Every now and then I'm actually glad that racing my bike isn't my job. For example, on Saturday I went to the Boulevard Road Race (a.k.a. Tour of California Prologue).
About an hour before my race, it began to snow.
About 45 minutes before my race, it began snowing real hard. At that, I said, screw this. This isn't my job. Plus I'm allergic to snow, rain, and the cold in general. I went home instead. Sooner or later, my season is actually going to start.
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