
Cross is fading into Nordic skiing but I'm still hungry. I'm not done eating
Tubulars and vibrations up through the bars into my still damaged shoulders.
I am looking down the tunnel of winter into the cold long rides with the Sun
Low in the sky, at mid day.
Even as another season goes by I smile knowing I did what I could,
Always wanting more.
I'll push through another next year.