Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Suck It

All you Racin Rick haters out there can officially suck it!  I continue to catch flack for my quote in the Bridgton News after the off road tri.  I'm probably catching said flack because people notice that it's starting to bother me but I'm going to snap at their bait and piss and moan again.  As I tried to explain to the Bathers on Thursday, 99% of people who race enter each race to win.  They may not truly believe that they can win but that is their HOPE.  I know a few people who truly enter races ONLY to have fun but that is only because they've found after years of racing that a top podium spot just isn't in the cards (right Jason???).  Now, don't take that the wrong way.  I totally respect folks who race just for shits and giggles or for the feeling of accomplishment.  In fact, I actually hope that when the day comes when I'm sucking a turd race wise that I'll be man enough to keep going out there and racing but part of me suspects that when that day comes I'll probably move on to something else (golf???) that I can spend way too much time and money on.  There is one woman in the EFTA series who is at almost every race who is very much overweight but she is out there every race day giving it her all with a smile on her face.  The front runners may think that they're tough but it takes a whole lot more mental fortitude to do what she does and I commend her for that. 

Edit: I should also mention that I realize that I'm a medium fish swimming in a small pond.  If I were to take my so called skillz to Colorado or the west coast I'd get my ass handed to me on a daily basis (much like I was at the beginning of the season).  Also, for the record, I'm just fu*king around with all of this.  I actually had a good conversation with the bathers about this and the only folks who are really being dicks are my brothers but that is how we always act towards each other so no harm, no foul.

Ok, enough of this B.S. (for now at least, I've got to learn to not say EVERYTHING that is on my mind.  now that would take mental fortitude!).  Bike prep is happening for the BB12.  This morning, at 5 am,  I awoke to thunder and lighting so instead of commuting in, I brewed a pot of coffee and started to wrench on the bike.  The front end and seat creaks  have been driving me absolutely batty so I took them apart, cleaned everything and put it back together in the desperate hope that the constant chirping will cease thus saving myself from circling the drain of mental stability for 12 hours this coming Saturday.  It's hard enough getting through one of those races as it is.  I also must remember to add more Stans to my tires.  I'm sure they're due.  The question is, should I pull the rear tire off so that I can remove the rock that somehow found it's way into the tire when I was pre-riding for the Treasure Valley Ralley.  After I removed the rock from between the tire sidewall and rim I mentioned to Mike that it was a good thing one didn't get into the tire but, sure enough, when I was checking the true the other day I heard a rock knocking around in there.  Part of me wants to remove the rock but part of me doesn't want to deal with the hassle of resealing the tire when the rock doesn't seem to be doing any harm.  Will laziness or pragmatism prevail?  Only time will tell.


6 comments:

Jason said...

Listen Lance, don't drag me into your rats next of power, magalomania, and narcissism.

Ha!

rick is! said...

did I make thing worse???

Brian said...

Nice pic. What the hell is the guy in orange doing? Is that a Nishiki Alien he's riding? Where's he from, 'cause "Bathers" prolly know better...
Also, friends don't let stupid Bather friends wear white gloves with carbon knuckles.

rick is! said...

see, some of those pictures do eventually see the light of day.

don't make steve mad or he might take it out on you this weekend...

Unknown said...

Darren can be such a dick.

Anonymous said...

In it to win it. Yeah. Right on. Thats why I drag myself from thr trails and road to the races..and if i dont win, banked and stored for next time. To win.