Wednesday, November 29, 2006
It was 36 and drizzly when I rode in this morning and I had stupidly underdressed. Idiot. By the time I got in, I could barely move my fingers. To top it off, the shower at work has roughly 1 minute of hot water before it turns tepid so I couldn't even soak to warm up for ten minutes. One thing that I never skimp on though is my visibility. My bike has three flashers on it. Two in the rear and one white flasher in the front. In addition to that, I have reflective accents on my shoes, messenger bag, gloves, jacket. You name it, its reflective. I probably look like the freakin mother ship coming in for a landing but at least I know that there is no way somebody can not see me. They may not be paying attention to what their doing and still plow me over but at least I know that when the jackass puts his cell phone down and stops watching the girls gone wild dvd on his drop down screen that I'll be the first thing he sees. I've actually had a car stop me and tell me how visible I am on the road and as a father that makes me feel good.
Monday, November 27, 2006
What happened after the ride was most interesting. About 15 minutes into the ride Chance wandered off. I had a sneaking suspicion he had found a gut pile from deer left over from hunting season. Not wanting to deal with it at the time, I rode on expecting him to meet me back at the car as he does when we get seperated. About an hour into the ride, I stopped to adjust my headset when I heard his jangling collar approaching. Since he had managed to catch me, I assumed that he had simply wandered off momentarily earlier in the ride and not actually found a steaming pile of disgusting. We finished our ride without incident but when we got to the car my earlier worries proved to be true. Instead of hopping into the car, Chance proceeded to do the ole back arch convulsion and hacked up about 1 1/2 pounds of deer intestines. Excellent. Thankfully he was nice enough to do it before hopping into the car. Unfortunately, he didn't get it all out and I had a nice little suprise waiting for me on the living room carpet this morning. Nice way to start the day.
Aren't you glad you checked this blog today? Where else can you find a photo of regurgitated deer intestines?
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
I definitely consider this a lust item and not really a need item. I could easily run out and get another hr monitor for less than a third of the money and do perfectly fine but damn is this thing cool. Its hard to tell from the photo but the computer is only about twice the size of my current cat-eye bike computer and probably smaller than some of the monstrosities they call bike computers that I've seen advertised over the years. But in that small package there are tons of functions with the four most important being: 1. heart rate monitor 2. gps 3. bike computer 4. training software.
I would think that with those four items at my side, I'd be able to kick it up a notch next summer.
Realistically though, it taint gonna happen so if I'm going to set my sights on something so pricey it might as well be the new Salsa Mamasita.
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Today was spent hanging around the house, doing a bit of work to make some extra coinage for this winter’s copious house renovations. I was also able to squeeze in a mountain bike ride with the pooch before the rains descended on us. We got in a sweet 1.5 hour on a new loop that we stumbled upon while exploring. The funniest thing happened during the ride, because of the previous night’s rains Chance was enjoying himself splashing through all of the puddles. One puddle on the edge of a swamp proved to be more than a match for the pooch. It was only about 5’ across but when he tried to run through, he took a header and disappeared from sight. He emerged a second later, covered in mud and quickly scrambled out the other side with his tail tucked. Funny shit. I laughed out loud at the poor s.o.b. Of course, I wasn’t laughing as much when I had to clean him up when we got home.
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Just read Adam Craig's write-up on that silly little race down in Central America. Looks pretty brutal but I've got to wonder if the 25 k of rail bed (with the ties) would be better with a 29'er.
From the look of this pic and others on the cycling news website, a 29'er could roll this stuff with the greatest of ease saving both time and energy. Of course, if you screwed up and fell in the river below, you'd be eaten by alligators Indiana Jones style.
Friday, November 03, 2006
I’m getting my man-on again this off season and have started doing Pilates again. They’re sorta gay and you can’t possibly look manly while doing them but they’re a great flexibility and core workout and as we all know, those are two areas that cyclists are notoriously weak in. I’m secure enough in my manhood to announce that I do them. For gods sake, I’m secure enough to wear a pink shirt to an office full of work boot wearing construction managers. They rarely see my shaved legs or spandex though, I may be a man but I’m not stupid.
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Most of my riding has been the occasional commute (usually Wednesday’s). Last Wednesday, on my commute home, I ran into a road construction delay. Being a jackass on a bike, I rode around all of the cars to the front of the line, crossed the street and waited at a cross walk. The flagger waved me through (before the huge line of cars I had just passed) so I proceeded to cross the bridge. Of course the f’in flagger sent me through while there were still cars coming from the other direction so I changed my route to go over the crosswalk behind a cat excavator. Behind the excavator was a pile of railroad ties and some other various construction detritus. I started to snake my way through but halfway there I slipped out and ate serious shit, munging up my hand, glove, knee and ankle. I’m guessing it was karma for passing everybody like an ass.
The scene of the crime.
My poor glove.
wah, wah, my poor hand.
I’m also doing some cx workouts a couple days a week before work. These’ll be good if I actually do a cyclocross race but more importantly it’s a way to liven up my workout schedule.
Chris Carmichael’s Train Right series of dvd’s are sort of boring but are actually a good workout and even though they are boring, help to motivate me while on the nowhere bike.
Some IMBA dude sent me and a couple of other people an e-mail about coming to Camden to do a trail care day next summer and wanted us to put in an application. I’m not sure who they got our names from or why they came to us but Jeff Kuller (the Snow Bowl’s manager) got the ap in on time so hopefully we’ll have a sweet trail weekend next summer.