Ahh Sweet 2011
Things are starting to shape up for 2011. I'm fully in the "regenerative" stage of my training. Meaning, I'm barely touching the bike these days. Normal work and home life stuff is there but throw in a new pooch producing copious amount of urine and feces and a star fangled nut that won't go in the stupid fucking steerer tube and you have the recipe for ZERO riding. All is good though, I've got a star fangled nut installer thing-a-ma-jiggy ordered and the pooch seems to be learning the difference between the great out-of-doors and the doody free in-of-doors so by next week I suspect things will be back in order. Plus, PLUS, Marcy and I are signed up for a fundraiser this weekend that'll have us as part of a 12 hr spin bike team with me putting in 2-3 hours in the sweatatorium. There's nothing like 3 hours riding inside to make you want to get outside to ride.
Looking ahead to 2011, I've started getting my sponsorship proposal letters out for 2011 and hope to get them all wrapped up by the end of the weekend so I know what's what for next year. Big things are going to happen. I'm sure. Really. So, if you happen to be an industry insider (only one follower that I know of. Hi Endless!) who reads this drivel and you have copious amounts of stuff (parts and money) that you want to part with, drop me a line. If you have a product that I actually like I'm a very cheap date... I've cleaned out my e-mail so that I don't overrun my storage allotment with the massive amounts of inquiries.
As for 2011 plans, as I've mentioned before, I intend to get pummeled in the Elite class for most of the xc season. To that end, I'm shoppin for a new xc rig. Previously, the Santa Cruz Tallboy was the leading contender but just recently my boyz at Salsa came out with the Spearfish (pictured above) as well so the decision is a tough one. I can nab the Salsa complete with a pretty solid build for the price of the Tallboy frame but that Tallboy sure is sweet. Me thinks that it'll all come down to cash-ola when the card slides through the slot but there's still time for Salsa and Santa Cruz to kiss my bum and beg and plead for my support in 2011. Or not.