I saw the first BOSS snowplow of the year out on a truck on my way to practice this morning. It seems a little premature since there's not even termination dust in the mountains yet.

And then I passed people setting up for the Tuesday Night Running Race during my afternoon rollerski and I got an urge to race. I didn't care so much who I raced or what event I raced, I simply wanted to race.

The ski season can't get here soon enough.