It's almost Christmas again. Time for my my legions of fan (Hi, Mom!) to contemplate what to get me for Christmas.
Usually, they have no idea, so they ask. And then I take a deep breath and respond...
"IWANTAPAIROFOFFICIALKARHUGUIDEBACKCOUNTRYSKISINSIZE185
ORMAYBE195SOIKNOWIGETTHENEWONESWITHVOILE3PINHARDWIRE
BINDINGSBUTMAKESUREWHOEVERINSTALLSTHEBINDINGSMAKES
SUREANDLINESUPTHEHEELTHROWWITHTHEHEELPLATESOICANLOCK
ITDOWNWHENTOURINGANDTHENMAYBESOMENEWGARMONT
EXCURSIONBOOTSTOSKITHESEWITHINSIZE29ALTHOUGHMAYBE28.5.."
To which my loved ones usually interrupt, "Uh... How 'bout we just send you a check?"
Me: "OK."
Still, some of us choose to challenge ourselves physically and mentally on various ski and bike racing courses whereas my mother is the world's fiercest and most determined Christmas shopper. This year, I'd like to give her something of a challenge.
So, here's the official BDB Christmas wish list:
-Cyclocross socks. Our team jerseys are cool and all, but I'm totally slacking on the cyclocross fashion front. My socks are just not up to par.
-Wool. Zillions of dollars in synthetic fiber research has just been unable to beat this stuff. Go nuts in the 100% wool department. Long underwear, socks, and bicycling jerseys top the list. (size XL, please.)
-Kilt. Yes, your son wants a dress. Both for formal occasions and changing into bicycling clothes in the parking lot without getting arrested.
-Knickers. This is the challenge. I can't find these anywhere. 100% Wool kickers, with a lower cuff. Something like these.
