XC.

Forever searching for alternate modes of transportation... I set my bicycle aside for a day and set out on my xc skis... destination: "work."

Attaching my "pants" to the outside of my "satchel," I set out on the adventure-of-a-lifetime within the city limits of Ashland, Wisconsin.

...Well... That was a pretty big build up... there really isn't all that much to this story... other than the fact that I fell more than three times, potentially destroyed my bases by skiing over roads, arrived ten minutes late, and lost my pants in the process.

So, here I sit in spandex pants and xc boots, drawing maps in the county courthouse.

Moral of the story?