Tis the season... for 'cross

Ladies and germs, i'm proud to say that last weekend i netted my first top 10 finishes EVER in a MAC race!! Note that I said "finishes" being the plural of "finish". For some of those that may be a little slow, that means two times I was in the top ten. Yeah for me!

Saturday we saw a real douchebag of a man sport his true colors. I won't name names but said douchebag chopped my man Von Leech and crashed him pretty good. Ry definitely rode an awesome race coming from dead last to finish 11th. Way to go man. Spent Saturday night in a swank hotel which was pure sweetness. Getting to sleep in and only having to drive 10 min to race is real livin'. Thanks to Bob for putting us up in the room.

Sunday was a rough day. Half the course went up hill and half was down. If the climbing legs didn't show up it could have been a really rough day for most. Luckily, my 132 lb ass is relatively easy to carry up a hill even when the legs aren't firing at 100%. I'm hoping to get up to the top 5 the last MAC weekend in a few weeks time.

Finally, for those of you reading this who think I only talk about riding and racing I figured I'd put this one picture in here for your viewing pleasure. You see, even though we are racing cyclocross, we are living a lifestyle. We're all family when the leaves start to change and the temperature starts to drop. We know how to have fun even though we constantly push our bodies to their physical limits. In case you don't believe me just look at this pic

Video Chats

Wow, I did my first real video chat last night. I must be way behind the times since it seems as though almost everyone has done one but me. It took me a while to realize that even though I covered the video window, the camera was still on and the other party could still see what I was doing. Technology... go figure. Anyways, what an awesome way to talk to someone 2/3 of the way across the country. It's like being with that person even though your not. Very cool indeed.

Ok, I know what your thinking... " Video chats are for pervs that do nasty things over the internet." Well my friends, I behaved. Nothing was exposed, nothing naughty was done. I don't see why I would have such a bad reputation. I would never do anything like that, it would be just plain wrong.

I need to get back to work, or at least look busy.

Cheers!

Pain, Mother Nature and 'Cross

I always wondered about those massacists, i mean really, how can you enjoy pain like that? Granted, they do some pretty strange shit (i've seen guys lift things with nipple rings although, i've heard they can lift things with the member betwix thy legs). Weird eh? Then it dawned on me how my brothers and sisters of the two wheel passion suffer as well. I know we aren't lifting heavy nic nacs with our privates but having to bury yourself and abuse your body for 45 min or worse, a whole hour. Sometimes your so far into the pain closet reality becomes warped. Colors, sights and sounds all merge into one. We train to avoid this but for some there is no avoiding the beast.

This weekend it dawned on me that I have lightened myself up to the point where mother nature now controls my travels. Completely apparent on saturday in connecticut where the wind was a howlin' and i was a blowin' in the freaking breeze. Case in point: a few times i had some unhappy new englanders yelling at me to hold a line during the race. "What the F do you want me to do man?? I'm going where the wind is fucking putting me!! Back off bro!" I have decided that it will be wise for me not to leave the safety of the indoors when the wind is over 15 mph. Dorthy and her dog Toto were not in Kansas anymore cause of some tornado or something and this Toto sure as hell does not need a free ride to Kansas right now. Enough of that. Sunday was good to me. I jumped in the local "A" race again and finished 3rd! Super stoked for the result since the whole race six of us were together until one at a time they dislodged along the way. Three left at the end and I was out powered at the sprint for second. All in all a good day i suppose.

high school crush and blow

martina, martina, martina... what were you thinking? in high school i had the biggest crush on her. i'd sit and dream about the day we would play tennis together, and play other games. naked. obviously, it never happened but a guy can fantasize can't he? she made her way out of my mind but yesterday she fucked up. fucked up big time. in case you haven't heard, she got busted for using blow. coke heads are definitely NOT cool.


on the homefront, i'll be making my way up to new england tomorrow to get my race on and spend sunday helping the team with the first race of the augusta series. lets hope that i keep the rubber side down this time around and avoid another raspberry and road rash week of discomfort.