Fall is my least favorite time of the year.

Now that fall is here I've discovered it's my least liked season. Sure the leaves are pretty, but one day you are wearing shorts and flip-flops and the next you are wearing a parka and sipping a hot beverage without the hope of skiing anytime soon.

It's difficult to get out and ride because you keep telling yourself that next week it just might be warmer and sometimes it's true. In winter you just pray for a day when the roads are dry so are able to ride whatever the temperature might be. At least cross season is here and everyone else is going to be riding in the misery.