Working on a montage of a mosquito on the SEM. Down side, i need to collect about 20 images, and it takes a couple minutes per scan. Start scan, walk back, answer questions on confocal, SEM, desk, SEM, confocal... I'm working on image 6... now image 7...
The only photo of me in photoreflect is here...
not a bad shot... just not so much of a featured shot...
My tunnel vision recalls that run up to the track as being just a few steps... Zoo's shot makes it look much longer. not to mention that maybe if Solobreak had shouldered his bike he might have broken the 50 minute mark.
I musta done something right cause this is the first post CX race that i haven't had a bruise in my hip from shouldering the bike. Makes sense cause Sunday i actually felt i could carry the bike well. Still undecided about which day to hit... Noho sounds fun, and how can ya not wanna go ride Adam's personal course after hearing him babble on and on and on and on in Transitions.
Gotta start the next scan (would be much easier if the scope had a network connection)
There - next image...
Check out Suds's read. Goes along well with the electric car link from DC.
Driving to and from the races in the golf, generally going with the flow of the faster traffic which everyone knows how fast the fast cars drive... i'm getting right around 40 mpg. With bike on roof and all city driving otherwise. Fuel economy isn't anywhere near what it was on the long steady state commutes without the bike rack on the roof (a full 5-8 mpg hit itself)... that as generally high 40s, i could get over 50 easily if i kept to speeds around 65 the whole time but the speedlimit in michigan is 70... and slow traffic (me) was doing 75-78mph.
i think i may have mentioned all that before... but fillin up the car sunday night reminded me of it all... It'd be nice to set up a little refinery and run the vehicle on 100% biod. for now tho... gotta settle for 20% bio...
going back for image 13...
Its only taken all day and 40 oz of water, most of a pot of coffee and some pizza to sort the system out.
The Commuting workshop went well. But riding back up from there my legs were seriously hosed, as in it was painful. Reading Reain's schedule made my legs hurt all over again (thanks for the link there Zoo)
Okay (image #14 almost finished) WTF happened to Ryan's blog? Adam succeed in bitch slapping the kid into submission?
Its like vanished... and that's fucked up. Unless its just temporary. Damn... Woops there, its back up. Appearantly Adam got to him.
And yeah - real men DO ride concor saddles...
time to saddle up...
This bike commuting slow cyclocross freak is oudaheAh
peace
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
not good enough
i can't leave it like that...
it takes nights like last night to reaffirm - me + wine + beer + brother (who still drinks like i used to) is a bad bad combination now.
couple that with me making pizza for everyone and not eating...
or drinking much water...
Couple things cool to check out:
#1 Treefarm and Adam duking it out. Hate to say it but i side mostly with the tall freak. Maybe bitching about the BikeReg surcharge is a bit much, but... Ryan does have a point about europe. Start money probably would go a long way to legitimizing the US Cross races in the eyes of europe. but then maybe not...
#2 electric car thing that Big Jonny posted.
And finally a PSA from Lennard Zinn:
He didn't address the use in Cross... I'll stick with my top secret AirB tubes...
Dugast uses latex tubes in their bubulars... and latex tubes definately roll differently... much much softer than butyl... although mr negative boy Solobreak'll prolly chime in with "it doesn't matter what the tube is at equal pressures" *shrug*
We got a commuter winter riding workshop today... should be fun/intersting...
I was debating heading down for a greasy b-fast sammy but decided against it and went with the lunch i had brought instead (pizza)... starting to feel human again... sort of...
I'll refrain from bitching about Halloween, as i know many people really like this holiday... i don't... it makes me grumpy
it takes nights like last night to reaffirm - me + wine + beer + brother (who still drinks like i used to) is a bad bad combination now.
couple that with me making pizza for everyone and not eating...
or drinking much water...
Couple things cool to check out:
#1 Treefarm and Adam duking it out. Hate to say it but i side mostly with the tall freak. Maybe bitching about the BikeReg surcharge is a bit much, but... Ryan does have a point about europe. Start money probably would go a long way to legitimizing the US Cross races in the eyes of europe. but then maybe not...
#2 electric car thing that Big Jonny posted.
And finally a PSA from Lennard Zinn:
Is Stan the solution?
Dear Lennard,
I read the article in the latest issue of VeloNews about Hutchinson's tubeless road tires and up and coming new tubeless road rims.
What prevents me from using a Stan's No-Tube kit along with Mavic Ksyriums and a pair of new Michelin Pro Race tires or even a new pair of cross tires. Is it a safety issue?
By the way, I have used Mavic Crossmax SL, a Stan's No-Tube kit with my tire of choice with great success off road.
Joe
Dear Joe,
Yes, it most certainly is a safety issue! I had the same idea when I got my first bottle of Stan's NoTubes. I slapped a pair of Vittoria Open Corsa Evo CX tires onto some Ksyriums, threw in the Stan's liquid, and merrily pumped them up to 100psi. A little tipping them back and forth with soapsuds on them eliminated any leakage. I was stoked, headed out of my driveway and down the hill.
I had gotten about 200 meters and had a good head of steam going when the front tire completely blew off of the rim on both sides. If that were not dangerous enough, the fact that (1) the Open Corsa tire lies flat when off of the rim, (2) there was no inner tube to create any friction, and (3) the whole rim and inside of the tire were slimy with wet liquid latex, made the rim just slither back and forth in the tire. I was very lucky not to eat it big time; I had very little control with that front rim sliding around like that. I'm not sure if I even had a helmet on, since I was just messing around in the shop and jumped onto the bike. I could easily have smacked my head on the pavement and not even be here to tell the story. Don't do it! Don't take comfort that it work on MTB tires either. The pressures are different.
The Hutchinson Road Tubeless tires have a square bead-lock above the bead on the outside that engages a similarly-shaped recess just below the hook in the Dura-Ace Scandium wheels. That bead-lock is crucial to avoiding my mishap under road tire pressures.
Lennard
He didn't address the use in Cross... I'll stick with my top secret AirB tubes...
Dugast uses latex tubes in their bubulars... and latex tubes definately roll differently... much much softer than butyl... although mr negative boy Solobreak'll prolly chime in with "it doesn't matter what the tube is at equal pressures" *shrug*
We got a commuter winter riding workshop today... should be fun/intersting...
I was debating heading down for a greasy b-fast sammy but decided against it and went with the lunch i had brought instead (pizza)... starting to feel human again... sort of...
I'll refrain from bitching about Halloween, as i know many people really like this holiday... i don't... it makes me grumpy
ugh
I seem to have unintentionally taken the biggest freaking sledge hammer to the wagon wheels last night... making pizza with my little brother... man, talk about ouch...
but... while i felt like crap, once i was on the bike pulling the trailer... magically felt way better... sitting down now back to feeling funky...
gotta make some coffee...
ugh
peace out
but... while i felt like crap, once i was on the bike pulling the trailer... magically felt way better... sitting down now back to feeling funky...
gotta make some coffee...
ugh
peace out
Monday, October 30, 2006
results...
so... finally some results! Promoters (Todd at NAV) are due major props!
B Masters stats 80 finishers
winner time 45:53, 4 people 1 lap down...
my stats: 34th... time 50:00... we did how many laps? Me dunno. no freaking idea... 5 maybe? we did two then they said 3 to go? or we did one and then they said 3 to go? i can picture most of my race, but like a jumbled pile of pictures without time stamps i dunno how many laps...
There must have been quite a few folks who didn't finish... 34th - top 1/2 of the 'field'
that adds the last bit of i wonder how it went...
woulda been great to sit on Marro's wheel and let him drag me through the pack... but the engine room wasn't responding to the more power demand from the brain... gotta work on the lines of communication.
As it is, i'm totally fucking hosed today... fuckinzombified... need some rest...
this time change fucks it all up... ya stay up to 'normal' or just past normal and doh, that's an hour ya lost moron... then of course... ya fucking wake up like its normal... fuck the alarm ain't goin off for an hour - how the fuck am i supposed to sleep... try... try... tired... tough... fortunately my voice was spared massive heckle duty and i should be able to talk for the 3 solid hours required of me in a second.
Big props to the promoters who email the participants with results. I'm still wondering what the hell happened with southington... I noticed guys who i was racing with that day were mostly in the A masters race... Man to pull a Marro and race and finish second and then 10th in back to back races. That guy's a fuckin stud. Not that there was any doubt of that. I figure i have 10 years to start pulling results like that... of course in 10 years he'll still prolly be kickin my tall lanky ass. FnF deserves some props for doing the running race and then putting in the same time i did (although 8 seconds slower). I'm just glad i got the start i did. Without it i'd prolly be back another 3-4 minutes who knows... Starts are important... i kinda like the blow the wad first and claw and hold on for places rather than the let everyone go and then try and ride through it all... but maybe i need more of the latter before i should be taking pack space in the front... although i'm sure plenty of suckers are hookin onto my wheel and getting towed up so that's a beni for them...
peace out... i need a nap
B Masters stats 80 finishers
winner time 45:53, 4 people 1 lap down...
my stats: 34th... time 50:00... we did how many laps? Me dunno. no freaking idea... 5 maybe? we did two then they said 3 to go? or we did one and then they said 3 to go? i can picture most of my race, but like a jumbled pile of pictures without time stamps i dunno how many laps...
There must have been quite a few folks who didn't finish... 34th - top 1/2 of the 'field'
that adds the last bit of i wonder how it went...
woulda been great to sit on Marro's wheel and let him drag me through the pack... but the engine room wasn't responding to the more power demand from the brain... gotta work on the lines of communication.
As it is, i'm totally fucking hosed today... fuckinzombified... need some rest...
this time change fucks it all up... ya stay up to 'normal' or just past normal and doh, that's an hour ya lost moron... then of course... ya fucking wake up like its normal... fuck the alarm ain't goin off for an hour - how the fuck am i supposed to sleep... try... try... tired... tough... fortunately my voice was spared massive heckle duty and i should be able to talk for the 3 solid hours required of me in a second.
Big props to the promoters who email the participants with results. I'm still wondering what the hell happened with southington... I noticed guys who i was racing with that day were mostly in the A masters race... Man to pull a Marro and race and finish second and then 10th in back to back races. That guy's a fuckin stud. Not that there was any doubt of that. I figure i have 10 years to start pulling results like that... of course in 10 years he'll still prolly be kickin my tall lanky ass. FnF deserves some props for doing the running race and then putting in the same time i did (although 8 seconds slower). I'm just glad i got the start i did. Without it i'd prolly be back another 3-4 minutes who knows... Starts are important... i kinda like the blow the wad first and claw and hold on for places rather than the let everyone go and then try and ride through it all... but maybe i need more of the latter before i should be taking pack space in the front... although i'm sure plenty of suckers are hookin onto my wheel and getting towed up so that's a beni for them...
peace out... i need a nap
Oooo ooo wind...
The wind is singing a song to me,
Oooo ooo wind, the wind is singing a song.
That's what was bouncing around inside my head this am. The ride in was good. It let me know, i'm hurting. Yesterday's race i left it all on the course. And i think i left too much on the first lap, although i should have been able to dig a bit more at one spot, should have, needed too... didn't.
I dunno how i managed it but i went into the first turn there in about 8th place... and it was down hill from there. slowly, slowly, drifting back, how far i'm not sure yet. I didn't check the results before i left, so i'm at the mercy of bike-reg and the promoters. Looks like we'll never get the final results for Southington. Kind of a bummer.
So i just finished editing the shots... hoping to get them up here in a second.
Once again day before race found me freaking spent. Rushing around shopping then cooking, with the littlest stresses of family up visiting and all that. Party later, enchilada cookoff (mine were pretty good). I was tired. But hung at the party while the oldest daughter and wife went to the school party. me and littlest again... very cool...
Enough about that - but it did leave me pretty cooked but wound up. Dunno what it is, moon, or something but i couldn't sleep saturday night. Rest did not come easily. Woke up early, went to b-fast with mom and two of my bros. Had a different meal pre-race. Worked? I dunno, i wasn't hungry during the race. Shoulda had some more water/gatorade pre-race. Me thinking water'd be better pre-race, cause the mucus was a wee bit thick and gatoradish...
Warm up, again was not optimal, but the dismounts, remount practicing/drills pre-start warmed me up better than riding in circles...
The start, worked out okay. My wife said i pissed off a few, but i was a pinball at the first part of the start, guy fell into me from the left, i bounced to the right, got shoved back to the left and somehow found a hole and seemingly effortlessly drifted to the front few by the crest, i eased into the turn and like i said - around 8th... hung on to the wheel of the BOB guy in the race who i didn't know (we need jerseys that are that distinctive) through the back grass. Was feeling pretty good but was also riding blind. I had not ridden the course. Just got word from Kerry about and Cronoman about the course. Stuck with the Baldy tires, but later post race thinkin the Vreds woulda been better... First time over the barriers i was pretty clean, bottomed out on each of the two big frost heaves on the first lap cause i was sitting blindly on a wheel... no flat though... dat good... consistently made up ground on the little up hill transition was picturing doing a Sacha (vanilla reference, me the fool) on the downhill transition. That big fucking rock on the left side of the course took me out one of the laps... didn't feel like bunny hopping the little barriers (team made did and ate shit in the noon race it turns out)... the Run up, LOVED it. The one transitioning back up to the track. Woot that was sweet... i generally was the fastest in the group of folks i was with up it. Johaness's insight into shouldering and the couple suggestions he made, helped a wicked damn amount. That bike was on the shoulder and he's fucking bang on. Its way faster to carry the bike than to push the rig. My remounts felt great. Cruising around the track i sometimes caught up to people, sometimes got caught. was definately the wheel that got sucked the most in the course... it was like people rode up to me, sat on my wheel for 100-300 meters then blew past... i wonder why... farking wheel suckers...
So i rode the course TT style... pushin me at my limit, unfortunately Marro hit me (as he helped me recall) just after i doinked the rear wheel on the barrier in the back fields (my one technical fuckup on the running sections) and i dropped the chain... i was sort of on so i was able to shift it back on, but as i did that 10 people when past... and i was demoralized i a touch, then seeing the monster i couldn't push the legs hard enough to stay on his wheel... i tried... kept contact as long as i could... it helped... kinda helped me get over the woops dropped a chain.
But at least i wasn't like the Union Velo (I think) guy curled up in a fetal position in the double woop first right hand turn in the field. First lap we came around and he was curled up with the bike on top of himself, after the 180 there were 5-6 guys more stacked up. Freaking bonus brilliant jackpot for me getting a sweet start.
Did a keiren style pushing match coming through the mud behind the horse pens when a dude said "on your left" as i'm riding the clean line... fuck no i'm not gonna move over to the muck... he was pissed... more cause 1 he couldn't push me out of the way 2 i didn't get out of the way and 3 he was riding in the sticks... *shrug* you wanna go around you go around...
The wind kinda sucked, it just sort of made the grass feel slow. I finally found a faster line in the grass by the final lap. And i was shocked when we came around and they said "3 to go" 3? that's it? ONLY 3? crap. It was prolly good cause i did just about make my self puke trying to clear some mucus at one point... I added a few more scars to the ankles... But i left EVERYTHING on the course. everything. Woulda been nice to have one or two longer running sections, a long stairs or something... but it was all cool. And know i know why pro's take their foot out on the inside... twice i should have but managed to save it without - putting the foot down woulda been faster...
It was good. I made progress. My mother got to see me race. And it was fun. Hard, very very hard. But fun. My legs are absolutely killin me. But i think that's a good thing. gonna let the commute work out the miles. Gonna be sprinting home to make pizza, and tomorrow, sprinting home to set up for trick-or-treat... Should be good times... will have to pre-reg for next week at some point as well.
First image at the start... i think i look goofy but my wife doesn't (that's Jack, in the white helmet, co-owner of The Hub).
In G-ster in the killer Bs i wasn't so much a head taller than everyone else... Canton in the B-maters... well... different story... unfortunately (for me)
Okay - first view by the spectators:
and then the baby barriers:
Wheel sucking 101:
What happens when ya sit on GeWilli's wheel for 300+ meters:
ARRRGGGGGGG suckit g-dog ya need speed or brains... or maybe both
Okay - check this series out... my favorite part of the course, doing the supa fly downtube grab, no speed loss... couple bike lengths behind the dude pushing his bike up
That's me, flying past... look at those calfs... there's gotta be about 5% body fat in that beanpole by now:
Close up of said calf... just imagine the definition if i shaved!
Time to finish the race, dat's hannah in the pink... she works at the Hub, v.cool gal:
and the final parting ass shot...
Phew...
What a race...
Cyclocross is freaking awesome. Oh and my wife commented that the C men look like death after the first lap... And she's been around a few athletic competitions, those guys did look freaking wasted... like they were on a death march...
Oh and not nearly enough heckling going on... was C-turd even there? Oh and i'm feeling wicked left out... no KL post card for me *sniff* sniff... sob... woulda loved to stick around watched the B-boys and the elites race, but well family called, yall know the drill...
Peace, and no choco waffles...
But i did learn how syrup can be organic! Its about what they use to keep it all from boiling! Butter vs Canola Oil, and never get the canadian stuff cause they put formaldehyde in it (apparently) . Organic stuff uses canola oil instead of butter to prevent boilage. But you can remove all the butter, but not the canola oil. So all organic syrup has a trace of Canola oil in it. Why can't they use organic butter (that's what i was thinking anyway). Kinda funny too cause it turns out my wife just cataloged a Big Pork Fat Maple syrup gadget. Seems that back in the day they put a big ball of pork fat in this dipper thing and used that (instead of butter or canola oil) to prevent the boil-over.
Guessin i'll have to start researching who i buy maple syrup from... gotta find the farms that use butter.
(and no, no chance to make choco waffles yet... soon i hope... soon)
Oh and Yogurt boy seems to have taken to the ultimate throwdown New Years cross race... Maybe we need to do match races... and then one all out keirin style full contact race *smirk*
peace out...
G
Oooo ooo wind, the wind is singing a song.
That's what was bouncing around inside my head this am. The ride in was good. It let me know, i'm hurting. Yesterday's race i left it all on the course. And i think i left too much on the first lap, although i should have been able to dig a bit more at one spot, should have, needed too... didn't.
I dunno how i managed it but i went into the first turn there in about 8th place... and it was down hill from there. slowly, slowly, drifting back, how far i'm not sure yet. I didn't check the results before i left, so i'm at the mercy of bike-reg and the promoters. Looks like we'll never get the final results for Southington. Kind of a bummer.
So i just finished editing the shots... hoping to get them up here in a second.
Once again day before race found me freaking spent. Rushing around shopping then cooking, with the littlest stresses of family up visiting and all that. Party later, enchilada cookoff (mine were pretty good). I was tired. But hung at the party while the oldest daughter and wife went to the school party. me and littlest again... very cool...
Enough about that - but it did leave me pretty cooked but wound up. Dunno what it is, moon, or something but i couldn't sleep saturday night. Rest did not come easily. Woke up early, went to b-fast with mom and two of my bros. Had a different meal pre-race. Worked? I dunno, i wasn't hungry during the race. Shoulda had some more water/gatorade pre-race. Me thinking water'd be better pre-race, cause the mucus was a wee bit thick and gatoradish...
Warm up, again was not optimal, but the dismounts, remount practicing/drills pre-start warmed me up better than riding in circles...
The start, worked out okay. My wife said i pissed off a few, but i was a pinball at the first part of the start, guy fell into me from the left, i bounced to the right, got shoved back to the left and somehow found a hole and seemingly effortlessly drifted to the front few by the crest, i eased into the turn and like i said - around 8th... hung on to the wheel of the BOB guy in the race who i didn't know (we need jerseys that are that distinctive) through the back grass. Was feeling pretty good but was also riding blind. I had not ridden the course. Just got word from Kerry about and Cronoman about the course. Stuck with the Baldy tires, but later post race thinkin the Vreds woulda been better... First time over the barriers i was pretty clean, bottomed out on each of the two big frost heaves on the first lap cause i was sitting blindly on a wheel... no flat though... dat good... consistently made up ground on the little up hill transition was picturing doing a Sacha (vanilla reference, me the fool) on the downhill transition. That big fucking rock on the left side of the course took me out one of the laps... didn't feel like bunny hopping the little barriers (team made did and ate shit in the noon race it turns out)... the Run up, LOVED it. The one transitioning back up to the track. Woot that was sweet... i generally was the fastest in the group of folks i was with up it. Johaness's insight into shouldering and the couple suggestions he made, helped a wicked damn amount. That bike was on the shoulder and he's fucking bang on. Its way faster to carry the bike than to push the rig. My remounts felt great. Cruising around the track i sometimes caught up to people, sometimes got caught. was definately the wheel that got sucked the most in the course... it was like people rode up to me, sat on my wheel for 100-300 meters then blew past... i wonder why... farking wheel suckers...
So i rode the course TT style... pushin me at my limit, unfortunately Marro hit me (as he helped me recall) just after i doinked the rear wheel on the barrier in the back fields (my one technical fuckup on the running sections) and i dropped the chain... i was sort of on so i was able to shift it back on, but as i did that 10 people when past... and i was demoralized i a touch, then seeing the monster i couldn't push the legs hard enough to stay on his wheel... i tried... kept contact as long as i could... it helped... kinda helped me get over the woops dropped a chain.
But at least i wasn't like the Union Velo (I think) guy curled up in a fetal position in the double woop first right hand turn in the field. First lap we came around and he was curled up with the bike on top of himself, after the 180 there were 5-6 guys more stacked up. Freaking bonus brilliant jackpot for me getting a sweet start.
Did a keiren style pushing match coming through the mud behind the horse pens when a dude said "on your left" as i'm riding the clean line... fuck no i'm not gonna move over to the muck... he was pissed... more cause 1 he couldn't push me out of the way 2 i didn't get out of the way and 3 he was riding in the sticks... *shrug* you wanna go around you go around...
The wind kinda sucked, it just sort of made the grass feel slow. I finally found a faster line in the grass by the final lap. And i was shocked when we came around and they said "3 to go" 3? that's it? ONLY 3? crap. It was prolly good cause i did just about make my self puke trying to clear some mucus at one point... I added a few more scars to the ankles... But i left EVERYTHING on the course. everything. Woulda been nice to have one or two longer running sections, a long stairs or something... but it was all cool. And know i know why pro's take their foot out on the inside... twice i should have but managed to save it without - putting the foot down woulda been faster...
It was good. I made progress. My mother got to see me race. And it was fun. Hard, very very hard. But fun. My legs are absolutely killin me. But i think that's a good thing. gonna let the commute work out the miles. Gonna be sprinting home to make pizza, and tomorrow, sprinting home to set up for trick-or-treat... Should be good times... will have to pre-reg for next week at some point as well.
First image at the start... i think i look goofy but my wife doesn't (that's Jack, in the white helmet, co-owner of The Hub).
In G-ster in the killer Bs i wasn't so much a head taller than everyone else... Canton in the B-maters... well... different story... unfortunately (for me)
Okay - first view by the spectators:
and then the baby barriers:
Wheel sucking 101:
What happens when ya sit on GeWilli's wheel for 300+ meters:
ARRRGGGGGGG suckit g-dog ya need speed or brains... or maybe bothOkay - check this series out... my favorite part of the course, doing the supa fly downtube grab, no speed loss... couple bike lengths behind the dude pushing his bike up
That's me, flying past... look at those calfs... there's gotta be about 5% body fat in that beanpole by now:
Close up of said calf... just imagine the definition if i shaved!
Time to finish the race, dat's hannah in the pink... she works at the Hub, v.cool gal:
and the final parting ass shot...
Phew...
What a race...
Cyclocross is freaking awesome. Oh and my wife commented that the C men look like death after the first lap... And she's been around a few athletic competitions, those guys did look freaking wasted... like they were on a death march...
Oh and not nearly enough heckling going on... was C-turd even there? Oh and i'm feeling wicked left out... no KL post card for me *sniff* sniff... sob... woulda loved to stick around watched the B-boys and the elites race, but well family called, yall know the drill...
Peace, and no choco waffles...
But i did learn how syrup can be organic! Its about what they use to keep it all from boiling! Butter vs Canola Oil, and never get the canadian stuff cause they put formaldehyde in it (apparently) . Organic stuff uses canola oil instead of butter to prevent boilage. But you can remove all the butter, but not the canola oil. So all organic syrup has a trace of Canola oil in it. Why can't they use organic butter (that's what i was thinking anyway). Kinda funny too cause it turns out my wife just cataloged a Big Pork Fat Maple syrup gadget. Seems that back in the day they put a big ball of pork fat in this dipper thing and used that (instead of butter or canola oil) to prevent the boil-over.
Guessin i'll have to start researching who i buy maple syrup from... gotta find the farms that use butter.
(and no, no chance to make choco waffles yet... soon i hope... soon)
Oh and Yogurt boy seems to have taken to the ultimate throwdown New Years cross race... Maybe we need to do match races... and then one all out keirin style full contact race *smirk*
peace out...
G
Friday, October 27, 2006
awe come on.... (part 2)
checking the weather - just about to change and shut down....
Winds... South 13 mph... Mother Trucker
Tuesday and Thursday evenings are the only non-headwind rides? This morning was head wind...
wonderful weather... I suppose it could be worse and much less safe if i lived due West of work...
that'd be worse than having a headwind going in and coming home.
Plus side... no free lunch - more watts needed to get home... more potential to stuff in the legs..
minor point but one to document...
so who wants to point out to Zoo that the time change has always been between 1 and 2 am?
IE once ya hit 2am ya reset the clocks...
so... the commonsense advice is to change all your clocks that don't change themselves (vcr, phone, computer) BEFORE you go to bed so that when ya wake up they is all kopacetic.
and so much for leaving early...
peace and waffles...
Winds... South 13 mph... Mother Trucker
Tuesday and Thursday evenings are the only non-headwind rides? This morning was head wind...
wonderful weather... I suppose it could be worse and much less safe if i lived due West of work...
that'd be worse than having a headwind going in and coming home.
Plus side... no free lunch - more watts needed to get home... more potential to stuff in the legs..
minor point but one to document...
so who wants to point out to Zoo that the time change has always been between 1 and 2 am?
IE once ya hit 2am ya reset the clocks...
so... the commonsense advice is to change all your clocks that don't change themselves (vcr, phone, computer) BEFORE you go to bed so that when ya wake up they is all kopacetic.
and so much for leaving early...
peace and waffles...
awe come on...
fields are freaking HUGE - 10 am race is already got over 100 people lining up with lots of potential day of folks?
its gonna be wicked damn insane i tell ya... INSANE...
and the way the old guard of new england talks this is one big fucking bottle neck of a course... I don't envy the 10am starters. Not much more envious of my 11am start... i know at least one name in our race for whom this will be the inaugural cross race and first race on his new bike... The Hub'll be representing in the 10am race with Jack and Hannah steppin to the line.
I'm geeked to be racing, kinda feels like the first race! But then each venue for me is new. Very exciting. Next year i'll feel all pro-and stuff, knowing more about the course than i do now...
There was that sweet smell of earth in Southington, like at the Eco-cross. That heavy organic loamy stuff... very sweet smell i tell ya...
its a gorgeous day out there now... and its friday... i'm outa coffee but couldn't care less. Actually that isn't exactly true. I'd really like another coffee right about now...
I had designs (when i was making it) of posting the peanut sauce recipe that i used/created this week... kinda missed that and will wait till next time and see if i can be inspired to get it down.
Some little Fairy just push the last button... and i'm in a national event... two days of racing baby... fucking cant fucking wait... WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
well i can wait - cause i need to get some speed in these praying mantis like legs... nothing like watching a stick bug ride a bike... or as my girthier friends have gotten in the habit of calling me: "Beanpole"
Well Beanpole is gonna hit the road in a second.
Freaking time change this weekend... plus side, getting up early to have lunch with my little bros and mother won't be as challenging... downside? itsa gonna prolly affect the commuting and prolly means i gotta fire the freaking light up...
we'll see... looking to have zero time on the bike saturday unless i can squeek out some jumping on and off sessions... but i'd not put money on it... see yall at the races
peace out...
G
its gonna be wicked damn insane i tell ya... INSANE...
and the way the old guard of new england talks this is one big fucking bottle neck of a course... I don't envy the 10am starters. Not much more envious of my 11am start... i know at least one name in our race for whom this will be the inaugural cross race and first race on his new bike... The Hub'll be representing in the 10am race with Jack and Hannah steppin to the line.
I'm geeked to be racing, kinda feels like the first race! But then each venue for me is new. Very exciting. Next year i'll feel all pro-and stuff, knowing more about the course than i do now...
There was that sweet smell of earth in Southington, like at the Eco-cross. That heavy organic loamy stuff... very sweet smell i tell ya...
its a gorgeous day out there now... and its friday... i'm outa coffee but couldn't care less. Actually that isn't exactly true. I'd really like another coffee right about now...
I had designs (when i was making it) of posting the peanut sauce recipe that i used/created this week... kinda missed that and will wait till next time and see if i can be inspired to get it down.
Some little Fairy just push the last button... and i'm in a national event... two days of racing baby... fucking cant fucking wait... WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
well i can wait - cause i need to get some speed in these praying mantis like legs... nothing like watching a stick bug ride a bike... or as my girthier friends have gotten in the habit of calling me: "Beanpole"
Well Beanpole is gonna hit the road in a second.
Freaking time change this weekend... plus side, getting up early to have lunch with my little bros and mother won't be as challenging... downside? itsa gonna prolly affect the commuting and prolly means i gotta fire the freaking light up...
we'll see... looking to have zero time on the bike saturday unless i can squeek out some jumping on and off sessions... but i'd not put money on it... see yall at the races
peace out...
G
Riding time...
This week is up to 9 hours on the bike computer. And i still have yet to pop down to the other facility and ride home. Gonna be up over 10 i think. And at 9:59:59 the stupid computer does a complete reset so if i want mileage figures i gotta pay attention before it resets.
The total miles ridden aren't spectacular, but they are with a trailer, and in the city and 75% of the riding this week has been with a GD headwind. But its still good time on the bike. And for a change all but monday's time has been on the Cross bike. so i'm hoping that pays off a bit Sunday.
Which looks to be pretty G-Damn windy.
AND
Crowded. Freakin 75 old farts have registered for the Masters B race. 75??? WTF? and they "added the B Masters" race for this year. I'd hate to have seen a combined masters field this year.
Maybe i should just race the B Men's race. Way fewer guys there...
Its like Hey look at my FIXIE today... Kerry sportin some sweet Panda shots Then ya got Yogurt boy showing off his fugly beast.
Not to mention Introspection Man's triumph!
"I picture world peace."
the alternative is definitely funnier.
Oh and to fuel the conspiracy theories it would seem that "What I Think" has been done in by the Armstrong Mafia. The same gang that took out Tyler, caused Julich to crash repeatedly, and got Frankie fired and Floyd charged has gone to the root of the only one who was able to sniff out the truth. Good luck F.L. Fight the good fight. Seek the truth and carry on! We'll miss your content!
Today, this morning for some reason i feel wicked charged. Energetic. Why? I've got a hunch.
I switched up b-fast. I pulled out some Irish Bangers (wicked damn tasty sausage for those who aren't up with their Irish cuisine) and cooked em up. So instead of my massive bowl of banannas, rasins, yogurt, grape-nuts, granola and milk, with a side of coffee, i made a small bowl of above (about 1/4 the normal amount... using a standard sized bowl - that was still full) because the littlest digs the mix and its about the only thing she seems to want to eat in the morning - how can you say no to a little girl ya are carrying around who pokes you in the chest and says "daddy bowl" when asked what she wants to eat. Deep breath. So, we made up the little bowl, but also sat down with the plate of bangers. The oldest chowed on most of one (they are pretty big, make the american links look like Kerry standing next to Gwadzilla). And the littlest and i polished off 4 i think. Protein (and fat, lets not forget that gem of energy power - if ya don't get fat, be it veggie or animal ya robbing ya body of much needed building blocks) protien actually might be making the difference. That or i turned the game off when it was 3-1 and i thought... the Tigers are gonna figure out how to turn it into a loss...
Either way i'm not complaining. However i think its more the sausage than the sleep, an extra 20 minutes shouldn't make this much difference.
Don't miss Big Jonny's entry for today. Fuck yeah man... What ever it takes to get back in the saddle... We're all here for you. But then, i'd better drop a note, he's wicked damn busy. That and everyone go buy some of his stuff... support the guy, cause he ain't worked in a while. Buy it and give it to someone else if ya ain't down with his shit. Or not. Be a self absorbed tightwad if ya prefer... Those who legitimately don't have two nickels to rub together should consider themselves free of guilt tho...
Molly's got some great reading up... I made a fool outa myself over in Shannon's web log - wondering who would ride a Vanilla with no fancy Vanilla drop outs... Turns out... its freaking Sacha, the dude who freaking makes the GD Bikes. Open mouth, insert my size 47 (or 48 depending on shoe maker) foot... Definitely the fool... Kinda funny tho...
Lots of good content up today - that's not mentioned... Solobreak's gettin lazy and getting no hot link for his linkage... and yeah the Tigers... meh... oh well... Cards can have it, although maybe FOX is paying the teams to take it out to game 7...
That and if anyone knows someone with a VW eurovan with a tired/blown engine lemme know. I want it (TDI conversion baby yeah). I'm thinking now that i might have to put the box on the roof to go to races hauling the whole family, esp if i wanna bring spare wheels and stuff in the back... although i could just put a few more fork mounts on the roof to accomplish that... We'll see...
Mocha Java (the bean not the coffee with chocolate in it) is what i got in the pot now. A departure from the Standard French Roast. And standard i mean organic. it was on sale for $10/pound (instead of $13)... figured i'd try 3/4 of a pound of the beans. I'll prolly go back to the organic french roast. More my style.
That and i think i'm gonna try and make some chocolate waffles... reading whatshisnames column over at Vnews.com has for some reason sparked a desire for chocolate waffles....
peace and waffles with organic grade B (cause its got more flava) maple syrup (although, how many fucking maple trees are NOT organic? makes ya wonder eh?)
The total miles ridden aren't spectacular, but they are with a trailer, and in the city and 75% of the riding this week has been with a GD headwind. But its still good time on the bike. And for a change all but monday's time has been on the Cross bike. so i'm hoping that pays off a bit Sunday.
Which looks to be pretty G-Damn windy.
AND
Crowded. Freakin 75 old farts have registered for the Masters B race. 75??? WTF? and they "added the B Masters" race for this year. I'd hate to have seen a combined masters field this year.
Maybe i should just race the B Men's race. Way fewer guys there...
Its like Hey look at my FIXIE today... Kerry sportin some sweet Panda shots Then ya got Yogurt boy showing off his fugly beast.
Not to mention Introspection Man's triumph!
"I picture world peace."
the alternative is definitely funnier.
Oh and to fuel the conspiracy theories it would seem that "What I Think" has been done in by the Armstrong Mafia. The same gang that took out Tyler, caused Julich to crash repeatedly, and got Frankie fired and Floyd charged has gone to the root of the only one who was able to sniff out the truth. Good luck F.L. Fight the good fight. Seek the truth and carry on! We'll miss your content!
Today, this morning for some reason i feel wicked charged. Energetic. Why? I've got a hunch.
I switched up b-fast. I pulled out some Irish Bangers (wicked damn tasty sausage for those who aren't up with their Irish cuisine) and cooked em up. So instead of my massive bowl of banannas, rasins, yogurt, grape-nuts, granola and milk, with a side of coffee, i made a small bowl of above (about 1/4 the normal amount... using a standard sized bowl - that was still full) because the littlest digs the mix and its about the only thing she seems to want to eat in the morning - how can you say no to a little girl ya are carrying around who pokes you in the chest and says "daddy bowl" when asked what she wants to eat. Deep breath. So, we made up the little bowl, but also sat down with the plate of bangers. The oldest chowed on most of one (they are pretty big, make the american links look like Kerry standing next to Gwadzilla). And the littlest and i polished off 4 i think. Protein (and fat, lets not forget that gem of energy power - if ya don't get fat, be it veggie or animal ya robbing ya body of much needed building blocks) protien actually might be making the difference. That or i turned the game off when it was 3-1 and i thought... the Tigers are gonna figure out how to turn it into a loss...
Either way i'm not complaining. However i think its more the sausage than the sleep, an extra 20 minutes shouldn't make this much difference.
Don't miss Big Jonny's entry for today. Fuck yeah man... What ever it takes to get back in the saddle... We're all here for you. But then, i'd better drop a note, he's wicked damn busy. That and everyone go buy some of his stuff... support the guy, cause he ain't worked in a while. Buy it and give it to someone else if ya ain't down with his shit. Or not. Be a self absorbed tightwad if ya prefer... Those who legitimately don't have two nickels to rub together should consider themselves free of guilt tho...
Molly's got some great reading up... I made a fool outa myself over in Shannon's web log - wondering who would ride a Vanilla with no fancy Vanilla drop outs... Turns out... its freaking Sacha, the dude who freaking makes the GD Bikes. Open mouth, insert my size 47 (or 48 depending on shoe maker) foot... Definitely the fool... Kinda funny tho...
Lots of good content up today - that's not mentioned... Solobreak's gettin lazy and getting no hot link for his linkage... and yeah the Tigers... meh... oh well... Cards can have it, although maybe FOX is paying the teams to take it out to game 7...
That and if anyone knows someone with a VW eurovan with a tired/blown engine lemme know. I want it (TDI conversion baby yeah). I'm thinking now that i might have to put the box on the roof to go to races hauling the whole family, esp if i wanna bring spare wheels and stuff in the back... although i could just put a few more fork mounts on the roof to accomplish that... We'll see...
Mocha Java (the bean not the coffee with chocolate in it) is what i got in the pot now. A departure from the Standard French Roast. And standard i mean organic. it was on sale for $10/pound (instead of $13)... figured i'd try 3/4 of a pound of the beans. I'll prolly go back to the organic french roast. More my style.
That and i think i'm gonna try and make some chocolate waffles... reading whatshisnames column over at Vnews.com has for some reason sparked a desire for chocolate waffles....
peace and waffles with organic grade B (cause its got more flava) maple syrup (although, how many fucking maple trees are NOT organic? makes ya wonder eh?)
Thursday, October 26, 2006
wheel suckers in cross....
Don't ya just love a wheel sucker?
one dude at G'ster was acting all Klingon heading up the pavement section... so i juked... needlessly i know, but i wanted to see if he was really actually sitting in and drafting or just picking my line... he was drafting... so i thought, hell i'll be a dick... and i juked again, he followed, repeat, kinda funny... made me chuckle but also kinda grumpy... mostly cause i passed his slow ass heading up it and he jumped to get on my wheel, sure, good tactics on his part...
Sucking wheels in cross, well its good if you can get it... but... well ya know its what it is wheel sucking...
The cool thing about cross is ya gotta motor at your own speed, unless ya find ya self leading the race or sitting in for second... then ya save as much as ya can for the killer jump and hope the official doesn't end the race a lap early. Duking it out for places is more or less the same - me for DFL or Yogurt boy going for the win in the beginner race... but i try and kick it hardcore the whole time, mental lapses generally creep up on me (power wise) then i'll get a jolt from someone catching me or someone yelling at me... its mentally tough... or should i say, mentally different to keep the coals fired for 45 minutes or more...
The physical training is easy. Ride, do intervals, technique drills, on and off, on and off, lift bike shoulder, right left jump race away... Power power power power...
Its that mental bit of training i know i need the most work on. I'm hypothesizing that its a much longer process to get the mind into racing shape than the legs... And by that mark i'll be looking at getting the mental side firing better by next year. A year + for the legs, and more for the mind. I'm still slower than hell. I know that. But i feel measured improvements.
The routine, the pattern, the physical demands, the "i think i just puked a little in my mouth" feeling... the ability to know how much warm up to do, the mental edge of saving just enough...
Tempting to try the blow it the fuck wide open at the start rather than go at it at 95%... Power is a better way to describe it, start at like 1000 watts instead of seven or eight hundred... something in those terms. Saying go 100% means what? 100% of your power that you can sustain for 45 minutes? 5 minutes? 30 seconds? So i go back to the perceived effort of 8 or 9 at the start and settle into 7 or 8 saving 10 for the power sections, hills, runs, long flat grass sections, sand and then the end i flip the bottle upside down and squeeze every last freaking ounce of the juice out... I like that last part. The part that the official denied me on sunday. Granted he was understaffed or overwhelmed... either one. I can't complain too much, but i so like to finish knowing that there's nothing left in the tank...
I'm not sure what to expect at Canton. Either from the course or my legs/mind. Having thoughts about tire choice... is this the race i break out the Vreds? or do i stick with the Baldies? The Baldies were kickass for G-ster, but that grass had great grip... they were less than confidence inspiring in the slick clay soil below the grass in southington, they weren't bad, just not hooked up like G-ster. But with the slightly bigger volume than the Vreds i can run much lower pressure... I may bring up the tire arsenal and make the choice from 'walking' the course (wouldn't dream of pre-riding during a race - who would do that anyway). And looking at the Pre-reg #s i'm pretty overwhelmed. Looks like the B-masters could be the biggest field. Add the farking Juniors (hopefully starting behind?) and ya got a handful on the course. I hope the Officials are up for the challenge.
That kinda made me think. Running races hand out those chips... ya stick em in your laces and they score ya as ya cross... Sure they have thousands of runners to score, but, it'd almost seem simpler... for cycling at least... get the laps counted automatically... Of course that'd mean having a computer and being able to use it... its a bit different than writing down the numbers of the guys riding past...
Well... enough introspection for the day...
Oh...
maybe we need a true winter cross series... One that extends the season past Nationals, through to worlds... eh? Sure the best and brightest will be headed to Belgium to get their asses kicked leading up to getting their asses kicked in the Worlds... why can't we keep racing here???
Everyone too soft?
Why not run the Verge series out through to the end of January?
"too cold"
"rider burn out"
i say suck it up and keep the calender full...
Maybe we need a New Years Day Cross race?
Privateer even? Hmmm Assualt on Yogurt Boy's special course for a massive new years day race event... All of new england ;-)
okay - time to mentally prep for the commute home. At least the wind doesn't look to have shifted much (based on the computer saying its still NNW or NWN at 13-15 mph)... We'll see if i can tick the pedals over headed home...
peace - don't take me seriously - please
g
one dude at G'ster was acting all Klingon heading up the pavement section... so i juked... needlessly i know, but i wanted to see if he was really actually sitting in and drafting or just picking my line... he was drafting... so i thought, hell i'll be a dick... and i juked again, he followed, repeat, kinda funny... made me chuckle but also kinda grumpy... mostly cause i passed his slow ass heading up it and he jumped to get on my wheel, sure, good tactics on his part...
Sucking wheels in cross, well its good if you can get it... but... well ya know its what it is wheel sucking...
The cool thing about cross is ya gotta motor at your own speed, unless ya find ya self leading the race or sitting in for second... then ya save as much as ya can for the killer jump and hope the official doesn't end the race a lap early. Duking it out for places is more or less the same - me for DFL or Yogurt boy going for the win in the beginner race... but i try and kick it hardcore the whole time, mental lapses generally creep up on me (power wise) then i'll get a jolt from someone catching me or someone yelling at me... its mentally tough... or should i say, mentally different to keep the coals fired for 45 minutes or more...
The physical training is easy. Ride, do intervals, technique drills, on and off, on and off, lift bike shoulder, right left jump race away... Power power power power...
Its that mental bit of training i know i need the most work on. I'm hypothesizing that its a much longer process to get the mind into racing shape than the legs... And by that mark i'll be looking at getting the mental side firing better by next year. A year + for the legs, and more for the mind. I'm still slower than hell. I know that. But i feel measured improvements.
The routine, the pattern, the physical demands, the "i think i just puked a little in my mouth" feeling... the ability to know how much warm up to do, the mental edge of saving just enough...
Tempting to try the blow it the fuck wide open at the start rather than go at it at 95%... Power is a better way to describe it, start at like 1000 watts instead of seven or eight hundred... something in those terms. Saying go 100% means what? 100% of your power that you can sustain for 45 minutes? 5 minutes? 30 seconds? So i go back to the perceived effort of 8 or 9 at the start and settle into 7 or 8 saving 10 for the power sections, hills, runs, long flat grass sections, sand and then the end i flip the bottle upside down and squeeze every last freaking ounce of the juice out... I like that last part. The part that the official denied me on sunday. Granted he was understaffed or overwhelmed... either one. I can't complain too much, but i so like to finish knowing that there's nothing left in the tank...
I'm not sure what to expect at Canton. Either from the course or my legs/mind. Having thoughts about tire choice... is this the race i break out the Vreds? or do i stick with the Baldies? The Baldies were kickass for G-ster, but that grass had great grip... they were less than confidence inspiring in the slick clay soil below the grass in southington, they weren't bad, just not hooked up like G-ster. But with the slightly bigger volume than the Vreds i can run much lower pressure... I may bring up the tire arsenal and make the choice from 'walking' the course (wouldn't dream of pre-riding during a race - who would do that anyway). And looking at the Pre-reg #s i'm pretty overwhelmed. Looks like the B-masters could be the biggest field. Add the farking Juniors (hopefully starting behind?) and ya got a handful on the course. I hope the Officials are up for the challenge.
That kinda made me think. Running races hand out those chips... ya stick em in your laces and they score ya as ya cross... Sure they have thousands of runners to score, but, it'd almost seem simpler... for cycling at least... get the laps counted automatically... Of course that'd mean having a computer and being able to use it... its a bit different than writing down the numbers of the guys riding past...
Well... enough introspection for the day...
Oh...
maybe we need a true winter cross series... One that extends the season past Nationals, through to worlds... eh? Sure the best and brightest will be headed to Belgium to get their asses kicked leading up to getting their asses kicked in the Worlds... why can't we keep racing here???
Everyone too soft?
Why not run the Verge series out through to the end of January?
"too cold"
"rider burn out"
i say suck it up and keep the calender full...
Maybe we need a New Years Day Cross race?
Privateer even? Hmmm Assualt on Yogurt Boy's special course for a massive new years day race event... All of new england ;-)
okay - time to mentally prep for the commute home. At least the wind doesn't look to have shifted much (based on the computer saying its still NNW or NWN at 13-15 mph)... We'll see if i can tick the pedals over headed home...
peace - don't take me seriously - please
g
To knock a thing down, especially if it is cocked at an arrogant angle, is a deep delight of the blood.
- George Santayana
- George Santayana
Southington in pictures
maybe i should dress like this at Canton
or not...
and...
what happens if a man eats a Luna bar?
does he grow boobs and lose his wiener?
As "promised" me - at Southington, the results may not show that i was there... but here i am... retro helmet glory: this one... yeah, i know, i'm in the little ring... i was feeling slow in the flat sections...
Head down... seems a common theme for me at this race:
Approaching the sand... last counter steer to set up body for approach:
Body English and power through the sand:
How NOT to run with your bike.... unless you are a 6'6" (okay i might only be 6'5.5"):
Ahh the ski slope, its steeper than it looks in this pictures... and for me 100% ridable:
What's up with the head down thing:
Approaching the best part of the course, double table top with wicked steep but ridable woops:
(ass shots added just for matt)
or not...
and...
what happens if a man eats a Luna bar?
does he grow boobs and lose his wiener?
As "promised" me - at Southington, the results may not show that i was there... but here i am... retro helmet glory: this one... yeah, i know, i'm in the little ring... i was feeling slow in the flat sections...
Head down... seems a common theme for me at this race:
Approaching the sand... last counter steer to set up body for approach:
Body English and power through the sand:
How NOT to run with your bike.... unless you are a 6'6" (okay i might only be 6'5.5"):
Ahh the ski slope, its steeper than it looks in this pictures... and for me 100% ridable:
What's up with the head down thing:
Approaching the best part of the course, double table top with wicked steep but ridable woops:
(ass shots added just for matt)
Farking headwind
seriously - when its 37-39 degrees and blowing in your face off the water at 15 mph...
it sucks like a horny pubescent teen can only imagine suckage to be like...
Linkage from DC today does NOT suck... not in the least...
The yellow ribbon thing he has linked rocks...
The henry rollins letter to Ann made me LOL (laugh out loud, zoo)...
And Moveitfred's link to the dude riding one legged and no handed on the rollers... great vid except for the last fruitbasket shot at the end... woulda been nice to NOT have a close up of his little twigs and berries... although the choice of roller tunage did NOT suck...
Firefox 2.0 has something i've needed for millions of years... a fucking red line below every misspelled word and word lacking capitals that should be...
so... my spelling SHOULD improve dramatically... or maybe not noticeably.
I'm not linking the above stuff cause ya can find your way to DC and Moveitfred's ya self... right?
or not...
Don't miss today's installment of the continuation of the development of Introspection man.
jacksonpollock.org does freaking ROCK. Big Jonny is right. That is one of the best time wasters ever...
gonna do a few and screen shot em wicked freaking SWEET!!! (click to change colors if ya at solobreaks speed). IE Slow... and yeah i might have been pacing off his GF climbing Big Blue... so what? ;)
I was so tired yesterday. Not sure if it was caloric deficiency or just flat out exhaustion.
Could be a bit of both...
These new fat tires are pretty sweet. And Cheap... sure they might have been an impulse purchase... but... full 38c volume totally rocks compared to sissified 25s that are like 1/4 the air volume it would seem... Hell maybe i should run them on the Quantum pro ;)
I wonder if Il Bruce still has those black CPX wheels up for sale... they'd look rock star styling with these fat ass tires on them..... course i look about as far from rock star styling as i could on the bike...
Speaking of which - hoping over lunch to get some of the images up from Southington... my wife took a couple ass shots that i'll post for Matt...
peace out pimps...
it sucks like a horny pubescent teen can only imagine suckage to be like...
Linkage from DC today does NOT suck... not in the least...
The yellow ribbon thing he has linked rocks...
The henry rollins letter to Ann made me LOL (laugh out loud, zoo)...
And Moveitfred's link to the dude riding one legged and no handed on the rollers... great vid except for the last fruitbasket shot at the end... woulda been nice to NOT have a close up of his little twigs and berries... although the choice of roller tunage did NOT suck...
Firefox 2.0 has something i've needed for millions of years... a fucking red line below every misspelled word and word lacking capitals that should be...
so... my spelling SHOULD improve dramatically... or maybe not noticeably.
I'm not linking the above stuff cause ya can find your way to DC and Moveitfred's ya self... right?
or not...
Don't miss today's installment of the continuation of the development of Introspection man.
jacksonpollock.org does freaking ROCK. Big Jonny is right. That is one of the best time wasters ever...
gonna do a few and screen shot em wicked freaking SWEET!!! (click to change colors if ya at solobreaks speed). IE Slow... and yeah i might have been pacing off his GF climbing Big Blue... so what? ;)
I was so tired yesterday. Not sure if it was caloric deficiency or just flat out exhaustion.
Could be a bit of both...
These new fat tires are pretty sweet. And Cheap... sure they might have been an impulse purchase... but... full 38c volume totally rocks compared to sissified 25s that are like 1/4 the air volume it would seem... Hell maybe i should run them on the Quantum pro ;)
I wonder if Il Bruce still has those black CPX wheels up for sale... they'd look rock star styling with these fat ass tires on them..... course i look about as far from rock star styling as i could on the bike...
Speaking of which - hoping over lunch to get some of the images up from Southington... my wife took a couple ass shots that i'll post for Matt...
peace out pimps...
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
quiet afternoon in net land
so it seems - got some cool SEM images taken this PM...
Lunch was kickass... swung past the chinese food truck to check menu offerings, and there was a dude from Go Mambo handing out samples... he hooked me up with two... sweet...
Organic valley choco milk, 8 oz, ultraP, last a long time, great post ride/race recovery drink... scoooooore... bunch a other stuff - coupons and samples...
Good stuff...
Swing through the Farmer's market. Grab a 1/2 peck of (or is it a 1/4 peck) bag of Pears.
Swing down to the Hub. 'Jack, whadda ya got in fat slicks for this beast?'
Well he pulls down some Serfas 700x38 with flat protection... $15 each... the look like it'd be close clearance wise... but... wtf only way to tell is to try it out... He hands me a fatty tube and i go to work... he hands me some tire levers and i am wicked damn offended... i don't need no stinkin levers... EVER man... ever...
Booyah... shit is golden... i grab a sweet columbus (red and blue) cycling cap to slap under the white skid lid that has become the commuter special for the 'winta' and i'm out the door, a new set of rubba and i'm golden and rollin...
So i'm gonna roll home on slick rubba rather than knobbies...
Rolling in style blackwall style... heavy style, wire bead heavy shit...
dats the scoop and the stuff...
peace out...
G
and until the EPA can stop with the HUA syndrom (heads up ass, zoo) and score ina more complex and open system... diesels will always be subject to false and misleading data spun by those who don't understand compression ignition and modern basics. Maybe that fluff bit was just too fluffy for some... but it has elements of 'right on' for me... you don't have to like it...
Lunch was kickass... swung past the chinese food truck to check menu offerings, and there was a dude from Go Mambo handing out samples... he hooked me up with two... sweet...
Organic valley choco milk, 8 oz, ultraP, last a long time, great post ride/race recovery drink... scoooooore... bunch a other stuff - coupons and samples...
Good stuff...
Swing through the Farmer's market. Grab a 1/2 peck of (or is it a 1/4 peck) bag of Pears.
Swing down to the Hub. 'Jack, whadda ya got in fat slicks for this beast?'
Well he pulls down some Serfas 700x38 with flat protection... $15 each... the look like it'd be close clearance wise... but... wtf only way to tell is to try it out... He hands me a fatty tube and i go to work... he hands me some tire levers and i am wicked damn offended... i don't need no stinkin levers... EVER man... ever...
Booyah... shit is golden... i grab a sweet columbus (red and blue) cycling cap to slap under the white skid lid that has become the commuter special for the 'winta' and i'm out the door, a new set of rubba and i'm golden and rollin...
So i'm gonna roll home on slick rubba rather than knobbies...
Rolling in style blackwall style... heavy style, wire bead heavy shit...
dats the scoop and the stuff...
peace out...
G
and until the EPA can stop with the HUA syndrom (heads up ass, zoo) and score ina more complex and open system... diesels will always be subject to false and misleading data spun by those who don't understand compression ignition and modern basics. Maybe that fluff bit was just too fluffy for some... but it has elements of 'right on' for me... you don't have to like it...
INTROSPECTION MAN
Damn straight man...
a big honkin club with spikes....
oh and for somereason Firefox is messing me up - not working not working - try in IE...working... WTF... (which, Zoo, means what the fuck)
--
Was given a sweet book last night - gonna be fun reading. Read the first Paragraph and was thinking 'right the fuck on'
The Reluctant Mr. Darwin: An Intimate Portrait of Charles Darwin and the Making of His Theory of Evolution
by David Quammen
my wife heard a bit about it on NPR and thought i'd like it.
i can't wait to read it...
seems a bit short, words a bit big, meaning its probably a book that i'll read in a day or two given a couple extra hours... at worst it might spread out for a week... but then i can revisit the good parts...
I have also pulled Kant's Religion within the Limits of Reason Alone back out of our stacks and may try and muddle through there without the pressure of a course. I'm a few pages in and doin the same thing i did then: "thinkin this makes WAY too much sense."
when things seem to make sense, to click... i wonder why? does that mean its good? its right? or that i'm missing the critical structure to say it isn't?
Introspection man to the rescue ...
peace...
g
(BTW, darwin is truely misunderstood)
Clinic and Results update
Results... i've had an email or two from Wade about the results. He's posted all he has, totally overwhelmed with the turnout. Not to mention they've never had more than 115 people total at the race in the past. And well... there were probably more than that in the A/B and Master's races combined.
The official is supposedly putting the complete results together and they should be updated before the end of the week.
Gotta hand it to Wade. He's done a kick ass job with what he was given. And isn't just letting it slide. Sure maybe i shouldn't be wrapped up about not seeing my results as poor as they may be. But i may suck, i may be slow, but i'd like a yardstick to measure my suckage.
The cross clinic was great i thought. More just a chance to practice with a bit of feed back. I think i picked up a few technique bits that i can incorporate... it was cold, but once we started moving on the bikes i was plenty warm.
all in all it was great.
lucky for me one of the guys there lives a block or two away from me and was riding home... cause my light's battery died before we got out of the city, so it would have been a blind and slow ride home with little to no moon if he hadn't had his big HID light torching the path.
Sure sure, over kill. but i will say flying along at 20-22 mph in the dark, a light like that is nice. Yeah i was half-wheeled until i cried uncle. But it was good... i pushed until my legs cried for mercy. No fair getting halfwheeld when pulling a trailer... although... it just makes ya stronger right?
I like my cross bike. I feel a strong affection towards it. Its a good bike. I rode it yesterday and today, the other trailer hitch clips my heel cup if i don't pay attention but, its good.
I find that with the lower gears... i'm just slower, but less fatigued, and in general pushing a higher cadence at the same speed. Slower on the climbs and what not... with the trailer that is... unless i don't drop it to the lowest gear. but yesterday and this morning it was a mostly headwind before the little rise up to the parkway... kinda sucks the juice outa the legs.
K
peace...
till i get my kilt all bunched up again...
The official is supposedly putting the complete results together and they should be updated before the end of the week.
Gotta hand it to Wade. He's done a kick ass job with what he was given. And isn't just letting it slide. Sure maybe i shouldn't be wrapped up about not seeing my results as poor as they may be. But i may suck, i may be slow, but i'd like a yardstick to measure my suckage.
The cross clinic was great i thought. More just a chance to practice with a bit of feed back. I think i picked up a few technique bits that i can incorporate... it was cold, but once we started moving on the bikes i was plenty warm.
all in all it was great.
lucky for me one of the guys there lives a block or two away from me and was riding home... cause my light's battery died before we got out of the city, so it would have been a blind and slow ride home with little to no moon if he hadn't had his big HID light torching the path.
Sure sure, over kill. but i will say flying along at 20-22 mph in the dark, a light like that is nice. Yeah i was half-wheeled until i cried uncle. But it was good... i pushed until my legs cried for mercy. No fair getting halfwheeld when pulling a trailer... although... it just makes ya stronger right?
I like my cross bike. I feel a strong affection towards it. Its a good bike. I rode it yesterday and today, the other trailer hitch clips my heel cup if i don't pay attention but, its good.
I find that with the lower gears... i'm just slower, but less fatigued, and in general pushing a higher cadence at the same speed. Slower on the climbs and what not... with the trailer that is... unless i don't drop it to the lowest gear. but yesterday and this morning it was a mostly headwind before the little rise up to the parkway... kinda sucks the juice outa the legs.
K
peace...
till i get my kilt all bunched up again...
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
gear grinding
You know what really grinds my gears…
This crap…
Okay this crap has taken a double meaning:
#1 Blogger… now I know its free. And I could always pony up and pay the $$ to sort out my own server and use my own software and all that shit… but I don’t. In general I’m used to this software, this interface. I’m comfortable with it. But when it gets hosed. I get grumpy. Nothing’s loading. The one page that loads (MegA’s) show’s new content but a fucking 404 right now. Nothing else is loading. I typed the below out between staining grids once the results were posted for Southington. In MSword. Cause the other shizzle was busted. The other shizzle being blogger, and it still seems hosed. Ah well… we’ll see, maybe its best. Just waiting on the phone call, gonna grap some food intown with the girls before the CX clinic. Maybe they can have an officials clinic if officiating a cross race is really as hard as Wade says it is.
Transitions into…
#2 The officials had sheets of paper with 25 spots on it.
With well over 50 people starting the race…
They have to dig through who knows what to find the 3rd place 45+ and the CT State Champ in the 55+….
With Prizes and (according to wade at the start) Money for the top three in each group (35, 45, 55) I’d have thought maybe there would be results beyond the 25.
Obviously you can see by the time stamp, our “45” minute race was slightly miscalculated at 47 for the leaders… although, perhaps a 40 minute race (or how ever long the laps were taking) would have been deemed too short by the winners. But would have allowed a completion of the whole field.
The woman’s field finishing in at 48 minutes… same thing. Although because the field was only 11 strong they had paper spots for all those that were pulled.
Were there more than 25 in the A/B field? Yeah.
Am I being unduely pissed? Maybe. But… if you treat the field outside the top 25 this way, can you expect them to come back? The course certainly make ya want to come back. But the officials and scoring certainly were not what I’d call professional at all.
More I’d be pissed if I was one of the 45+ guys who actually thought they might look forward to getting points in the NEBRA rankings. I mean they give out points to the top 18? Riders (listed in the rankings). Even if it was only points for the top 15. not to mention the 55 plus guys. Certainly there were going to be more than 3 45+ guys in the race? Or should I say were in the race?
Do these individuals deserve recognition? Maybe it will all be rectified when the NEBRA standings come out. Maybe. Hopefully?
Did they even write down the order that 100% of the field crossed the line? Hopefully.
Why’m’I all bent-outa-shape about this? I paid my twenty dollars and sort of at the very least maybe kinda would like to know relatively how I did compared to others.
Is that too much to ask? I suppose it might be….
I suppose venting like this ain’t gonna solve much, and isn’t fair to the folks who put the hard work into making the race what it was. And for those reasons I apologize.
But it was said to someone else while looking at the results table that “complete results will be up on BikeReg”
As in complete meaning everyone…
Cross clinic… must stay positive…will have fun!
Peace,
This crap…
Okay this crap has taken a double meaning:
#1 Blogger… now I know its free. And I could always pony up and pay the $$ to sort out my own server and use my own software and all that shit… but I don’t. In general I’m used to this software, this interface. I’m comfortable with it. But when it gets hosed. I get grumpy. Nothing’s loading. The one page that loads (MegA’s) show’s new content but a fucking 404 right now. Nothing else is loading. I typed the below out between staining grids once the results were posted for Southington. In MSword. Cause the other shizzle was busted. The other shizzle being blogger, and it still seems hosed. Ah well… we’ll see, maybe its best. Just waiting on the phone call, gonna grap some food intown with the girls before the CX clinic. Maybe they can have an officials clinic if officiating a cross race is really as hard as Wade says it is.
Transitions into…
#2 The officials had sheets of paper with 25 spots on it.
With well over 50 people starting the race…
They have to dig through who knows what to find the 3rd place 45+ and the CT State Champ in the 55+….
With Prizes and (according to wade at the start) Money for the top three in each group (35, 45, 55) I’d have thought maybe there would be results beyond the 25.
Obviously you can see by the time stamp, our “45” minute race was slightly miscalculated at 47 for the leaders… although, perhaps a 40 minute race (or how ever long the laps were taking) would have been deemed too short by the winners. But would have allowed a completion of the whole field.
The woman’s field finishing in at 48 minutes… same thing. Although because the field was only 11 strong they had paper spots for all those that were pulled.
Were there more than 25 in the A/B field? Yeah.
Am I being unduely pissed? Maybe. But… if you treat the field outside the top 25 this way, can you expect them to come back? The course certainly make ya want to come back. But the officials and scoring certainly were not what I’d call professional at all.
More I’d be pissed if I was one of the 45+ guys who actually thought they might look forward to getting points in the NEBRA rankings. I mean they give out points to the top 18? Riders (listed in the rankings). Even if it was only points for the top 15. not to mention the 55 plus guys. Certainly there were going to be more than 3 45+ guys in the race? Or should I say were in the race?
Do these individuals deserve recognition? Maybe it will all be rectified when the NEBRA standings come out. Maybe. Hopefully?
Did they even write down the order that 100% of the field crossed the line? Hopefully.
Why’m’I all bent-outa-shape about this? I paid my twenty dollars and sort of at the very least maybe kinda would like to know relatively how I did compared to others.
Is that too much to ask? I suppose it might be….
I suppose venting like this ain’t gonna solve much, and isn’t fair to the folks who put the hard work into making the race what it was. And for those reasons I apologize.
But it was said to someone else while looking at the results table that “complete results will be up on BikeReg”
As in complete meaning everyone…
Cross clinic… must stay positive…will have fun!
Peace,
Beer Intervals
for those of you not regularly reading Cyclingnews fitness Q&A while eating 4 burritos at lunch... this is the last entry:
another good read is over at CNN/Fortune. The Axis of Diesel.
This quote is somewhat familiar:
Um. that'd be me and the gang from TDIclub. pretty loud and articulate bunch (if you take me out of the equation).
Its a good read. Bio or not Diesel is the answer. Hybrids as it points out are a LOT more expensive. Environmentaly quality doesn't come for free but that $7,000 price difference they quote can do a hell uv a lot more to clean up the planet than driving a hybrid over a clean diesel.
Got some images from the race to put up...
will get em up soon...
one burrito left to consume... FOOOOOOOOOOOOOD
GeWilli HUNGRY Me EAT LOTS of FOOD
Beer intervals
Dear Dr Kelby,
Earlier this summer, you provided sage advice for me, an aging racer seeking to "hold his own" on a cross-state ride held in late July. I carefully followed your plan and, modesty aside, I think I did alright vis-Ã -vis my younger companions. So valid were your suggestions that my success spilled onto my late-season race venues, culminating [sound of my own trumpet] in a solo victory in my state's criterium championship.
Unfortunately, you've opened Pandora's Box for me, and the pressure is building for next season. I've just completed an end-of-season wind down, and am preparing my winter and early spring schedule of weights, riding, and cyclo-cross, all of which have potential 'rehydration' components. Do you have any tips for me? [Please note: I do suffer, from time to time, temporary vision issues and wobbly knees. What am I doing wrong? Was I over-training, or not working hard enough?]
Grandpa Kim
USA
Kelby Bethards replies:
You pose a question valid to all cyclists: maintenance of fitness through the winter. It is a problem for those of us that live in areas that have seasons…..
However, beer fitness poses a new challenge. It is entirely possibly to become too beer fit in the winter. Yes, I know, this seems impossible. But, just as extreme, cycling fitness brings a trim, lean and powerful physique. Beer fitness tends to have its own physiologic attributes. Those are somewhat opposite of a racing physique.
Strong drinkers will grow larger abdominal regions. Sometimes the courage center of the brain becomes hyper-developed. And, if the beerclist isn't coordinated enough, he/she may end up with an enlarged bicep muscle on the favored side. A beercep, of sorts.
"So what", you beer affectionados may say. Well, the big beer belly muscle may impede pedaling and cause you to ride bow legged. I know you can use the belly to 'bounce' your legs off of, but this will only work a while before it causes you to puke on your shoes. The overdeveloped courage may make you attempt things that you cannot do, such as wheelies (as I attempted to get Lance Armstrong to do on the said "tour", which he was not brave enough to attempt - not enough beer I guess). And, if you have an enlarged beercep muscle, you may find yourself sprinting in circles next spring. That'd be a bummer in a final sprint.
Thusly, a cyclist must keep a balance. Yin and yang or whatever the hell it is. You must keep your lean, mean physique, yet enjoy beer season. After all, that's what winter if for. A few simple tips may help:
First of all, avoid the urge to do beer intervals in the winter. That isn't necessary. Just keep your fitness, keep your base beer miles and enjoy it. You don't want to overtrain.
B) Drink with both hands. At the same time if you wish… This will keep you from sprinting in circles and looking ridiculous.
3) Ride your bike to the bar or to the beer. Even in the winter. This allows you to 'earn' the beer. Even in the snow and so on. It also keeps the urge to do beer intervals, and beer sprints to a minimum, since you need to be sober enough to get home safely.
7) You mentioned opening Pandora's Box. Open that baby up, fill it with beer and hop in. I have a Mr T. rubber ducky you can borrow. I pity the fool.
Kelby Bethards, MD (Ft Collins orphan)
P.S. Yes Kim, you did very well on the said "tour" and held your own. Wobbly knees, eh? Low beer to blood ratio, I reckon.
another good read is over at CNN/Fortune. The Axis of Diesel.
This quote is somewhat familiar:
Except for pickups and a fringe of Volkswagen fanatics, the technology largely fell by the wayside.
Um. that'd be me and the gang from TDIclub. pretty loud and articulate bunch (if you take me out of the equation).
Its a good read. Bio or not Diesel is the answer. Hybrids as it points out are a LOT more expensive. Environmentaly quality doesn't come for free but that $7,000 price difference they quote can do a hell uv a lot more to clean up the planet than driving a hybrid over a clean diesel.
Got some images from the race to put up...
will get em up soon...
one burrito left to consume... FOOOOOOOOOOOOOD
GeWilli HUNGRY Me EAT LOTS of FOOD
Bike commuting is flat out awesome
there's enough stuff out there - no need for me to add...
rode in on the Croll, with the trailer... different hitch - this one my heel bumps if i don't point my toe down... but with the ritchey drop outs what is there to do...
why ride in on the cross bike?
clinic of course... duh...
6-8pm tonight, under the lights...
cool morning but armwarmers was all that was added and i was still sweating. Hands a bit cold. maybe i'll put some gloves on... tomorrow... legs felt better... stronger...
able to nail it a bit, had a good sustained interval going into the last climb on the path into the wind. The same wind that i had blowing me home last night at 20+ mph most all of the way.
Its like sunday pushed me over the hump that the retro-virus caused. And when i say retro-virus i don't mean that it was a retro-virus by diagnosis, i was just poopin liquid for a day or so (to be graphic and all that TMI stuff) coupled with zero energy and a constant urge to hurl.
I think if i nail it on the rides to and from work (which sometimes i haven't been lately, too tired, too weak i dunno) i can gain some ground and get some of the flat speed.
A couple people said i looked fast. Dave said i IIRC at gloucester. I think, I look fast cause i'm so freakishly big and anything that big moving, even moving slowly just looks fast.
I subscribe to meg's don't jam the brakes... too much, conservation of momentum... Think like the hybrid... braking in a normal car kills your MPGs... sure in race situations ya wanna kill it and brake later but if you can be smooth - never over brake carry absolutely as much speed as possible without scrubbing you can jump harder AFTER the corner than the guys killing it to get to the corner, in theory.
Flow... line, body position, power, weight, aero, power, gear choice, tire pressure...
That last one... i rode home with maybe 50 psi maybe in the 28c rear tricrossII. Wicked damn low. Most roadies i'd wager would freak. But... cross guys would be thinking, 'WTF you running so much pressure?'
I love this weather. I love riding in in the morning.
I like feeling stronger. I'm working on it, and i know only a year + into riding seriously again that the curve is still steep and it gets harder and harder to make gains coming up, but its as good of a feeling as buying a new bike or a new gadget.
so... peace out...
oh... in Meg's latest saga of Ganogogogo she mentions 'Molly Cameron' which i assume is NOT Molly Cameron from Vanilla? Or does everyone just use 'She' when refering to 'Vanilla Molly?'
forgive me for not knowing all the answers... its all still so new and exciting...
and i don't really know as much as it sounds like sometimes... there are probably better mechanics than me, only cause i haven't been doing it as a pro lately ;)
peace out...
Go Tigers, ain't Kenny Rogers (pitcher) a freak? 3-0 in post season, 0.00 ERA unfucking believable...
rode in on the Croll, with the trailer... different hitch - this one my heel bumps if i don't point my toe down... but with the ritchey drop outs what is there to do...
why ride in on the cross bike?
clinic of course... duh...
6-8pm tonight, under the lights...
cool morning but armwarmers was all that was added and i was still sweating. Hands a bit cold. maybe i'll put some gloves on... tomorrow... legs felt better... stronger...
able to nail it a bit, had a good sustained interval going into the last climb on the path into the wind. The same wind that i had blowing me home last night at 20+ mph most all of the way.
Its like sunday pushed me over the hump that the retro-virus caused. And when i say retro-virus i don't mean that it was a retro-virus by diagnosis, i was just poopin liquid for a day or so (to be graphic and all that TMI stuff) coupled with zero energy and a constant urge to hurl.
I think if i nail it on the rides to and from work (which sometimes i haven't been lately, too tired, too weak i dunno) i can gain some ground and get some of the flat speed.
A couple people said i looked fast. Dave said i IIRC at gloucester. I think, I look fast cause i'm so freakishly big and anything that big moving, even moving slowly just looks fast.
I subscribe to meg's don't jam the brakes... too much, conservation of momentum... Think like the hybrid... braking in a normal car kills your MPGs... sure in race situations ya wanna kill it and brake later but if you can be smooth - never over brake carry absolutely as much speed as possible without scrubbing you can jump harder AFTER the corner than the guys killing it to get to the corner, in theory.
Flow... line, body position, power, weight, aero, power, gear choice, tire pressure...
That last one... i rode home with maybe 50 psi maybe in the 28c rear tricrossII. Wicked damn low. Most roadies i'd wager would freak. But... cross guys would be thinking, 'WTF you running so much pressure?'
I love this weather. I love riding in in the morning.
I like feeling stronger. I'm working on it, and i know only a year + into riding seriously again that the curve is still steep and it gets harder and harder to make gains coming up, but its as good of a feeling as buying a new bike or a new gadget.
so... peace out...
oh... in Meg's latest saga of Ganogogogo she mentions 'Molly Cameron' which i assume is NOT Molly Cameron from Vanilla? Or does everyone just use 'She' when refering to 'Vanilla Molly?'
forgive me for not knowing all the answers... its all still so new and exciting...
and i don't really know as much as it sounds like sometimes... there are probably better mechanics than me, only cause i haven't been doing it as a pro lately ;)
peace out...
Go Tigers, ain't Kenny Rogers (pitcher) a freak? 3-0 in post season, 0.00 ERA unfucking believable...
Monday, October 23, 2006
Southington Cross Race
What a bitchin cool course. Wade did an awesome job with the course. What? No barriers? Who cares... we had stairs, and sand... who needs more?
The drive down was fantastic. Even with the two girls. I decided that 6/10/44/whatever due west was not how i wanted to go. We headed down 95 then up 9 to 84. Perfect. Able to match the speed of all the other cars - 9 had a 65 mph posted sign and we all know how fast New England folks drive... No slowing no watching for roads signs and no morons in slow RVs slowing it down. Mellow and beautiful.
We get there after a quick Dunkin Donuts kidney relief stop. Get my number... and i start checking out the course - (no one on it... ladies and juniors not in sight) - ride a section - pop under tape - ride around follow course see where it's going... ride next to or gently around... check out the pit - neutral service (although the mechanic seemed to be giving a clinic to some inquisitive dude when i looked up once as i went by in our race... i wonder how fast neutral service would have been then - faster than running the rest of the race i guess).
great stuff - the big hill, i thought was perfectly ridable. Didn't have to dab or get off the bike once on it during the race.
had a pretty good start - was on the outside of the first turn (not good) that turned into the inside of the second turn (retard almost stopped infront of me)... but made it clean - started heading up the hill - two guys got all tangled infront of me but i managed to steal a line and rode past them and up and around.
Actually seemed to keep contact more or less (visual at least) with the leaders for the first couple laps... then it got gappy... I didn't feel like i had enough power in the flats, and the course didn't have a good 'rest' area no place to really catch your breath... i could feel the legs coming around at about 3 laps to go, but that was really only 2 to go little did i know... and despite the wind picking up i could muscle a bigger gear... (yeah better warm up next time - i got a good 30 minutes in, but yeah... more warm up - i'll figure it out one of these days). So i'm cookin and i pop over the lip and drop down into a greasy off camber section leading to the sand... a section i've cleaned no problem every time before... and fuck, front wheel washes out and i eat shit big time... sprawled across the whole course... luckily i had put some distance on the hill climb and S turns leading up to it so i was able to get up, collect myself without getting stepped on or passed... chain had popped off and i sort of tried putting it back on while running through the sand but figured i'd get to the remount section and do it there... which i did... again without dropping a spot - or maybe one i think... had a handful of guys who i'd be gaining ground on in the technical spots up ahead (at least thats what it seemed - esp in the sand pit ride section... and on the hill) i thought i could probably catch most or at least get with in range of my sprint at the end... coming around to what should be the bell lap... and the official stands there doing the head cutting off motion "you're done" what? one to go? "You're done"
i roll off the course and notice the guys in front and a bunch more were all there grumpy and mad as I was about getting yanked off.
The leaders were no where in sight... no chance of getting lapped on the next lap... not by a long shot... it was a combined 35, 45, 55 field and Wade had mentioned $ was added for the top places in each group. Now i know there were a few 45s and maybe even a 55 in front of me... but i'd be surpised if the top 5 for each was in front of me, much less that the official knew who was what with the numbers we had on.
If he wanted the race to be shorter to not affect the Mens A/B race that was going off next, maybe he could have given us 4 to go instead of 5 to go... His math or cross experience sucks. That or i dunno maybe he was just having a bad day. Too many people pre-riding the course. And no it wasn't just me or the master's field. Plenty of the A/B riders were on the course (infact it seemed like more of them were than the master's riders). Whatever it was. If Wade's course hadn't been so fucking Bitch'n sweet i'd have been pretty soured by not being allowed my final sprint. I was going max out but i knew i had one good solid jump in there even if it doesn't feel like it - and i wanted to use it... at least i wanted to cross the line knowing that it was the finish... not crossing the line expecting to go one more and having the dude... anyway - broken record.
I'll move on. Hopefully move up and get faster. Get to the point where i don't have to worry about some yahoo with a whistle ruining my race... I know... i'm not fast enough to haev a valid complaint, but in all honesty the official could have picked a less anger inducing manner to end the race for the 'other' riders.
Peace love and waffles...
G
Oh...
Saturday - i have a lost post (on the laptop HD not here) about the Mt Bike ride with the blogging duo of SB and KL. Great ride. I hope i didn't ruffle SB's feathers by tellin ya to shutup about the history and how the trails 'USED' to be... the trails were hella damn fun now... no point lamenting how they were when they are just fine now. Freaking kicked ass being on the Mt bike again. Totally had wicked fun. Got to climb the Blue Hill road, albeitonthe Mt Bike not a road bike... still yet once again i'm climbing something i have no idea how long it is, what the next bend will bring, other than "once ya hit the guard rail its about 10% the rest of the way up" it was sweet. It also made me think... I do need a slighly smaller gear on the Road bike. Maybe not a 39... but somethin smaller than what i have now... just so i can spin if needed and not slog and grind up the likes of Mt A.
dats the news and views from this local lunkhead...
Time to change the tube quick like and get headed in the right direction.
The drive down was fantastic. Even with the two girls. I decided that 6/10/44/whatever due west was not how i wanted to go. We headed down 95 then up 9 to 84. Perfect. Able to match the speed of all the other cars - 9 had a 65 mph posted sign and we all know how fast New England folks drive... No slowing no watching for roads signs and no morons in slow RVs slowing it down. Mellow and beautiful.
We get there after a quick Dunkin Donuts kidney relief stop. Get my number... and i start checking out the course - (no one on it... ladies and juniors not in sight) - ride a section - pop under tape - ride around follow course see where it's going... ride next to or gently around... check out the pit - neutral service (although the mechanic seemed to be giving a clinic to some inquisitive dude when i looked up once as i went by in our race... i wonder how fast neutral service would have been then - faster than running the rest of the race i guess).
great stuff - the big hill, i thought was perfectly ridable. Didn't have to dab or get off the bike once on it during the race.
had a pretty good start - was on the outside of the first turn (not good) that turned into the inside of the second turn (retard almost stopped infront of me)... but made it clean - started heading up the hill - two guys got all tangled infront of me but i managed to steal a line and rode past them and up and around.
Actually seemed to keep contact more or less (visual at least) with the leaders for the first couple laps... then it got gappy... I didn't feel like i had enough power in the flats, and the course didn't have a good 'rest' area no place to really catch your breath... i could feel the legs coming around at about 3 laps to go, but that was really only 2 to go little did i know... and despite the wind picking up i could muscle a bigger gear... (yeah better warm up next time - i got a good 30 minutes in, but yeah... more warm up - i'll figure it out one of these days). So i'm cookin and i pop over the lip and drop down into a greasy off camber section leading to the sand... a section i've cleaned no problem every time before... and fuck, front wheel washes out and i eat shit big time... sprawled across the whole course... luckily i had put some distance on the hill climb and S turns leading up to it so i was able to get up, collect myself without getting stepped on or passed... chain had popped off and i sort of tried putting it back on while running through the sand but figured i'd get to the remount section and do it there... which i did... again without dropping a spot - or maybe one i think... had a handful of guys who i'd be gaining ground on in the technical spots up ahead (at least thats what it seemed - esp in the sand pit ride section... and on the hill) i thought i could probably catch most or at least get with in range of my sprint at the end... coming around to what should be the bell lap... and the official stands there doing the head cutting off motion "you're done" what? one to go? "You're done"
i roll off the course and notice the guys in front and a bunch more were all there grumpy and mad as I was about getting yanked off.
The leaders were no where in sight... no chance of getting lapped on the next lap... not by a long shot... it was a combined 35, 45, 55 field and Wade had mentioned $ was added for the top places in each group. Now i know there were a few 45s and maybe even a 55 in front of me... but i'd be surpised if the top 5 for each was in front of me, much less that the official knew who was what with the numbers we had on.
If he wanted the race to be shorter to not affect the Mens A/B race that was going off next, maybe he could have given us 4 to go instead of 5 to go... His math or cross experience sucks. That or i dunno maybe he was just having a bad day. Too many people pre-riding the course. And no it wasn't just me or the master's field. Plenty of the A/B riders were on the course (infact it seemed like more of them were than the master's riders). Whatever it was. If Wade's course hadn't been so fucking Bitch'n sweet i'd have been pretty soured by not being allowed my final sprint. I was going max out but i knew i had one good solid jump in there even if it doesn't feel like it - and i wanted to use it... at least i wanted to cross the line knowing that it was the finish... not crossing the line expecting to go one more and having the dude... anyway - broken record.
I'll move on. Hopefully move up and get faster. Get to the point where i don't have to worry about some yahoo with a whistle ruining my race... I know... i'm not fast enough to haev a valid complaint, but in all honesty the official could have picked a less anger inducing manner to end the race for the 'other' riders.
Peace love and waffles...
G
Oh...
Saturday - i have a lost post (on the laptop HD not here) about the Mt Bike ride with the blogging duo of SB and KL. Great ride. I hope i didn't ruffle SB's feathers by tellin ya to shutup about the history and how the trails 'USED' to be... the trails were hella damn fun now... no point lamenting how they were when they are just fine now. Freaking kicked ass being on the Mt bike again. Totally had wicked fun. Got to climb the Blue Hill road, albeitonthe Mt Bike not a road bike... still yet once again i'm climbing something i have no idea how long it is, what the next bend will bring, other than "once ya hit the guard rail its about 10% the rest of the way up" it was sweet. It also made me think... I do need a slighly smaller gear on the Road bike. Maybe not a 39... but somethin smaller than what i have now... just so i can spin if needed and not slog and grind up the likes of Mt A.
dats the news and views from this local lunkhead...
Time to change the tube quick like and get headed in the right direction.
CX Nats
woulda registered earlier...
but...
had to get back up here...
had to get tubes...
had to get lunch...
all before 1pm...
eating lunch...
registered...
Men's B 35+
I ain't gonna win or be able to compete with the nat Champ in the 35-39 age group. That i know as much from Bob Beal. But... maybe if the field doesn't fill up and i feel like racing i'll try and weasle in (or not - probably not - don't want to be pack fodder just to be pulled/lapped).
Can't wait.
Canton next week...
who knows what after that...
cross is the most kick ass of cycling venues...
Clinic is 6-8pm tomorrow...
peace out... i'm gonna finish eating before my 1pm
but...
had to get back up here...
had to get tubes...
had to get lunch...
all before 1pm...
eating lunch...
registered...
Men's B 35+
I ain't gonna win or be able to compete with the nat Champ in the 35-39 age group. That i know as much from Bob Beal. But... maybe if the field doesn't fill up and i feel like racing i'll try and weasle in (or not - probably not - don't want to be pack fodder just to be pulled/lapped).
Can't wait.
Canton next week...
who knows what after that...
cross is the most kick ass of cycling venues...
Clinic is 6-8pm tomorrow...
peace out... i'm gonna finish eating before my 1pm
kaa BOOOOOM ssssssssssss
Ain't that the best.
Sidewall blow out.
On the way in.
Fortunately a fellow bike commuter was right there and when i discovered that i failed to transfer the tubes back into the commuter bag from the race bag... he handed me a patch kit.
Which got me to Day Care.
But not back to the lab.
Rode the fuckin tire flat the three miles back. Stood up. As much of my weight as i could put on the bars. And i made it up. I had two tubes in the lab. One was blown at the valve stem (junk - shit) the second was a long stem tube that i must have used as an emergency then swapped out. That or it has a slow leak and i'm gonna be pissed.
Fortunately again i had my pair of Specialized Tricross II 28c tires at work. Wire bead but intack. Unlike my now destroyed conti. And no. The brake pads are not rubbing on the sidewall. I pumped the sumbitch up this morning - it had gotten a bit low - 80 psi or so over the last week. So i put 105 or so in this am and made it all the way to the base of Washington bridge before it went KABOOOOOOMsssssss lump lump lump lump lump...
Dirty and a bit late i made the day care drop.
But that put me well behind for this morning.
cause i had to get down to the other facility. couldn't just stay at the office up on the hill... and the hub is closed... and i don't have time to ride all the way out to Prov Bike... fingers crossed i can get home to my tubes and see if i have a spare tire kicking around that can get me by (pretty sure i've got something, if nothing else i do have a 20c tire i can slap on the front and put the 25 on the rear.
Cross race sneak peak.
The USAC official was horrible. He pulled woman who were in no danger of getting lapped who thought they had one lap left. Then he did it to all but the top 25 riders in the Go Daddy Go field (masters combined). We weren't that far behind. We were in NO fuicking danger of getting lapped... the time by we were given a 2 to go card and so i'm all one more lap nail it - there are two or three guys i KNOW i could have passed in the techincal sections and moved up... MORON.... first he chews us out at the start line for warming up on the course. There were NOT very many woman out there. ANd the guys (me included) warming up were in NO way impeding their progress... ANyway - the course was awesome. benidorm guys did a great job. I hope that official gets some time to read the rule book on running a cyclocross race that or gets relegated to doing something that has no impact on the race. just cause i ain't in the top few places... fucker never said anything about discretionary pulling... total clusterfuck....
okay - more on the race later...
Sidewall blow out.
On the way in.
Fortunately a fellow bike commuter was right there and when i discovered that i failed to transfer the tubes back into the commuter bag from the race bag... he handed me a patch kit.
Which got me to Day Care.
But not back to the lab.
Rode the fuckin tire flat the three miles back. Stood up. As much of my weight as i could put on the bars. And i made it up. I had two tubes in the lab. One was blown at the valve stem (junk - shit) the second was a long stem tube that i must have used as an emergency then swapped out. That or it has a slow leak and i'm gonna be pissed.
Fortunately again i had my pair of Specialized Tricross II 28c tires at work. Wire bead but intack. Unlike my now destroyed conti. And no. The brake pads are not rubbing on the sidewall. I pumped the sumbitch up this morning - it had gotten a bit low - 80 psi or so over the last week. So i put 105 or so in this am and made it all the way to the base of Washington bridge before it went KABOOOOOOMsssssss lump lump lump lump lump...
Dirty and a bit late i made the day care drop.
But that put me well behind for this morning.
cause i had to get down to the other facility. couldn't just stay at the office up on the hill... and the hub is closed... and i don't have time to ride all the way out to Prov Bike... fingers crossed i can get home to my tubes and see if i have a spare tire kicking around that can get me by (pretty sure i've got something, if nothing else i do have a 20c tire i can slap on the front and put the 25 on the rear.
Cross race sneak peak.
The USAC official was horrible. He pulled woman who were in no danger of getting lapped who thought they had one lap left. Then he did it to all but the top 25 riders in the Go Daddy Go field (masters combined). We weren't that far behind. We were in NO fuicking danger of getting lapped... the time by we were given a 2 to go card and so i'm all one more lap nail it - there are two or three guys i KNOW i could have passed in the techincal sections and moved up... MORON.... first he chews us out at the start line for warming up on the course. There were NOT very many woman out there. ANd the guys (me included) warming up were in NO way impeding their progress... ANyway - the course was awesome. benidorm guys did a great job. I hope that official gets some time to read the rule book on running a cyclocross race that or gets relegated to doing something that has no impact on the race. just cause i ain't in the top few places... fucker never said anything about discretionary pulling... total clusterfuck....
okay - more on the race later...
Friday, October 20, 2006
exhaustion
where to find the energy - sapped... challenges of coorelative microscopy... try finding a 500 micron size cell on a coverslip with thousands of others and ya can only see it after aquisition on the SEM... farking fun lemme tell ya. intensity added to intensity... coupled with a good couple hours on the microtome choppin 80 nm thick sections...
that and its 4pm on a friday.
friday...
another week...
passed...
a week older... hopefully wiser...
slower? maybe...
still hungry... always hungry now... quest for food is endless...
mental food too, not just the caloric source of gastronomie
--music playing right now: pandora.com/music/song/d8fe6614b57e9ba6
--
hungry in all counts... a case of beer - or a bottle of wine or two sound really good for some reason right now. Why stop at one glass, one beer... keep em coming...
like a drunk sucking down beers 10 minutes before last call - trying to get as many consumed before closing...
its not gonna happen... maybe i need another good book to read - but when...
the weather is looking freaking tame... except for the fact that there is NOTHIN Westerly about the wind right now... ooh quick update... its gone from SSE to S, holding around 15 mph. Sweet... farking headwind...
something else to get excited about...
There's always cross to think about...
Wheels to sort out... might even bring the Rolfs on Sunday...
Cross Clinic in Providence (yall better show eh?)
can't shake it - funk - music not helping (we're way past that track linked above now) Ahhhhhh Praise The Lord... is rockin the speakers and sub right now. Yes... I have a Harmoan/kardon sub and cube speaker set on the desk here. Base is cranked... mmm yeah.
this is helping a little...
okay - track over... getting the last bit of work stuff done and its back...
dark cloud hangin on... Its not the rain. I really was wicked happy riding in this morning. Rain don't bother me. I grew up in Seattle. Generally i like gray days. Days without shadows... cloud filtered sun... i like that shit. Rain's good. Trees like rain. Rain means fertility... it washes leaves free from airborne shit that fucking humans disturb. Sure - i do my share - not willingly.
ah hell...
i'm going mt biking tomorrow - that should keep my grinning...
might even getta ride with DFLski... if he can make up his friggen mind...
well tiem to suit up... temps are over 60°F ah nevermind - like i'd wear anything more than a ss jersey and shorts...
bike commuting... my bread and my butter (butter the toast THEN while still hot stick some PB on there)... speaking of which - reduced fat = more sugar = MAKE YOU FATTER... not 'skinnier' the skinny folks i know in general don't bother with the "reduced fat" crap... but then maybe they are naturally better at portion control...
fuck can't even stay positive thinkin about food right now... maybe i'll go down to the hub and just drop the coin on a Surly Cross-Check 62cm complete bike... no not for cross... for commuting... that beast weighs a metric ton but has eyelets for full fenders and racks and that sort a shit.
okay - now that i've fully documented my funk... funkin time to get out in the rain
that and its 4pm on a friday.
friday...
another week...
passed...
a week older... hopefully wiser...
slower? maybe...
still hungry... always hungry now... quest for food is endless...
mental food too, not just the caloric source of gastronomie
--music playing right now: pandora.com/music/song/d8fe6614b57e9ba6
--
hungry in all counts... a case of beer - or a bottle of wine or two sound really good for some reason right now. Why stop at one glass, one beer... keep em coming...
like a drunk sucking down beers 10 minutes before last call - trying to get as many consumed before closing...
its not gonna happen... maybe i need another good book to read - but when...
the weather is looking freaking tame... except for the fact that there is NOTHIN Westerly about the wind right now... ooh quick update... its gone from SSE to S, holding around 15 mph. Sweet... farking headwind...
something else to get excited about...
There's always cross to think about...
Wheels to sort out... might even bring the Rolfs on Sunday...
Cross Clinic in Providence (yall better show eh?)
can't shake it - funk - music not helping (we're way past that track linked above now) Ahhhhhh Praise The Lord... is rockin the speakers and sub right now. Yes... I have a Harmoan/kardon sub and cube speaker set on the desk here. Base is cranked... mmm yeah.
this is helping a little...
okay - track over... getting the last bit of work stuff done and its back...
dark cloud hangin on... Its not the rain. I really was wicked happy riding in this morning. Rain don't bother me. I grew up in Seattle. Generally i like gray days. Days without shadows... cloud filtered sun... i like that shit. Rain's good. Trees like rain. Rain means fertility... it washes leaves free from airborne shit that fucking humans disturb. Sure - i do my share - not willingly.
ah hell...
i'm going mt biking tomorrow - that should keep my grinning...
might even getta ride with DFLski... if he can make up his friggen mind...
well tiem to suit up... temps are over 60°F ah nevermind - like i'd wear anything more than a ss jersey and shorts...
bike commuting... my bread and my butter (butter the toast THEN while still hot stick some PB on there)... speaking of which - reduced fat = more sugar = MAKE YOU FATTER... not 'skinnier' the skinny folks i know in general don't bother with the "reduced fat" crap... but then maybe they are naturally better at portion control...
fuck can't even stay positive thinkin about food right now... maybe i'll go down to the hub and just drop the coin on a Surly Cross-Check 62cm complete bike... no not for cross... for commuting... that beast weighs a metric ton but has eyelets for full fenders and racks and that sort a shit.
okay - now that i've fully documented my funk... funkin time to get out in the rain
see ya there
Southington, sunday... registered, finally...
hoping not to get lapped by C-Burke and Kyle Wolfe and the rest of the really fast masters...
hoping not to get lapped by C-Burke and Kyle Wolfe and the rest of the really fast masters...
Q&A time
Does anyone have a good method for keeping chains from rusting? I've
tried drying them off after they get wet, many types of lube, etc.
Inevitably, when it comes to this time of year and I start riding
through more rain, snow, and in particular salt, I just can't keep
things from rusting. They don't squeak, so perhaps I should just not
worry about the rust.
Rust...
#1 build up a base of lube on the chain. It should turn everything black that it touches. Routine "cleaning" will promote rust.
#2 build base with a wet anti-corrosion lube applied one small drop per link, alternating with a waxy dry lube. This gets the best of both built up on the chain.
#3 when ya get back from the wet ride nail it with Boesheild T-9 aerosol spray (pedal backwards while shooting the wide-not red tubed-spray at the cassette - chain in middle).
I have only missed one dry day of commuting this year and the chain has not rusted yet. Might be rusting right now as i neglected to get the T-9 on there last night or the night before. Call it a trial period - field testing if ya will.
Do no use degreasers to clean the chain as it will dimish greatly the ability to build a good base of lube up on and in the chain.
The anti-corrosion lube i'm using now is an old bottle of the Wrench Force/castrol stuff. It could be nothing more than their heavy Duty diesel motor oil (which has good corrision inhibitors and what not) but it does work well with the same branded Dry lube.
I'm eager to try the new White Lightning product. I was/am not a fan of their dry lube, but this stuff looks good.
epic
Although honestly I think:
wet-ride
will be a much better product for New England Commuting. Load the chain up with that stuff and as that commercial says:
"Good to go"
Has anyone tried RainX or something similar on glasses, does it work?
I would be reluctant to put the Rain-X on non-glass glasses, but ya should be okay to try it out. But my experience with the product in a windsheild is that it is pretty much useless below 45 mph unless its a out and out downpour and ya have a 30 mph head wind ;)
late night musings
pre-post comments:
I have a confession – I like the Canadian national anthem. Sitting in the Farnsworth chowing on some kick ass seafood jambalaya the Bruins game came on the TV. And hockey. Man its nice to watch hockey for a change – such a great spectator sport. That and NESN broadcast both anthems (they were playing Calgary). A lot of the bands I really like are Canadian. I have a hella lotta good friends up there – grew up thinking Halifax was the place for me, that faded a bit when I stopped reading Mowat’s books. Gray Seas Under still is on my top book list of all times.
Yesterday morning heading in I started thinking about down force. How much down force does the trailer have? Is that down force significant in resistance relative to the aero drag? Does Floyd’s TT position offer decreased down force and lower rolling resistance even by a few grams? I’m sure plenty of engineers have better answers than my curious suppositions. In cycling we are always far more concerned with frontal area. Rightfully so, frontal area is demonstratably(sic) our biggest power requirement (there’s gotta be a better way to phrase that). But is down force something to consider.
I mean if you take even a square foot of plywood and move it through the air at the same angle as the trailer’s windscreen, you will feel an increased force down as you pick up speed. Is 20 mph double the force at 10? Or is it quad? Its times like this when I wish I had a bit more aerodynamic theory residing in my dense noggin.
Gotta bug TDImeister about this one. He’s forgotten more engineering theory than I’ll ever know in my life time.
Listening to Blues Traveler right now. (straight on till morning disc). The littlest started to rock out to the VW commercial with the guitar playing dude while we were watching to see who’ll face the Tigers and so… the closest rocking guitar I had was these guys. And pretty much right on too. Good stuff. Now my hair is getting brushed with a ladybug brush.
I’m writing right now cause I know I’ll forget all this by tomorrow. And ya never know what tomorrow will bring. Okay, now I have Puffins (cereal) all over the floor. The original flavor flies out of her snack cup more easily than the peanut butter ones do.
Okay – now she’s threatening the knitting. The older girls are upstairs knitting. (Ctrl + s)
The other thing to wonder is how much longer will the low grade bolts and aluminum and plastic frame work hold up to the daily haul. The one trailers I’ve dealt with in stores that seemed tough and up to daily abuse are made by BOB. But this one was sourced and selected for the ability to be a kick ass running stroller as well. It’s a single and since the age separation between the two pushes the size range like trying to find a Tandem that would work for both KL and Me. Maybe I should change it all to Metaphorical-Section.
This is a rare evening moment. Captured out of the air. But it is getting late. 6am comes early. Gotta remember to register for the race tomorrow. Wicked excited to be going mt biking – not sure I should be as geeked but finally – years since the last go round, I’m heading back. Wondering how the trails will compare to what I remember about New London and where ever that place was we used to ride I think I can remember how to get back to the trails. Assuming they are still there. Rocky, technical, but wicked damn fun with a touch of elevation tossed in. Ah well. Load up with Kozy Shack in the morning (which incidentally is kick ass pre-race food, then again assuming you are lactose and animal product tolerant). For vegan race prep food I’d suggest checking in with Christine Vardaros, or hell, the local hero, wtf am I thinking? Duh. JD. Now shit – JJ’s gal is all with that too eh? Adam too? Wicked freaky – surrounded by the vegan throngs. Not that I have a problem with vegans. I had a problem when I came home from college and in the time away my bro decided the house would be vegan. I was way pigheaded and wicked stubborn (intolerant) then, and he was worse. We battled pretty fierce, but in the end I generally gave in, conceding ‘cause it seemed pretty futile and stupid to keep up my side for no solid reason. The whole anthro-evolution-biochemical side of things didn’t sway him. And for the most part those arguments are a wee bit moot.
The bike path has gotten fricken crowded again. Monday night in the rain (or was it Tuesday) was the best. Only three others encountered. All dog walkers. All regulars.
Tonight? Freak show time. NBW bunch was suiting up with their HIDs and 30 LED red blinky light displays… to ride on a bike path – not an open access near cars one either… Like they expect some hot shot fred to come basting up their behind with dark sunglasses on in the middle of the night… oh… I really guess I needed to see 400 watts pointed at me…. Not to mention the illumination of the trail ahead.
Conservation. Why waste the batteries? “They are rechargeable.” What does the energy to recharge them come from thin air? “Solar” so does the use of a finite cycle to light a path that doesn’t need to be lit so you can be seen even tho you can be seen? Just to blind others on the path? Its like the morons who drive around with the high beams on all the time. Ah – I LIKE rendering people angry and blind. It makes sure I can be seen.
Phew – got that rant off – maybe I won’t go apeshit needlessly in person and hurt someone’s feelings. At least Il Bruce’s got thicker skin than most. Phew.
Peace out – g’night.
- 55-60°F and rain is the PERFECT cycling weather - no matter how hard ya go ya cannot overheat...
- That freaking pixie has kicked "us" all to the curb... maybe this worthless drivel i'm gonna cut and paste here in a second will redeem myself
- awe who'm'i kidding no way - once that fickle elf gets infatuated - boom... lock on... Exit17... just another trendy copy cat... not a bad one mind ya, but the POD navigation stinks...
- Bike Path = DESERTED... FREAKING AWESOME! Tonight'll be interesting tho... very intersting. But looking at the Isobar prediction lines last night, the wind *may* be a slight tail wind... and that'd be way freaking cooler than a hard core cross wind steady at 25-35mph gusting to 50...
I have a confession – I like the Canadian national anthem. Sitting in the Farnsworth chowing on some kick ass seafood jambalaya the Bruins game came on the TV. And hockey. Man its nice to watch hockey for a change – such a great spectator sport. That and NESN broadcast both anthems (they were playing Calgary). A lot of the bands I really like are Canadian. I have a hella lotta good friends up there – grew up thinking Halifax was the place for me, that faded a bit when I stopped reading Mowat’s books. Gray Seas Under still is on my top book list of all times.
Yesterday morning heading in I started thinking about down force. How much down force does the trailer have? Is that down force significant in resistance relative to the aero drag? Does Floyd’s TT position offer decreased down force and lower rolling resistance even by a few grams? I’m sure plenty of engineers have better answers than my curious suppositions. In cycling we are always far more concerned with frontal area. Rightfully so, frontal area is demonstratably(sic) our biggest power requirement (there’s gotta be a better way to phrase that). But is down force something to consider.
I mean if you take even a square foot of plywood and move it through the air at the same angle as the trailer’s windscreen, you will feel an increased force down as you pick up speed. Is 20 mph double the force at 10? Or is it quad? Its times like this when I wish I had a bit more aerodynamic theory residing in my dense noggin.
Gotta bug TDImeister about this one. He’s forgotten more engineering theory than I’ll ever know in my life time.
Listening to Blues Traveler right now. (straight on till morning disc). The littlest started to rock out to the VW commercial with the guitar playing dude while we were watching to see who’ll face the Tigers and so… the closest rocking guitar I had was these guys. And pretty much right on too. Good stuff. Now my hair is getting brushed with a ladybug brush.
I’m writing right now cause I know I’ll forget all this by tomorrow. And ya never know what tomorrow will bring. Okay, now I have Puffins (cereal) all over the floor. The original flavor flies out of her snack cup more easily than the peanut butter ones do.
Okay – now she’s threatening the knitting. The older girls are upstairs knitting. (Ctrl + s)
The other thing to wonder is how much longer will the low grade bolts and aluminum and plastic frame work hold up to the daily haul. The one trailers I’ve dealt with in stores that seemed tough and up to daily abuse are made by BOB. But this one was sourced and selected for the ability to be a kick ass running stroller as well. It’s a single and since the age separation between the two pushes the size range like trying to find a Tandem that would work for both KL and Me. Maybe I should change it all to Metaphorical-Section.
This is a rare evening moment. Captured out of the air. But it is getting late. 6am comes early. Gotta remember to register for the race tomorrow. Wicked excited to be going mt biking – not sure I should be as geeked but finally – years since the last go round, I’m heading back. Wondering how the trails will compare to what I remember about New London and where ever that place was we used to ride I think I can remember how to get back to the trails. Assuming they are still there. Rocky, technical, but wicked damn fun with a touch of elevation tossed in. Ah well. Load up with Kozy Shack in the morning (which incidentally is kick ass pre-race food, then again assuming you are lactose and animal product tolerant). For vegan race prep food I’d suggest checking in with Christine Vardaros, or hell, the local hero, wtf am I thinking? Duh. JD. Now shit – JJ’s gal is all with that too eh? Adam too? Wicked freaky – surrounded by the vegan throngs. Not that I have a problem with vegans. I had a problem when I came home from college and in the time away my bro decided the house would be vegan. I was way pigheaded and wicked stubborn (intolerant) then, and he was worse. We battled pretty fierce, but in the end I generally gave in, conceding ‘cause it seemed pretty futile and stupid to keep up my side for no solid reason. The whole anthro-evolution-biochemical side of things didn’t sway him. And for the most part those arguments are a wee bit moot.
The bike path has gotten fricken crowded again. Monday night in the rain (or was it Tuesday) was the best. Only three others encountered. All dog walkers. All regulars.
Tonight? Freak show time. NBW bunch was suiting up with their HIDs and 30 LED red blinky light displays… to ride on a bike path – not an open access near cars one either… Like they expect some hot shot fred to come basting up their behind with dark sunglasses on in the middle of the night… oh… I really guess I needed to see 400 watts pointed at me…. Not to mention the illumination of the trail ahead.
Conservation. Why waste the batteries? “They are rechargeable.” What does the energy to recharge them come from thin air? “Solar” so does the use of a finite cycle to light a path that doesn’t need to be lit so you can be seen even tho you can be seen? Just to blind others on the path? Its like the morons who drive around with the high beams on all the time. Ah – I LIKE rendering people angry and blind. It makes sure I can be seen.
Phew – got that rant off – maybe I won’t go apeshit needlessly in person and hurt someone’s feelings. At least Il Bruce’s got thicker skin than most. Phew.
Peace out – g’night.
Thursday, October 19, 2006
a few shots from the walk
this last one i've seen riding around... wondering does the dude know that those were THE bars for Tri-guys at one point?
Peanut Butter.. and jelly and jelly
spread it spread it
It started innocently enough as a comment from Solobreak... and me fresh off a delivery walk in the gorgeous outside with a small (which is the same size as a Starfucks grandeventiscrewyououtacash) Dunkin Donuts Iced Coffee... the first sip of the black, unsweetend cold beverage reminds me why all Rhode Islanders have the coffee person put 5 splendas cream and lots of vanilla spice flavor in it. Yes that is actually what the girl infront of me in line ordered... 'heavy on the vanilla spice, please'
anyway
it started with this:
PB is critical for me survival...
I'll often whip up a batch of gewilli/thai/indian peanut sauce for noodles and either stir-fried chicken or tofu...
the quick fall back meal that the girls love....
My preference for the sweetened PB is the Reeses. If ya haven't tried that stuff ya haven't tried peanut butter. It actually tastes like peanuts...
in general i prefer to get natural, and organic (if possible) salted but unsweetened peanut butter. The kind with the oil floating on it that ya gotta mix up...
And you MUST MUST MUST put peanut butter on both sides. One side has more tho.. awe f*ck it... TBC blogstyle
TBC = to be continued (for Zoo's benefit)
So...
one side gets a heaping pile of peanut butter, the other side gets a thin layer. Why? to keep the jelly from soaking into the bread and destroying the integrity of the sandwich...
So... now we have one slice with a hell uva lotta peanut butter, and one slice with a gasket layer of PB...
time to add the jelly. I'm pretty much with SB. Grape is great. BUT, i'll go with any berry spread, razz, black, blue, logan, straw... just not apple or citrus stuff... gotta be berry...
So ya take the heaping spoonful and dollop it on top of the PB... take the knife and work the jelly into the PB. Mix it up baby. Integrate the jelly into the Peanut butter. Keep adding jelly till ya got a nice blend of the two. Slam the bread together and eat.
Toasting the bread is gravy ontop of it all.
For variations i love using maple syrup instead of jelly. Infact as a kid that's how i developed the mix and swirl technique. Some folks like honey... and both honey and Syrup (gotta be the real deal... fake shit is for fatso's and morons... gotta use real maple syrup) get lost if they are allowed to soak into the bread. Turns out that incorporating the jelly the same way makes for a kick ass sandwich.
So in other words i arrived at the anti-jelly bruise but from a different thought process, one that arguable is far more anal and complex than Pallywog.
never lead to any beatings, just really frustrated babysitters and others who attempted to prepare me a PP&J sammy.
Sailorman is the homemade bread expert right now - from what he's tellin me, he's generating some seriously kick ass loaves... just wishin his lame ass still lived in Bristol... so i could pop down on a whim and sample some of it... with PB&J. Oh and check his POV on the weight of woman's boobs... 15-23 pounds for a pair of D cups? Ya freaking kidding me? dats a riot... different not PB&J subject... although certainly a subject to contemplate while eating a perfectly prepared PB&J sandwich... cause a properly made PB&J sammy ain't a multi-tasking food experience.
It started innocently enough as a comment from Solobreak... and me fresh off a delivery walk in the gorgeous outside with a small (which is the same size as a Starfucks grandeventiscrewyououtacash) Dunkin Donuts Iced Coffee... the first sip of the black, unsweetend cold beverage reminds me why all Rhode Islanders have the coffee person put 5 splendas cream and lots of vanilla spice flavor in it. Yes that is actually what the girl infront of me in line ordered... 'heavy on the vanilla spice, please'
anyway
it started with this:
PB is critical for me survival...
I'll often whip up a batch of gewilli/thai/indian peanut sauce for noodles and either stir-fried chicken or tofu...
the quick fall back meal that the girls love....
My preference for the sweetened PB is the Reeses. If ya haven't tried that stuff ya haven't tried peanut butter. It actually tastes like peanuts...
in general i prefer to get natural, and organic (if possible) salted but unsweetened peanut butter. The kind with the oil floating on it that ya gotta mix up...
And you MUST MUST MUST put peanut butter on both sides. One side has more tho.. awe f*ck it... TBC blogstyle
TBC = to be continued (for Zoo's benefit)
So...
one side gets a heaping pile of peanut butter, the other side gets a thin layer. Why? to keep the jelly from soaking into the bread and destroying the integrity of the sandwich...
So... now we have one slice with a hell uva lotta peanut butter, and one slice with a gasket layer of PB...
time to add the jelly. I'm pretty much with SB. Grape is great. BUT, i'll go with any berry spread, razz, black, blue, logan, straw... just not apple or citrus stuff... gotta be berry...
So ya take the heaping spoonful and dollop it on top of the PB... take the knife and work the jelly into the PB. Mix it up baby. Integrate the jelly into the Peanut butter. Keep adding jelly till ya got a nice blend of the two. Slam the bread together and eat.
Toasting the bread is gravy ontop of it all.
For variations i love using maple syrup instead of jelly. Infact as a kid that's how i developed the mix and swirl technique. Some folks like honey... and both honey and Syrup (gotta be the real deal... fake shit is for fatso's and morons... gotta use real maple syrup) get lost if they are allowed to soak into the bread. Turns out that incorporating the jelly the same way makes for a kick ass sandwich.
So in other words i arrived at the anti-jelly bruise but from a different thought process, one that arguable is far more anal and complex than Pallywog.
never lead to any beatings, just really frustrated babysitters and others who attempted to prepare me a PP&J sammy.
Sailorman is the homemade bread expert right now - from what he's tellin me, he's generating some seriously kick ass loaves... just wishin his lame ass still lived in Bristol... so i could pop down on a whim and sample some of it... with PB&J. Oh and check his POV on the weight of woman's boobs... 15-23 pounds for a pair of D cups? Ya freaking kidding me? dats a riot... different not PB&J subject... although certainly a subject to contemplate while eating a perfectly prepared PB&J sandwich... cause a properly made PB&J sammy ain't a multi-tasking food experience.
fudamnit
coffee pot already kicked...
I think i'm feeling the change in coffinating routine... what change? well starting off with an espresso outa my cheapass Primo... with or without some steamy hot chocolate milk... little less volume and less caffine than the french press...
maybe thats why the coffee's been running low sooner and my caffine dependant brain is begging and screaming for more...
JJ's got it right... or should we say Dilbert's on to something.
I took the espresso thing home... seems like a good idea but not i can't whip out a quick double or triple in the middle of the afternoon when i want some...
Guess i have to make do with water - prolly better for me anyway...
Soup:
1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil
1/4 onion
2 stalks celery
5 sm/med size carrots
1 small turnip
1 parsnip
1 Garnet yam
2 gold potatoes
1 small delicata squash
1 small butternut squash
8 finely chopped red chard leaves (leaves and stems)
1 zuchinni
handful of chopped green beans
splash of soy sauce
2 tablespoons of freshly minced ginger
2 squashed cloves of garlic
dash of rice vinegar
cup of washed red lentils
boiling water to cover all
cook... 20 minutes simmering
blend all togehter with a stick blender once the red lentils have completely cooked through.
Serve over french cous-cous... salt peper and a dash of hot sauce to taste, and peels of parmesean cheese....
Pandora Internet radio is sweet. Me liking my quickmix of few stations... just brilliant stuff...
Don't forget to check out the CPQ #3 with Geoff Kabush
My fan philosophy (and why Treefarm dissed the USGP#2 crowd so polietly) is along the lines of Kabush:
That's right boys and girls...
Cyclocross ain't some hippie happy go lucky group hug and love session, cause its just the most GD fun you can have on two wheels ya need some grit... the heckler completes the deal.
"But the heckler is mean."
Yeah? Get mad beotch... ride faster - the sooner you finish the race the sooner you can get out and try and kick their ass....
Like teasing the Lions... don't get within a leg's reach...
Now here's the difference... Hecklings gotta come from a good spot... ya can't use hate to make it... that's a no no...
Ya can generate hate when applied appropriately (ie rider being heckled'll get pissed) but its gotta come outa joy... a place most losers can't attain without booze...
The New England cross riders might be the freaking best in the country (as a whole if we ignore Treefarm Wicks and the Vanilla gang, not to mention Geoff (the fast short one)), but as fans... they will cheer for the homeboys and stare quietly and forlorn at the ringers like Treefarm as they dismantle (even without a botched barrier) the local talent.
Its my mission now... the east coast Geoff... laying down the heckle... gotta work it up so good that yogurt boy crashes and nuts himself cause he's laughin too hard...
maybe not this year... but next year - channel the foul mouthed beast into a children safe language of heckling and ridiculing riders who could easily beat me on the course...
"Oh yeah... good job... good job"
not
"COME ON LOOKS LIKE YA HAVE LEAD SHOES ON - WHAT? LITTLE RING? WEAK BASTARD? NO POWER? RIDE - DON'T LET THAT GAP OPEN UP - MOVE IT MOVE IT MOVE IT YA SLOW SORRY MONKEY"
I think somewhere around that point Marro distanced himself from my loud mouth at G-ster...
Oh and since changing the settings on the comments i've gotten three spam postings... nothing on the recent topics... and all easy to delete... kinda like not having to type those fug'd up letters everytime... time to make a delievery...
peace out pimps...
Idea...
gonna
see
if
i
can
gwadzilla it on the walk...
Muahahahahahah (at least it multi-purposes a walk eh?)
peace
I think i'm feeling the change in coffinating routine... what change? well starting off with an espresso outa my cheapass Primo... with or without some steamy hot chocolate milk... little less volume and less caffine than the french press...
maybe thats why the coffee's been running low sooner and my caffine dependant brain is begging and screaming for more...
JJ's got it right... or should we say Dilbert's on to something.
I took the espresso thing home... seems like a good idea but not i can't whip out a quick double or triple in the middle of the afternoon when i want some...
Guess i have to make do with water - prolly better for me anyway...
Soup:
1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil
1/4 onion
2 stalks celery
5 sm/med size carrots
1 small turnip
1 parsnip
1 Garnet yam
2 gold potatoes
1 small delicata squash
1 small butternut squash
8 finely chopped red chard leaves (leaves and stems)
1 zuchinni
handful of chopped green beans
splash of soy sauce
2 tablespoons of freshly minced ginger
2 squashed cloves of garlic
dash of rice vinegar
cup of washed red lentils
boiling water to cover all
cook... 20 minutes simmering
blend all togehter with a stick blender once the red lentils have completely cooked through.
Serve over french cous-cous... salt peper and a dash of hot sauce to taste, and peels of parmesean cheese....
Pandora Internet radio is sweet. Me liking my quickmix of few stations... just brilliant stuff...
Don't forget to check out the CPQ #3 with Geoff Kabush
My fan philosophy (and why Treefarm dissed the USGP#2 crowd so polietly) is along the lines of Kabush:
36. Any words of advice for those new to cyclocross?
Remember to heckle me if you see me at the races.
That's right boys and girls...
Cyclocross ain't some hippie happy go lucky group hug and love session, cause its just the most GD fun you can have on two wheels ya need some grit... the heckler completes the deal.
"But the heckler is mean."
Yeah? Get mad beotch... ride faster - the sooner you finish the race the sooner you can get out and try and kick their ass....
Like teasing the Lions... don't get within a leg's reach...
Now here's the difference... Hecklings gotta come from a good spot... ya can't use hate to make it... that's a no no...
Ya can generate hate when applied appropriately (ie rider being heckled'll get pissed) but its gotta come outa joy... a place most losers can't attain without booze...
The New England cross riders might be the freaking best in the country (as a whole if we ignore Treefarm Wicks and the Vanilla gang, not to mention Geoff (the fast short one)), but as fans... they will cheer for the homeboys and stare quietly and forlorn at the ringers like Treefarm as they dismantle (even without a botched barrier) the local talent.
Its my mission now... the east coast Geoff... laying down the heckle... gotta work it up so good that yogurt boy crashes and nuts himself cause he's laughin too hard...
maybe not this year... but next year - channel the foul mouthed beast into a children safe language of heckling and ridiculing riders who could easily beat me on the course...
"Oh yeah... good job... good job"
not
"COME ON LOOKS LIKE YA HAVE LEAD SHOES ON - WHAT? LITTLE RING? WEAK BASTARD? NO POWER? RIDE - DON'T LET THAT GAP OPEN UP - MOVE IT MOVE IT MOVE IT YA SLOW SORRY MONKEY"
I think somewhere around that point Marro distanced himself from my loud mouth at G-ster...
Oh and since changing the settings on the comments i've gotten three spam postings... nothing on the recent topics... and all easy to delete... kinda like not having to type those fug'd up letters everytime... time to make a delievery...
peace out pimps...
Idea...
gonna
see
if
i
can
gwadzilla it on the walk...
Muahahahahahah (at least it multi-purposes a walk eh?)
peace
Like an old Float pane glass window
that's what the water looked like this morning... faint ripples but smooth...
freaking gorgeous.
warm...
and awesome...
ran across another bike commuter - i think i dusted her one day on the "climb"... she passed me on the long straight leading up to the up hill and she downshifted way far and well... i gotta carry speed and i did and blew past trailer and all... Today we hooked up and chatted for a bit, two mornings in a row chatting going fast with an unloaded commuter on a fast bike... pretty nice...
She was kicking it on a nice OCLV 5200 iirc... nice chattin in the morning- esp a nice warm morning...
The list of shizzle i had in mind has vanished... *shrug*
Me race sunday...
Me ride mt bike saturday... open invite... up at Blue Hills... me can't wait to get the caveman freak going on the knobbies... can't freaking wait... been too long...
might have to ditch the suck bag though - no bladders... although maybe i put tools and tubes and shit in it with an old fashioned waterbottle... i do have bladders - they just old and uninspected... maybe i get lucky to find one nice and biofilm free.
So whats up with the lack of images from Sunday's USGP#1... i can't find that orange freak anywhere... man... not crazy enough i guess...
Meg's vid is kickin... Timmy J is rocking it hard but this tall freak gotta pull for Treefarm and Nasty over all dem all...
That and i'm capitvated by the beauty of the works of art out of portland. So Molly and Shannon get props. WTF is up with two guys racing for Vanilla with girl names? I know i'm not the first to wonder...
but... just look at that Vanilla stuff. Gorgeous. Flat out freaking wet dream material. Who'd be the dumbfuck to buy one of their bikes without payin the $50 upgrade for the Vanilla dropouts...
man...
Only thing that'd get me more excited now would be a Klien Cross frame...
peace
freaking gorgeous.
warm...
and awesome...
ran across another bike commuter - i think i dusted her one day on the "climb"... she passed me on the long straight leading up to the up hill and she downshifted way far and well... i gotta carry speed and i did and blew past trailer and all... Today we hooked up and chatted for a bit, two mornings in a row chatting going fast with an unloaded commuter on a fast bike... pretty nice...
She was kicking it on a nice OCLV 5200 iirc... nice chattin in the morning- esp a nice warm morning...
The list of shizzle i had in mind has vanished... *shrug*
Me race sunday...
Me ride mt bike saturday... open invite... up at Blue Hills... me can't wait to get the caveman freak going on the knobbies... can't freaking wait... been too long...
might have to ditch the suck bag though - no bladders... although maybe i put tools and tubes and shit in it with an old fashioned waterbottle... i do have bladders - they just old and uninspected... maybe i get lucky to find one nice and biofilm free.
So whats up with the lack of images from Sunday's USGP#1... i can't find that orange freak anywhere... man... not crazy enough i guess...
Meg's vid is kickin... Timmy J is rocking it hard but this tall freak gotta pull for Treefarm and Nasty over all dem all...
That and i'm capitvated by the beauty of the works of art out of portland. So Molly and Shannon get props. WTF is up with two guys racing for Vanilla with girl names? I know i'm not the first to wonder...
but... just look at that Vanilla stuff. Gorgeous. Flat out freaking wet dream material. Who'd be the dumbfuck to buy one of their bikes without payin the $50 upgrade for the Vanilla dropouts...
man...
Our cross bikes are light but mean like a chipmunk after a long, hard winter There is no 'c' for compromise in the word "Vanilla."
Only thing that'd get me more excited now would be a Klien Cross frame...
peace
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
where have i been
following a link from Big Jonny (waiting for someone to show up) and freaking cool ass cartoon...
and a freaking damn wealth of good stuff to read...
i'm slow sometimes...
prolly the last guy to find NYvelocity.com
check out their dish on the iBike. Like i called it.
Hell for a few $$ more than an iBike i could pick up a used powertap...
oh and BBC's live feed sucks now... farkin poop... the listen again feeds are still pretty solid tho ... thassokay
oh and the pote de cream recipe has me wicked damn hungry - althoug i'll say - its prolly easier just to go buy a tub of Kozy Shack Chocolate puddin...
mmmmmm Kozy shack....
and a freaking damn wealth of good stuff to read...
i'm slow sometimes...
prolly the last guy to find NYvelocity.com
check out their dish on the iBike. Like i called it.
Hell for a few $$ more than an iBike i could pick up a used powertap...
oh and BBC's live feed sucks now... farkin poop... the listen again feeds are still pretty solid tho ... thassokay
oh and the pote de cream recipe has me wicked damn hungry - althoug i'll say - its prolly easier just to go buy a tub of Kozy Shack Chocolate puddin...
mmmmmm Kozy shack....
Ferrentino... headed to Santa Cruz?
well, thanks for the heads up Big Jonny, i never would have known. Why? Well my subscription to Bike lapsed, appearantly MTBReview.com doesn't give a rats ass about free life time subscription... my prob is that it was about 5 moves ago and the only email addy i cannot access anymore. I can recieve them cause the account is forwarding the messages, but can't get into the system...
So the only reason i REALLY liked that mag was the grimey handshake. Kinda like the only reason to get a subscription to Velonews is for Patrick O'grady's cartoons. I ain't gonna link all that shit cause yall know where the fuck to go to find Vnews and Patty O's stuff... Sure there are other great things in there but ya know, i'll refrain from any references to other publications with one reason to buy with bonus good stuff...
So first question - when is santa cruz gonna bust out into the Cross bike scene and will Mike F head to cross nats this year. At least at Bike there was a psuedo-legit link to be bankrolled to show up.
It broke over at Bikemag's forum... and yeah - couldn't not comment. I've mentioned Mike here before.
And well anyway - don't need to belabor the point... heck at least i found out... and it sounds like the grimy handshake may continue...
maybe i need to re-up anyway, i need more reading material and the only other mag with reading material that would keep me interested got nix'd...
the weekend at least is taking form... with my wife working Sat night - racing sat day prolly won't work, but depending on what time Negacoach and Geraldine are hittin the trails maybe i can get out for a much needed mt bike ride instead... Which means i'll be hitting Southington, and looking it over, lemme see:
Masters vs an A/B combined field...
hmmmm
not a tough choice at all... Masters all the way... definately stand to get lapped and rack up much needed points in the series. At least the race goes off at a respectable hour (noon)... And its suprisingly pretty sparesly registered... but then it ain't a Verge race and its pretty far from Bahstn. Course sounds like fun at anyrate.
Well...
time for some coffee - and embedding of samples (they should be good and in 100% by now)...
peace
So the only reason i REALLY liked that mag was the grimey handshake. Kinda like the only reason to get a subscription to Velonews is for Patrick O'grady's cartoons. I ain't gonna link all that shit cause yall know where the fuck to go to find Vnews and Patty O's stuff... Sure there are other great things in there but ya know, i'll refrain from any references to other publications with one reason to buy with bonus good stuff...
So first question - when is santa cruz gonna bust out into the Cross bike scene and will Mike F head to cross nats this year. At least at Bike there was a psuedo-legit link to be bankrolled to show up.
It broke over at Bikemag's forum... and yeah - couldn't not comment. I've mentioned Mike here before.
And well anyway - don't need to belabor the point... heck at least i found out... and it sounds like the grimy handshake may continue...
maybe i need to re-up anyway, i need more reading material and the only other mag with reading material that would keep me interested got nix'd...
the weekend at least is taking form... with my wife working Sat night - racing sat day prolly won't work, but depending on what time Negacoach and Geraldine are hittin the trails maybe i can get out for a much needed mt bike ride instead... Which means i'll be hitting Southington, and looking it over, lemme see:
Masters vs an A/B combined field...
hmmmm
not a tough choice at all... Masters all the way... definately stand to get lapped and rack up much needed points in the series. At least the race goes off at a respectable hour (noon)... And its suprisingly pretty sparesly registered... but then it ain't a Verge race and its pretty far from Bahstn. Course sounds like fun at anyrate.
Well...
time for some coffee - and embedding of samples (they should be good and in 100% by now)...
peace
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
random - brief snips through the afternoon
Music:
This week it's a sublime two hour mix from one of the hottest producers of the last 2 years. He's the man who remixed Royksopp's 'What Else Is There?', Yoshimoto's 'Du What U Du' and the awesome new rework of Moby's 'Go'. He's Denmark's Anders Trentemoller.
SWEET essential mix this week... ifn anyone has a decent stream snagger they can reccomend (Cturd?) lemme know... i'm all ears... would dig to beable to pop some of these mixes on the iDeathplayer...
Thoughts:
Rain...
looking forward to a wet ride home...
down side: i get wet
up side #1: bike path is clear of casual path users
up side #2: effort/intensity needs to be elevated to keep core temperature elevated
Food:
Farm Stand Fuji Apple (organic? i dunno, local? i dunno) Damn freaking good apple
Microscope topic:
CCD... on a transmission electron scope... trade offs: pixel # vs mag and pixel # vs frames p/second
Training thoughts:
Ride the rollers tonight... but see if i say it i know it won't happen... gonna give it a chance anyway... putting Paranoid and Master of Reality on the crappy mp3 player just in case...
Music:
(essential mix still playing)
Sounds like Ian Anderson is getting sampled, wicked GD sweet... that or its Herbie Man... hard to tell... the jazzy bits seem to support the Herbie Man possibility - damn wish i had the mental music library to know for certain... damn freaking cool though. Bonus points if you know who Herbie Man is without Googling...
Weather:
Looks like if i leave NOW (yeah right) i might be able to escape the greeen bands -
oops fine = not under the deluge
phone call from wife: "Ya okay to get the youngest?" Is it raining? "Steady, but not too hard." Yeah i can get her, my shoes'll be wet but that's okay. "Your shoes are going to be wet either way and she'll be fine." See ya at home.
Music:
10 minutes left on the mix...
maybe i'll just stay to hear it out...
Bike:
Loaded up with T-9 on the drive train last night, we'll see how a day in the rain treats it...
Even put the NiteRider headlight on there - just a 15w Cyclops with a 6V waterbottle battery... and prolly not enough charge to get home... But it should get us safely through the city.
Peace out everyone...
peace out...
This week it's a sublime two hour mix from one of the hottest producers of the last 2 years. He's the man who remixed Royksopp's 'What Else Is There?', Yoshimoto's 'Du What U Du' and the awesome new rework of Moby's 'Go'. He's Denmark's Anders Trentemoller.
SWEET essential mix this week... ifn anyone has a decent stream snagger they can reccomend (Cturd?) lemme know... i'm all ears... would dig to beable to pop some of these mixes on the iDeathplayer...
Thoughts:
Rain...
looking forward to a wet ride home...
down side: i get wet
up side #1: bike path is clear of casual path users
up side #2: effort/intensity needs to be elevated to keep core temperature elevated
Food:
Farm Stand Fuji Apple (organic? i dunno, local? i dunno) Damn freaking good apple
Microscope topic:
CCD... on a transmission electron scope... trade offs: pixel # vs mag and pixel # vs frames p/second
Training thoughts:
Ride the rollers tonight... but see if i say it i know it won't happen... gonna give it a chance anyway... putting Paranoid and Master of Reality on the crappy mp3 player just in case...
Music:
(essential mix still playing)
Sounds like Ian Anderson is getting sampled, wicked GD sweet... that or its Herbie Man... hard to tell... the jazzy bits seem to support the Herbie Man possibility - damn wish i had the mental music library to know for certain... damn freaking cool though. Bonus points if you know who Herbie Man is without Googling...
Weather:
Looks like if i leave NOW (yeah right) i might be able to escape the greeen bands -
oops fine = not under the deluge
phone call from wife: "Ya okay to get the youngest?" Is it raining? "Steady, but not too hard." Yeah i can get her, my shoes'll be wet but that's okay. "Your shoes are going to be wet either way and she'll be fine." See ya at home.
Music:
10 minutes left on the mix...
maybe i'll just stay to hear it out...
Bike:
Loaded up with T-9 on the drive train last night, we'll see how a day in the rain treats it...
Even put the NiteRider headlight on there - just a 15w Cyclops with a 6V waterbottle battery... and prolly not enough charge to get home... But it should get us safely through the city.
Peace out everyone...
peace out...
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