The Winter of our Discontent

Shakespeare's words came to me as I sit here on this dreary, rainy day. I vainly grasp the hope that fall will last longer, that there will be a few more days I can steal away from the onset of winter. Alas, I know it's a fruitless endeavor. But then reading some other blogs and forums, I saw the thing that will get me through the rides in the single digits, the icy slush finding that one bit of bare skin I inadvertently left exposed, the cruel winter's wind that tries to toss me into oncoming traffic. I saw the proposed WVMBA's 2009 race schedule.