Where to start?
What a strange trip so far.
Almost time for a 2014 reflection post. Def need a '14 cx season retrospective. At least by the numbers.
Today, I have a chance to sit (the airplane doesn't count, sort of like forced idle but nothing else to do anyway but read, this is different). I'm at home.
Still sick, the drugs are helping the cough not taste like vile grossness but I'm still coughing (plegm is mostly clear and not yellow green so that's an improvement). Ears? Still fucked up from the plane ride back from Seattle.
The year has been a struggle. But overall really good. So many bright moments and a general aura of positivity. Still, being as emotional, as I am there are times of darkness and frustration and depression and hopelessness...
Life ain't easy. I've made choices that have put me where I am. And where I am has kind of never ever been about me, at least in the most major adult ones. Most of these choices were never based on what makes sense financially, they were made on a what is the best option.
I've got this afternoon to relax. Up most of the night coughing (two nights in a row actually) early soccer yesterday, late ballet last night, still way sleep deprived from the 36th annual Magical Strings Celtic Yuletide PacNW trip (google search will help if that doesn't make sense, yes I've been playing my violin since the late '70s or read this article about us.)
CX is done. Maybe I'll make it to scrub zone nats, maybe i'll be here to plan a NYD Bandit race here again, or maybe not. I'm not stressing about it. It is what it is. There are more important things that trump both of those at this point. Hate to admit it and esp as much fun as everyone had down here in RI on New Years Day last year, it isn't easy to put a priority somewhere else. If it was something for me I'd be all over making sure the race happened, but it isn't for me, or about me.
Bandit cross up at Wrentham that one snowy year when I first met Russ was ROB BAUER's brain child, motivated by Jerome's up coming trip to germany to race CX, we did it for him and because it was goddamn fun. Last year's bandit race was initially conceived after KoA canceled his event, a last minute quick FB page concoction followed up with a great turn out. And hey everyone had a shit ton of fun and I got a Chia GeWilli (still in plastic shrink wrap) out of the deal. And holy shit those barriers David B built? OMG awesome. I still have all the flags, can pretty easily re-set a similar course the day of. If I'm here. Like I said - to be determined.
I'm actually watching my first (that I can remember) sportsball thing on the TV. First sitting in front of the TV thing that I can remember too.
Yes. I think I might be the last person with internet in the house to be still watching on a vacuum tube TV with an OTA digital converter box. The actually TV is great but it is actually broken, not straight, sides are cropped (can't tell what the score is on some channels, fortunately it is CBS and they put their on screen graphics in the middle.
It is getting darker (room light not on and window not lighting up whole room anymore) and I have no idea what I'm going to make for dinner. Tomorrow? I know. Because I've been given a specific request.
Rambling? Me? Fuck yeah. What can I do best? Talk about whatever forever. Social chit chat and pleasantries and polite and meaningless banter? yeah I suck at that. But hey getting close to time to move on from 2.0 and see if we can get rid of some more bugs for 2015. GeWilli 2.0 was waaaaaay slower than the previous version. Next version should hopefully be able to keep the improvements, add some speed maybe (that's the plan but hey who knows how the software is going to interact with the hardware and shit there is the whole environmental factors that we can only guess at and could prove to undermine best intentions) and keep building a better GeWilli....
I'll admit - twitter and G+ and (I'm ashamed to admit) Faceplace have been drawing me a bit more in. Why? Time. I haven't really been able to make the time to spend a pile of minutes in a row writing since like before I started working at NBX, roughly. Or maybe after that? Or my brain is just being old and forgetting stuff.
One goal is to attempt to get back to writing regularly. Or at the very least, catch up over the Holiday break. This is a good one this year. Timing of NYD means a few more days I don't have to burn of my Vacation days... But even Friday I was starting to fill in January, ALREADY!!! But I enjoy being there, and my job. It is not very social (neither am I) but I interact with people and in this case I am the expert and unlike in non-work life, actually knowing stuff and telling people stuff doesn't piss people off, they actually usually are appreciative. Funny that.
My butt has fallen asleep. Sportsball game is over. Looks like half the teams playing today won so far. Them's good odd.
I did wake up in time (get out of bed) to catch the last 15 min of the Namur men's race. Only channel i could get was the Czech one so I watched it thinking about Paul S and Henry J. Race was kind of boring at that point. Missed seeing the Beard. And Kevin P looks a hell of a lot like Mark Sooooooups (esp in their white kits).
Hopefully I'll toss up some more words soon, no promises, but it feels good to write shit down.
heddwch,
g
Sunday, December 21, 2014
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
Squash soup... aka Grandmummy soup
Started with a meal plan and the agreement with the youngest that soup would be good to make. Add some twitter conversation to get me to write it up:
I use big caphalon pot to make the soup in, and just cook it all in at once. Starting with the celery carrot and onions first with the olive oil. I think that's a very important step for the soup making. Lots of people just put them in raw, but I feel that getting them in there first over some dry heat with the oil intensifies and deepens the flavors and overall the whole satisfaction of the soup. This could be vegan if you skip the fish sauce (and just use more soy sauce). I don't use stock with this soup because it doesn't need it. You most certainly could use a chicken stock or but making a veggie stock in a blended soup like this, with these ingredients doesn't really add anything. You don't need to blend it i suppose, but if i wasn't going to blend it i'd have to be very careful about the order of adding things and the size of the dice. Here since it will be made smooth (really how it should be eaten, and the design of it anyway) you just need to get the veggies cut up into roughly the same size peices. And yes you have to use the celery. Well no, you don't you can pretty much do what ever the hell you want, you won't taste the celery but you'll notice something will be missing if you don't use it.
Okay enough with the pre-amble. Here ya go:
3 stalks of Celery, sliced thin and pluncked into the pre-heated soup pot with a good 3-4 or more tablespoons of extra virgin olive oil.
Got those sizzling,
then in went two big carrots, peeled and diced up
one sweet onion
a couple tablespoons of Organic Shoyu sauce
Then two medium to small purple top turnips diced all up
One peeled and diced parsnip
One smallish white Yam, peeled and diced
keeping the heat high and stirring pretty frequently...
Peeled and diced a 3# Butternut Squash (cleaned the seeds to pan toast in olive oil and serve as garnish)
Stirring a bit.
Spices went in now: turmeric (1-2 teaspoons), garam masala (less than 1 teaspoon), 1-2 tablespoosn of dried basil... a few splashes of fish sauce (just under teaspoon by eye).
Mix...
add four small cloves of garlic cut in half.
1/4 cup of organic seasoned rice wine vinegar...
cook till the vinegar is mostly reduced (by smell)
Add a bunch of water - how much? Not sure, but maybe a gallon?
then I put the ginger in, a 2 inch long bit of organic stuff peeled and sliced thinly
finally 1 cup of very well rinsed red lentils.
Cook till everything is soft, then using an immersion blender make it all smooth. Add salt to taste (needed a bit)
serve with toasted squash seeds (and sprinkle some cayenne pepper on top if you're me).
heddwch
G
olive oil, White Yam, purple top turnip, carrot, celery, onion, parsnip, 3# butternut squash, 1 cup red lentils, garlic, ginger, and spices.
— GeWilli (@Ge_Willi) November 25, 2014
I use big caphalon pot to make the soup in, and just cook it all in at once. Starting with the celery carrot and onions first with the olive oil. I think that's a very important step for the soup making. Lots of people just put them in raw, but I feel that getting them in there first over some dry heat with the oil intensifies and deepens the flavors and overall the whole satisfaction of the soup. This could be vegan if you skip the fish sauce (and just use more soy sauce). I don't use stock with this soup because it doesn't need it. You most certainly could use a chicken stock or but making a veggie stock in a blended soup like this, with these ingredients doesn't really add anything. You don't need to blend it i suppose, but if i wasn't going to blend it i'd have to be very careful about the order of adding things and the size of the dice. Here since it will be made smooth (really how it should be eaten, and the design of it anyway) you just need to get the veggies cut up into roughly the same size peices. And yes you have to use the celery. Well no, you don't you can pretty much do what ever the hell you want, you won't taste the celery but you'll notice something will be missing if you don't use it.
Okay enough with the pre-amble. Here ya go:
3 stalks of Celery, sliced thin and pluncked into the pre-heated soup pot with a good 3-4 or more tablespoons of extra virgin olive oil.
Got those sizzling,
then in went two big carrots, peeled and diced up
one sweet onion
a couple tablespoons of Organic Shoyu sauce
Then two medium to small purple top turnips diced all up
One peeled and diced parsnip
One smallish white Yam, peeled and diced
keeping the heat high and stirring pretty frequently...
Peeled and diced a 3# Butternut Squash (cleaned the seeds to pan toast in olive oil and serve as garnish)
Stirring a bit.
Spices went in now: turmeric (1-2 teaspoons), garam masala (less than 1 teaspoon), 1-2 tablespoosn of dried basil... a few splashes of fish sauce (just under teaspoon by eye).
Mix...
add four small cloves of garlic cut in half.
1/4 cup of organic seasoned rice wine vinegar...
cook till the vinegar is mostly reduced (by smell)
Add a bunch of water - how much? Not sure, but maybe a gallon?
then I put the ginger in, a 2 inch long bit of organic stuff peeled and sliced thinly
finally 1 cup of very well rinsed red lentils.
Cook till everything is soft, then using an immersion blender make it all smooth. Add salt to taste (needed a bit)
serve with toasted squash seeds (and sprinkle some cayenne pepper on top if you're me).
heddwch
G
soup as catalyst....
to open up dashboard and type a bit over lunch.
First up, i'm sick. I missed supercross cup this year for a couple reasons, family, being run down, not being given entry that i felt obligated to show up and collect (DFL>DNF>DNS), and just knowing i needed downtime.
Lowell took a surprising amount out of me and last week ground me down even further. So instead of taking up my good friend on an offer to pick me up i headed to the movies with my oldest to watch the latest of the Hunger Games movies in the theatre. It was very entertaining and well done, we both enjoyed it very much. My only complaint would be that I wanted to see the whole thing, part 1 and 2 at the same time. I can sit still for 4+ hours watching something like that. No Problem.
The only problem really wound up being getting home around 10:30 and being WAY overstimulated and unable to sleep for a looooong time. Talk about another nail in the coffin, or curtain in the sickward. Got up the next morning way too early for soccer game #1 of 4 (the last three were 30 min indoor jamboree things at Gillette). And continued the spiral of exhaustion and over taxing myself physically. Sure maybe getting the Flu shot mid-week was a dumb idea, given the precariousness of my physical state, oh well.
Sure enough Saturday night I started feeling not so good. Validating the choice to stay home and not go to Anthony Wayne Rec area. Sunday I was full blown sick. Monday a bit better. Today a bit worse.
And of course I'm all signed up to race at Baystate. Here's to hoping for some magic legs, or at least enough legs/conditions to hang with Kyle Smith and who ever else joins us. Field is super light this year. Costs are way up for it too, and they added a $10 late fee/early discount depending if you want to be positive or negative. Lots of people who knew about the date but never checked the Bike-Reg page are pretty pissed right now.
Round about back to the top, talking with the youngest about dinner plans for a couple days we'd decided on burgers, hand cut sweet potato fries, carmelized onions and roasted brussels sprouts for dinner sunday night and Monday? Soup. Grandmummy soup. Good bit of nice stuff in it, in theory should help boost the immue function, or if not at least not contribute to my current clydesdale status. Tonight? not sure but i'll probably fall back on a simple savory meaty tomato sauce over some whole wheat pasta...
One thing I did last night was attempt (out of curiosity) to get the primary ingredients into a tweet.
It worked... I lead in saying just add water and salt and you've got the soup.
I'll add the rest of the details in a separate recipe web log post though.
I still haven't cleaned the bike from Lowell. Or my shoes. Skinsuit needs a couple more washes/soaking to get the rest of the oily spots out. A good reminder of why you should use natural fibers when cleaning oil based stuff and synthetic when dealing with water based.
I've ridden now three times since Lowell. Once last monday in the insanely shitty weather. 40 min on the trainer on Saturday, maybe not good idea but it seemed like it at the time. And then yesterday in the crazy downpouring rain and insane wind. Of course today is over 60°F and i could have ridden with bare knees and I'm driving.
All the driving. None of the riding and no training. Makes for an interesting Cyclocross season. But on the one hand it is fueling the motivation to make next year a good year. That and Fatmarc sort of unknowingly threw the gauntlet down. Next year. Next year.
I say that now, but there's no real good way of predicting if next year will be like this year or not. BUT the spring is going to be very much like this fall and I'm gonna have to figure out how to get on the bike more, for lots and lots of reasons. That and I think I need to figure out what this secret VO2Max lunch workout is that Solobreak has been doing this year. He's fast again.
Watching the Sven video, being interviewed by someone with an agenda to get more coaching clients (at least that's how mustache kid's questions came across - fortunately that annoyance was completely overshawdowed by Sven's brilliance) was motivating.
Just need to bottle up all this motivation and keep building in a positive direction. So much sad and negative stuff around, happening now. Not easy to keep positive and keep from falling into a depression. But doing so much better this year.
I have been sucking at blogging, sucking at bike racing but I'm having fun and they are both such an intrinsic part of who I am that they'll always be there in some form or another.
Ramble about over I guess. I'll see about getting the recipe written up now.
heddwch
G
First up, i'm sick. I missed supercross cup this year for a couple reasons, family, being run down, not being given entry that i felt obligated to show up and collect (DFL>DNF>DNS), and just knowing i needed downtime.
Lowell took a surprising amount out of me and last week ground me down even further. So instead of taking up my good friend on an offer to pick me up i headed to the movies with my oldest to watch the latest of the Hunger Games movies in the theatre. It was very entertaining and well done, we both enjoyed it very much. My only complaint would be that I wanted to see the whole thing, part 1 and 2 at the same time. I can sit still for 4+ hours watching something like that. No Problem.
The only problem really wound up being getting home around 10:30 and being WAY overstimulated and unable to sleep for a looooong time. Talk about another nail in the coffin, or curtain in the sickward. Got up the next morning way too early for soccer game #1 of 4 (the last three were 30 min indoor jamboree things at Gillette). And continued the spiral of exhaustion and over taxing myself physically. Sure maybe getting the Flu shot mid-week was a dumb idea, given the precariousness of my physical state, oh well.
Sure enough Saturday night I started feeling not so good. Validating the choice to stay home and not go to Anthony Wayne Rec area. Sunday I was full blown sick. Monday a bit better. Today a bit worse.
And of course I'm all signed up to race at Baystate. Here's to hoping for some magic legs, or at least enough legs/conditions to hang with Kyle Smith and who ever else joins us. Field is super light this year. Costs are way up for it too, and they added a $10 late fee/early discount depending if you want to be positive or negative. Lots of people who knew about the date but never checked the Bike-Reg page are pretty pissed right now.
Round about back to the top, talking with the youngest about dinner plans for a couple days we'd decided on burgers, hand cut sweet potato fries, carmelized onions and roasted brussels sprouts for dinner sunday night and Monday? Soup. Grandmummy soup. Good bit of nice stuff in it, in theory should help boost the immue function, or if not at least not contribute to my current clydesdale status. Tonight? not sure but i'll probably fall back on a simple savory meaty tomato sauce over some whole wheat pasta...
One thing I did last night was attempt (out of curiosity) to get the primary ingredients into a tweet.
olive oil, White Yam, purple top turnip, carrot, celery, onion, parsnip, 3# butternut squash, 1 cup red lentils, garlic, ginger, and spices.
— GeWilli (@Ge_Willi) November 25, 2014
and I didIt worked... I lead in saying just add water and salt and you've got the soup.
I'll add the rest of the details in a separate recipe web log post though.
I still haven't cleaned the bike from Lowell. Or my shoes. Skinsuit needs a couple more washes/soaking to get the rest of the oily spots out. A good reminder of why you should use natural fibers when cleaning oil based stuff and synthetic when dealing with water based.
I've ridden now three times since Lowell. Once last monday in the insanely shitty weather. 40 min on the trainer on Saturday, maybe not good idea but it seemed like it at the time. And then yesterday in the crazy downpouring rain and insane wind. Of course today is over 60°F and i could have ridden with bare knees and I'm driving.
All the driving. None of the riding and no training. Makes for an interesting Cyclocross season. But on the one hand it is fueling the motivation to make next year a good year. That and Fatmarc sort of unknowingly threw the gauntlet down. Next year. Next year.
I say that now, but there's no real good way of predicting if next year will be like this year or not. BUT the spring is going to be very much like this fall and I'm gonna have to figure out how to get on the bike more, for lots and lots of reasons. That and I think I need to figure out what this secret VO2Max lunch workout is that Solobreak has been doing this year. He's fast again.
Watching the Sven video, being interviewed by someone with an agenda to get more coaching clients (at least that's how mustache kid's questions came across - fortunately that annoyance was completely overshawdowed by Sven's brilliance) was motivating.
Just need to bottle up all this motivation and keep building in a positive direction. So much sad and negative stuff around, happening now. Not easy to keep positive and keep from falling into a depression. But doing so much better this year.
I have been sucking at blogging, sucking at bike racing but I'm having fun and they are both such an intrinsic part of who I am that they'll always be there in some form or another.
Ramble about over I guess. I'll see about getting the recipe written up now.
heddwch
G
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
CHAIN PIG (Words... still haven't written about Providence have i?)
What better time to start writing than waiting for a tech to call me back.
Where do I start? FIRST with an anti-shilling disclaimer. I do not own a Chain Pig, I'm not trying to do more than talk about it, ::solobreak::
With the Pig wideo out http://dirtwire.tv/2014/10/pedros-bike-care-chain-pig-how-to/ man can i say i like the idea of hands free operation compared to my Park CG-2.2
not sure about the lower volume reservoir, mostly because of my process. Which is the ONLY WAY EVER to do it (kidding). That said if you ARE going to use surfactant solvent free degreaser in a chain cleaner (park, pig, whatever) you absolutely NEED to USE WATER, LOTS OF WATER after using the the degreaser. If you don't you'll never get lube to adhere properly to your chain.
Tribiology 101. Surfactant affinity can be much higher to the metal surface than the lube you are using. But you can get the surfactant (degreaser, aka all that biodegradable solvent free cleaner/stuff like simple green and the rest), off if you use enough water. Like in the pig video, lots of water. Lots and lots of water.
Or use some GeWilli lube.
Sure you can debate using odorless mineral spirits vs a ton of water. Which is more responsible? Depends on your resource scarcity I guess. Also where you're cleaning. In the chain cleaning process the remainder in the reservoir is poured back into a sealed container and is used again.
in the lubing process definately going to be releasing some VOCs but a very very small % and if you use the bike as a transportation device the vehicular offset is still very much in the favor of the bike chain with solvent based lube, in my opinion, not based on science but on experience, intuition and gut feeling overall picture looking kind of thing.
But yeah - if you use simple green, orange pleeze or whatever, WITHOUT following with copious amounts of water, that's a problem.
Esp if you want to put and keep lube on your chain. Esp if you ride where you're going to hit moisture.
If you cleaned the chain with just simple green, wiped it off, then put lube on ride in the rain? well shit what's the water going to do? remove the lube with the help of the simple green.
There are a few pig headed shop owners (not intentionally used the word pig but fuck it - i like the tie in) who like using degreaser to wipe the chain down but never touch it with water. But then maybe they never ride in the rain on their own bikes so it works for them.
Riding has been far and few between for me. Hopefully on the bike tomorrow. Maybe i'll be awake and motivated enough to dig out the trainer tonight when I get home and sweat a bit. Hoping to make Canton Cup (the final Todd C produced version of the race), and then there's NoHo. Beyond that? Who knows.
For the rewind reflect I think I may just write it in another blog entry
heddwch
G
Where do I start? FIRST with an anti-shilling disclaimer. I do not own a Chain Pig, I'm not trying to do more than talk about it, ::solobreak::
With the Pig wideo out http://dirtwire.tv/2014/10/pedros-bike-care-chain-pig-how-to/ man can i say i like the idea of hands free operation compared to my Park CG-2.2
not sure about the lower volume reservoir, mostly because of my process. Which is the ONLY WAY EVER to do it (kidding). That said if you ARE going to use surfactant solvent free degreaser in a chain cleaner (park, pig, whatever) you absolutely NEED to USE WATER, LOTS OF WATER after using the the degreaser. If you don't you'll never get lube to adhere properly to your chain.
Tribiology 101. Surfactant affinity can be much higher to the metal surface than the lube you are using. But you can get the surfactant (degreaser, aka all that biodegradable solvent free cleaner/stuff like simple green and the rest), off if you use enough water. Like in the pig video, lots of water. Lots and lots of water.
Or use some GeWilli lube.
Sure you can debate using odorless mineral spirits vs a ton of water. Which is more responsible? Depends on your resource scarcity I guess. Also where you're cleaning. In the chain cleaning process the remainder in the reservoir is poured back into a sealed container and is used again.
in the lubing process definately going to be releasing some VOCs but a very very small % and if you use the bike as a transportation device the vehicular offset is still very much in the favor of the bike chain with solvent based lube, in my opinion, not based on science but on experience, intuition and gut feeling overall picture looking kind of thing.
But yeah - if you use simple green, orange pleeze or whatever, WITHOUT following with copious amounts of water, that's a problem.
Esp if you want to put and keep lube on your chain. Esp if you ride where you're going to hit moisture.
If you cleaned the chain with just simple green, wiped it off, then put lube on ride in the rain? well shit what's the water going to do? remove the lube with the help of the simple green.
There are a few pig headed shop owners (not intentionally used the word pig but fuck it - i like the tie in) who like using degreaser to wipe the chain down but never touch it with water. But then maybe they never ride in the rain on their own bikes so it works for them.
Riding has been far and few between for me. Hopefully on the bike tomorrow. Maybe i'll be awake and motivated enough to dig out the trainer tonight when I get home and sweat a bit. Hoping to make Canton Cup (the final Todd C produced version of the race), and then there's NoHo. Beyond that? Who knows.
For the rewind reflect I think I may just write it in another blog entry
heddwch
G
gluing tubulars a very good video
It isn't how I do it but it is a good place to start.
Just keep in mind - tape voids the Zipp warranty.
In my experience using a broomstick and keeping the inflation pressure no more than 20psi or less (just enough to hold shape) while the cement sets up makes sure the center of the tire conforms to whatever rim you're using.
I just removed (and re-glued) a tire (PDX actually) that was glued up 2 years ago. No tape and my thumbs hate me, but based on how hard it was to take off and looking at glue removal patterns - I'm reasonably confident in my process.
Generally though - all of the rolled tubulars have a few things in common, # 1 not enough glue. # 2 not full bed of glue (i've seen it with only glue in the middle, only glue on the edges). Edge to edge and make sure it contacts and use enough.
Also Mastik one is the best, but I've used the Conti glue with success as well. But the process always matters more than the glue you use.
Just keep in mind - tape voids the Zipp warranty.
In my experience using a broomstick and keeping the inflation pressure no more than 20psi or less (just enough to hold shape) while the cement sets up makes sure the center of the tire conforms to whatever rim you're using.
I just removed (and re-glued) a tire (PDX actually) that was glued up 2 years ago. No tape and my thumbs hate me, but based on how hard it was to take off and looking at glue removal patterns - I'm reasonably confident in my process.
Generally though - all of the rolled tubulars have a few things in common, # 1 not enough glue. # 2 not full bed of glue (i've seen it with only glue in the middle, only glue on the edges). Edge to edge and make sure it contacts and use enough.
Also Mastik one is the best, but I've used the Conti glue with success as well. But the process always matters more than the glue you use.
Bike racing in an off year
Gotta be honest, it is an off year for me, haven't really had one in a while. Looking at cross results points over time it has been steady improvement culminating last year in some solid results for me. A great season until i exploded the bursa in my right knee and quit riding for way too many weeks. I think in rough (conservative) estimation i'm also at least 2k miles or riding short of previous years. First year w/o summer TT series, extra responsibilities, aka Life.
Yes - i keep saying this. Partly (okay, mostly) to remind myself that it is okay to readjust and have lower expectations. It is good though. A good thing.
Realigning expectations to just simply: have fun racing, race those around me, and in the big races stay on the lead lap.
On those accounts Gloucester and Providence were completely successful. And yes i'll stop talking about being slow this year sometime when I get faster. If i get faster.
Yes - i keep saying this. Partly (okay, mostly) to remind myself that it is okay to readjust and have lower expectations. It is good though. A good thing.
Realigning expectations to just simply: have fun racing, race those around me, and in the big races stay on the lead lap.
On those accounts Gloucester and Providence were completely successful. And yes i'll stop talking about being slow this year sometime when I get faster. If i get faster.
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
This past week.... So much to say
From the opening on Thursday after that last post to racing Gloucester this weekend. only going to cover part of it but all of it and say too much more and well you know, be gewilli and i won't even bother to proof read it for a while - maybe I will, or maybe I wont - this is off the cuff unedited shit here, be warned:
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
20+ years in the making.
The first time I used an Electron Microscope it kind of clicked. Much like that first Cyclocross race I did. The EM's gave me access to the Botany darkroom, my own darkroom, not the crowded shared art department one. Not only my own space to explore and work with exposures, composition, contrast, focus but, it gave me a this most amazing of gifts; a glimpse into this hidden world.
Tomorrow it comes together. Not just a couple prints here, or there, or an amazing collection hidden back in an auditorium, this is a collection of prints that brings everything together. All of me. This is me on display: Bicycle, black and white, craft, science, art, microscopes, electrons....
I can point to when this started. Plymouth day 2. With someone's creaky bottom bracket. Science connection, ride to have coffee. Hey I'm riding past the most amazing frame builders in the world with this unique social media prescence and insane level of craft. The story that lead to all these prints are really intertwined and inseperable.
It is impossible to write a full description for each image w/o telling a lengthy story.
From the start there with a beer after a CX race to walking into the new Firefly space with my buddy Dean... it is all linked together I guess. Everything is. The thread isn't hard to follow. Tyler, Jamie, Kevin. Thank you guys for creating such an inspirational space and for making such inspriational bikes, and being patient with my requests for tiny bits of scrap.
My mother told me this is all me, this is finally the culmination of everything. This is me. She's probably correct, mother's usually are. And yes, it is my vision, these are reflections of me, my images, my viewpoint of the nanoworld... my Nanoscapes, but... I guess what makes them all special is not a single one of these is my sample. Not one. Even the coffee bean was given to me by the barista at Blue State Coffee in the Brown University Book Store.
These are gifts to me, without the generosity, kindness, patience, humor and most importantly tolerance of others, this process would be impossible, and I am deeply grateful to be able to share what I see in these gifts.
So thank you to everyone who's been supportive, encouraging, and giving. For without the kindness of so many this wouldn't be happening.
It is small, but it is fitting. I look into a world of the smallest of everything.
If you make it tomorrow, be prepared for a hug. It is the best way to say thank you. And if you aren't in town (Boston) tomorrow stop by sometime and check them out.
Monday, September 22, 2014
First race of the year... done and out of the way
Quad Cross was yesterday. Quick and short of it: I'm a lot slower than I was hoping I would be.
fast forward to today (two weeks later) and I still have that one sentence hanging there.
Not quite getting to the write up... am I?
No, why not?
Well, because I think maybe I needed some time and distance between racing and writing.
fast forward to today (two weeks later) and I still have that one sentence hanging there.
Not quite getting to the write up... am I?
No, why not?
Well, because I think maybe I needed some time and distance between racing and writing.
Thursday, September 11, 2014
Counter point, and a tangent
http://www.npr.org/2014/09/05/346117507/the-considered-bite-low-carb-diets-and-our-relationship-to-food
the critic is misguided in many ways...
step back to MKF Fisher's world, Food was still food. Carbs didn't matter because very little of the food was processed, you had to make it, and fats weren't shunned but embraced, butter was critical, fat rendered from cooking was cherished and saved and used. they didn't look for lean protiens or only this part of the cow, they ate the whole damn cow, sheep or whatever, for the most part. Sure there were plenty who prized and valued a certain part, but hey. Real. Fruit was far more seasonal, or it was preserved. When you preserved your own, you had a finite amount. You didn't have a pile of fruit everyday all year. It was a treat. Sure you ate it every day it was in the trees, at the farm stand.
Then? You had to make it.
All of it.
yourself.
or someone else did.
Comparing that author enjoying food to modern americans enjoying what they consider food? not even close.
But yeah - no content zero here, ramble and critique someone's work. I wonder what it is like to write and create content. Someday maybe i'll try it sometime.
Here's someone who made some content that makes a ton of sense on this issue, emphasises the bottom line: try it yourself.
http://blogs.bicycling.com/blogs/fitchick/bacon-eggs-cyclocross
the other big key being missed with the realization that everyone's been blaming the butter for what the bread did...
it isn't to eliminate carbs completely, even Noakes doesn't say that. Just limit it, reduce it. not make it the biggest source of calories.
There's lots of science out there: http://annals.org/article.aspx?articleid=1900694 for one...
You can make it simple. make it about insulin and how you treat your pancrease.
http://s3.amazonaws.com/massivehealth/A-Tale-of-Two-Meals-v3.png
Meant to just be a simple post, one that I wanted to end on a positive not that due to the rediculous comparison I now want to read MKF Fisher's book.
But things get derailed, other conversations tank moods and tones change. One of these days I'll get the Quad debacle written up. Legs are STILL trashed from it. But at least I'm not trying to dig out of a Vegas hole this year. Hmm now that I think of it, i'm actually still trying to climb out of a much much much deeper hole I dug. Bottom line? Have to remake this season. Need some introspection time... revamp (erase all) expectations. Riverpoint CX and Quad have been good.
They've reminded me of the joy I have just racing. Even not fit. Even super slow. It is pretty special.
Food's far more important than racing. Creating food and wonderful meals and teaching good eating habits is really my primary focus... cyclocross keeps me centered, and bikes and art are my life. Always have been, with luck always will be.
g
the critic is misguided in many ways...
step back to MKF Fisher's world, Food was still food. Carbs didn't matter because very little of the food was processed, you had to make it, and fats weren't shunned but embraced, butter was critical, fat rendered from cooking was cherished and saved and used. they didn't look for lean protiens or only this part of the cow, they ate the whole damn cow, sheep or whatever, for the most part. Sure there were plenty who prized and valued a certain part, but hey. Real. Fruit was far more seasonal, or it was preserved. When you preserved your own, you had a finite amount. You didn't have a pile of fruit everyday all year. It was a treat. Sure you ate it every day it was in the trees, at the farm stand.
Then? You had to make it.
All of it.
yourself.
or someone else did.
Comparing that author enjoying food to modern americans enjoying what they consider food? not even close.
But yeah - no content zero here, ramble and critique someone's work. I wonder what it is like to write and create content. Someday maybe i'll try it sometime.
Here's someone who made some content that makes a ton of sense on this issue, emphasises the bottom line: try it yourself.
http://blogs.bicycling.com/blogs/fitchick/bacon-eggs-cyclocross
the other big key being missed with the realization that everyone's been blaming the butter for what the bread did...
it isn't to eliminate carbs completely, even Noakes doesn't say that. Just limit it, reduce it. not make it the biggest source of calories.
There's lots of science out there: http://annals.org/article.aspx?articleid=1900694 for one...
You can make it simple. make it about insulin and how you treat your pancrease.
http://s3.amazonaws.com/massivehealth/A-Tale-of-Two-Meals-v3.png
Meant to just be a simple post, one that I wanted to end on a positive not that due to the rediculous comparison I now want to read MKF Fisher's book.
But things get derailed, other conversations tank moods and tones change. One of these days I'll get the Quad debacle written up. Legs are STILL trashed from it. But at least I'm not trying to dig out of a Vegas hole this year. Hmm now that I think of it, i'm actually still trying to climb out of a much much much deeper hole I dug. Bottom line? Have to remake this season. Need some introspection time... revamp (erase all) expectations. Riverpoint CX and Quad have been good.
They've reminded me of the joy I have just racing. Even not fit. Even super slow. It is pretty special.
Food's far more important than racing. Creating food and wonderful meals and teaching good eating habits is really my primary focus... cyclocross keeps me centered, and bikes and art are my life. Always have been, with luck always will be.
g
Thursday, September 04, 2014
Thank you Lucy.... thank you
more than half of her storied life happened in this house, on the bike path, in the back yard.
A counter surfing, compost eating, school bag destroying, 75# lap dog, and my youngest's snuggle buddy, my wife's running partner, my friend.
Nothing really more awful or emotional right now.
She came to us from a friend all grown up... the last few days have been not easy, but this summer she had more time with the girls than any other time, she was intensely loved all the way to the end.
I didn't sleep much at all last night and when i did it was dreams of lucy, or dogs... the smell lingers.
I laid her in the back of the wagon to drive over to the animal hospital, on four soft layers of packing blankets for the tearful less than 1 mile drive. Pulled in and parked in the shade, opened the passenger door and gave her some love and they came out, expecting our arrival. brought a blanket out for me to wrap her still up in. I've carried her up the stairs most every night, and down in the morning, and sometimes right outside. Lots of carrying of the big Lucy dog. For a dog who you essentially couldn't pick up a year ago (she wouldn't let you and would fight and shake and claw to get free) the only way to get around is with me carrying her.
Dogs are different. The connections we make are special, the bonds unique. She was my constant cooking companion, my shawdow as soon as I got home. Always wanted to be in the same room with me or Erin.
I don't really have to explain it most people get it.
I've never had to make this decision before. Never had to decide when it was time. Analytically, it was time, I can pull back the emotions and know she was suffering, her mental capacity was diminishing fast and her physical capacity was nearly gone.
She lost most of her hearing a while ago. For a dog who barked defensively anytime a stranger (or the postman) got w/in 20' of the house (outside even with all the windows closed) to be surprised when I opened the door from the bike room and woke her up 3' away. She didn't like being surprised, she gave her guilty sheepish smirck like "oops i was supposed to know you where here first."
So many stories I guess. How do you capture them all. You can't. I can't. Well not true, I could maybe capture quite a few of them. Like the Friday before NBX when LVG drove up to stay with us. Both of us perked up when we hear the familiar rattle of a B4V TDI turn onto the street. We knew that sound.
This winter in Virginia she was left in our bedroom there. She opened the door and let her self out (and pooped in the basement on the rug). RUGS. Man did she ever prefer to pee on Rugs. I think it was the lack of spashing maybe. She was very particular.
Looking back, she's been in old age decline for a year or so, maybe more. Slow, nothing acute, just getting old. Thirteen and a half is pretty old for a big dog. Sure there are plenty who live longer, but maybe more that don't.
A full life did Lucy have. A life full of love and affection.
She was a perfect fit here.
The void here now is huge, indescribable.
I completely doubled over in tears when opened the door and caught myself looking for her in her spot when i got back to the house this morning... how many days or weeks will that habbit take to fade.
At the Vet I carried her in from the car wrapped in the old soft blanket brought out for her. Lucy hated the vet. Had to be dragged in there, literally usually. She's too big to lay on the table in the room, so an extra blanket was placed on the floor and I gentely set her down. She was relaxed. Maybe she knew. They know don't they. All the snuggles, her face was damp from my tears by the time I left. The sedative was almost enough... It was her time, I don't want to go through the painful last week/few days. mostly last couple days. Her body had more or less shut down.
The process was gradual i guess, sitting here reflecting and sharing the full impact on how much she'd changed is sinking in.
But there was always that warm Lucy love, that spirit, it was there. But this morning especially, and some last night, a new painful stress was there.
It was time. I said good bye.
I rubbed her soft ears, forehead to forehead, crouched on the floor and cried. She passed quickly... she shuffled easily and painlessly off this mortal coil. I left the room. A side exam room, where the old entrance used to be. The door Lucy had gone in and out of the last time she was there. Today with the vet's remodel this was a small exam room, maybe for this purpose, but there was an outside door. I was given as much time as I needed with her after she drew her last breath and was told to just slip out the door when I was ready.
I did. and sat in the car, and cried again.
When I could see clearly enough I started the car and the radio came on, a song that Lindsey called her favorite song as we were driving to the Farm on Monday... as soon as i started the car the lyrics were at this part of the song:
"My summer, summer, my sweet summer is gone. My Sweet Summer is gone. Yeah she left in the morning..."
Lindsey and Lucy, inseperable, and that song comes on, at that spot, as I'm leaving the vet this morning.
Seven Years ago pretty much to the day this photo was captured of the two of them:
Seven amazing years...
We said good bye to her today... a for real good bye.
But the love she's left with us will never go away
heddwch
G
Wednesday, September 03, 2014
Dogs
I've always had a very special connection with my dogs. I knew what they wanted, needed and in a way were saying most of the time. Merlin was the first. I watched him being born. 1st born out of the litter. Biggest of the batch, huge paws. A majestic and smart calm affectionate dog. I grew up going on adventures with him. The middle, the beginning? Less of the focus now than the end. I was still in High School. I'd adopted in a way my grand mother's dog Platty (merlin was a big golden retriever, platty an english cocker spaniel). Merlin taught Platty everything about the land there. How to dig for moles (she was great at digging, not as good at catching as Merlin), and mostly the bond between me and Merlin was similar with Platty even together. There wasn't much overlap. But there was some.
Merlin started getting sick. I drove him to and from the vet, then finally last chance up to a specialist way north and east of Seattle. He was there a day and passed. I drove back to bring him home.
Never really got to have time to say good bye, all the focus was on trying to keep him around.
Platty and I were inseperable after Merlin died.
But I went to college, away from home. Everytime I came home though it was an emotional reunion.
I got married, and then got a call, she wasn't doing well. Got a cheap flight the next day or so and flew home. Got in late and went straight home. First thing in the morning the vet called, I was getting ready to go see her, my mother didn't tell me the vet called to say she died overnight. So instead of driving to say my good byes I drove to collect her...
Right now I'm looking over at my Lucy, a dog that came to live with us when friends who were moving to England didn't want to subject to the cruel quarantine laws at the time. She has her quircks, but she was tolerant of an excessively affectionate todler, and was supremely amazing. A counter surfer, compost destroyer, opportunistic forager, destroyer of many a school bags that only had a wrapper in them.
Now I'm faced with her age. 13.5 years old roughly. 75-85 pound dog. Rarely do the larger ones make it that long. It has been a bit of a steady decline over the last few months.
Last few days, I can't really get her to eat. And today she doesn't want to drink, but she's having some water now. Good sign, except then she just threw up a bit of grass and yuck into her water dish...
But she's not in stress, she's herself, just not moving mcuh. The eyes. They are expressive.
I don't want to say good bye but I do want to say good bye. I don't want to 'put her to sleep' but i fear soon i may not have a choice...
heavy heart
dark cloud
bonds some people will never understand, and others know all too well...
Merlin started getting sick. I drove him to and from the vet, then finally last chance up to a specialist way north and east of Seattle. He was there a day and passed. I drove back to bring him home.
Never really got to have time to say good bye, all the focus was on trying to keep him around.
Platty and I were inseperable after Merlin died.
But I went to college, away from home. Everytime I came home though it was an emotional reunion.
I got married, and then got a call, she wasn't doing well. Got a cheap flight the next day or so and flew home. Got in late and went straight home. First thing in the morning the vet called, I was getting ready to go see her, my mother didn't tell me the vet called to say she died overnight. So instead of driving to say my good byes I drove to collect her...
Right now I'm looking over at my Lucy, a dog that came to live with us when friends who were moving to England didn't want to subject to the cruel quarantine laws at the time. She has her quircks, but she was tolerant of an excessively affectionate todler, and was supremely amazing. A counter surfer, compost destroyer, opportunistic forager, destroyer of many a school bags that only had a wrapper in them.
Now I'm faced with her age. 13.5 years old roughly. 75-85 pound dog. Rarely do the larger ones make it that long. It has been a bit of a steady decline over the last few months.
Last few days, I can't really get her to eat. And today she doesn't want to drink, but she's having some water now. Good sign, except then she just threw up a bit of grass and yuck into her water dish...
But she's not in stress, she's herself, just not moving mcuh. The eyes. They are expressive.
I don't want to say good bye but I do want to say good bye. I don't want to 'put her to sleep' but i fear soon i may not have a choice...
heavy heart
dark cloud
bonds some people will never understand, and others know all too well...
Monday, September 01, 2014
Annual Aug 30 ride report
Yes, I had lots of options to ride that saturday. Go up to the Dirty 40, they kind of messed that up for me by inviting a few dopers, sure I shouldn't care who they invite, the ride should stand alone. But sort of a principled thing I guess, dumb maybe, but also logistically nuts and not what I wanted to do with my weekend ultimately. Another option was the Dude Smash. This hurt a bit more to miss but going there would mean not seeing my kid play on her new team in her first games. It was a tournament weekend but I was working on Sunday. Soooooo watch games on Saturday or not watch. Also Saturday was my birthday. I like spending that day on my bike. If there has been one thing that has defined me always it is the bike. It is me. I'm at home on it.
The soccer tournament gave me the opportunity to and motive and destination. When I heard that was where they are going to be playing, it kind of made sense. Ride there. But with a 9:05 start time? Oof I'd have to leave early.
The soccer tournament gave me the opportunity to and motive and destination. When I heard that was where they are going to be playing, it kind of made sense. Ride there. But with a 9:05 start time? Oof I'd have to leave early.
Monday, August 04, 2014
wee bit of promo as CX IS COMING
First up Carl Ring, nemisis to many, all around good guy has been working hard for a very long time to get this Ronde to happen
Pemi-Baker Ronde
Here is the blurb on the event from the man himself:
Something else? Totally different? Riverfront Cyclocross park. Maybe New England's first dedicated Cyclocross park and it is down here in West Warwik.
Pemi-Baker Ronde
Here is the blurb on the event from the man himself:
Friends: this Sunday is the 1st Pemi-Baker Ronde, a 62 mile paved & dirt road bike event. Race at the front or tour at the back, the course will have something fun & challenging for everyone. Awards will be given to the top 3 in each category and to the "I Am Not Ted King" of the Mountain sprint leader. Lunch & a pint at Biederman's deli after the ride. Register here by Thursday https://www.bikereg.com/pemi-baker-dirt-road-rondeSo yeah. If you can, go check it out.
Something else? Totally different? Riverfront Cyclocross park. Maybe New England's first dedicated Cyclocross park and it is down here in West Warwik.
check the faceplace page: https://www.facebook.com/RiverpointCyclocrossPark
Not sure I'll be at either but they are great events and should both be a ton a fun and if not, should be on your radar if ya be local...
heddwch
G
PANTANI : The Accidental Death Of a Cyclist
-Tonina Pantani (Marco's mother)
I post a spoiler, why? Because it sums the film up, and offers an insight and incentive to see how the film makers take you there.
I agree with Grabau, it isn't the best film, sensationalized. Melodramatic footage bordering on cheesey. I think it detracted from the story not added to it. The syringes and vials...
Could be been crafted to be an even more powerful message, but as it is, there is enough there that someone who was a fan, a student of the sport, knows what was going on enough to fill in the lines of the story themselves. Marco's mafia comment, wanting to quit.
Doper? Undoubtedly yes. Was he at the leve of directing the doping and controling it and mastering like others? I don't think so, Neive on my part? Maybe. I think he did it because he was forced to. That's my opinon. It seems, not just from the film maker's crafting of an opinion after watching the film, that it bothered him a bit. Maybe that's just me wanting it to be that way.
Who's to say. Pharmstrong comes across again as a bully, an asshole. But in a worse way than Hinault did in the Bager film with Lemond.
Maybe a film needs to be made looking at this story and the rest of them from the purely doping side, but then it seems hard to spin it in a compelling way, it is just too multi-faceted.
Sport isn't just sport. It is entertainment and we all know that. It takes money to make the sport happen. At the amateur level most of the funding is by the participants. But even then it is tough to make it happen. People though often lose sight of the facts that there are exceptional people. One in a million, who can do great things. With genetic gifts that rivals can't even dope to get close to.
Hard work will get you pretty far. Passion is absolutely required. Esp for a sport such as ours. The odds of a true champion coming into cycling with both all the genetic gifts and the passion is rare. Rarer still in a country such as the USA where top athletes find other sports, never really given the chance to try out cycling. Is the talent here? Indeed. Look at Lemond. The doping seemed to level the playing field in a way. brought everyone up to the same plateau, where odds of winning were less about who was strongest, and more about who had the best system in place, who played the game that wasn't part of the sport the best.
Maybe we can hope that opressive victories are a sign of cleaner riding. There certainly can be plenty of drama on a stage by stage basis, and with no certainty finishing and winning a tour is a remarkable acheivement. You have to finish. Look at this year.
Why do we do this, how can we still be fans. Maybe because we know there are clean riders, we know that when you have that magic day... it is addictive. We are all really addicts in a way. But having a healthy and clear outlook on our abilities, and potential is critical. With few exceptions, there will always be someone faster, stronger and better than you. Maybe they are younger, maybe they are luckier that day, maybe who knows what. There are so many variables in the sport. But also so much to love.
Sit down and watch the film though. It isn't great, but it is certainly worth watching at least once.
Friday, August 01, 2014
Weather hold and a Smackdown report.
First vulture I've seen on the commute. I saw it fly over too the guardrail, that's no crow.. Too big I thought. I stopped just past it. A minivan going the other direction made a u turn and parked in the shoulder to check it out. We exchanged excited thumbs up and took pictures as the bird hopped back to the fresh rain soaked road kill.
Wouldn't have seen him on Monday if I had left on time. Getting ready to head out the door I checked the radar. Oof. Big ball of yellow and red on the radar bearing down on me and before I could get out the door to race it north it unloaded.
So I waited it out.
And waited a bit more and pretty soon the little storm cell had cleared and it was blue skies and a massive tailwind.
Drenched roads though.
Was okay. tailwind, blue skies, a bit humid and warm but then there was this guy hanging out.
Tried to keep it mellow getting ready for Tuesday's smack down riding in and home. Sort of worked. Kind of. (click the read more if you dare -below the photo on the left)
Monday, July 21, 2014
smackdown with a twist
The demise of the BikeWorksMA TT, or maybe just a hiatus, has sort of left a few of us who've counted on it as a fun summer weekly race to prep for CX kind of lost.
Not having that 20 min effort every week is part of why I'm feeling slower and more out of it this year. Sure you can do your own intervals and TTs and all that but the extrinsic motivation that came with rolling up to the TT start, handing Bob $5-6, lining up and going as hard as you can week in and week out for 4-6 weeks is really hard to replicate for me on my own.
I found a bit of a motivation by trying out a new TT course. Calling it the Medalist TT course. Way more challenging than the BW one, hilly. Starts with a broken pavement downhill, over into the second half of Hillside, carrying speed through a right hand turn up to the top of Pine and then slightly downhill all the way to Rocky Hill from the North. Finishing with a steady hard but not steep climb.
We tried it out the first time with Andrew and Steve and Jason, was good, hard and I died well before the finish. Barely climbed to the top. That day we ran into GR on the ride home. We tried a second loop but there was a lot of chip and seal and it finished climbing Rocky Hill the steep way, downside for me was I managed to turn off the strava ap so i don't have that run recorded.
Went out a week ago on sunday, underfueled and tried it again. Wasn't terrible. I was definitely feeling a bit of the fuel issue but at least I got the course set.
Tuesday last week Myles Burke and Fox and a kid headed to try the Smackdown with a twist. The kid got a flat on the Henderson and hopefully he had stuff to change one with him because we were way gone before we realized it. Myles rolled up to let us know as he had only a tube and no inflation device.
With Jason we headed up the fastest way. Tuesday we headed up the normal way and for the first time ever Fox pulled for the length of Pine and it was all I could do to stay on his wheel. It hurt. And we really weren't taking it easy but instead of heading around the normal smackdown loop we turned over down Hillside to the start point for the Medalist TT.
We went off in a loose 15 second or so interval spacing, I got caught at the turn onto Pine by three cars in succesion, had to basically stop and Burke more or less rolled up on me as I was waiting, so that kind of made it interesting. I was dropping him on the hills and he was going past me on the flats. Maybe me on the CX bike had something to do with it. That was the other change for me. The other two times I'd done the course I was on the Paramount. Heavy, but aero and nice road gears with clip ons. The CX bike has CX gearing. I probably messed up the strava segment creating it because the time was way off.
SO yeah the twist was we did the medalist TT, then finished the Smackdown loop, aka we rode over to Hillside and climbed it completely then raced back on Read/walker over to 152. I got shelled on Hillside. Stomach was cramping from eating too late. Why eat too late? well it was that or not eat at all, figured usually it is okay. But I pushed so hard on that final climb in the TT section that I created a bit of distress i think. Oh well. It was a good day on the bike. Didn't sleep at all that night, it was hot and muggy and my legs were feeling the effort and i was wired from too much coffee too late in the day. A hole I'm still in that finally caught up to me yesterday on the way home.
Yeah worked both days this weekend on top of a long and somewhat stressful week. A fire at work, lots of unexpected challenges.
Going to try and find a day to get the TT effort in this week. Talking with Steve I think maybe we'll just hit the old course anyway. Do it bandit style, and strava timed or something. We'll see.
heddwch
G
Not having that 20 min effort every week is part of why I'm feeling slower and more out of it this year. Sure you can do your own intervals and TTs and all that but the extrinsic motivation that came with rolling up to the TT start, handing Bob $5-6, lining up and going as hard as you can week in and week out for 4-6 weeks is really hard to replicate for me on my own.
I found a bit of a motivation by trying out a new TT course. Calling it the Medalist TT course. Way more challenging than the BW one, hilly. Starts with a broken pavement downhill, over into the second half of Hillside, carrying speed through a right hand turn up to the top of Pine and then slightly downhill all the way to Rocky Hill from the North. Finishing with a steady hard but not steep climb.
We tried it out the first time with Andrew and Steve and Jason, was good, hard and I died well before the finish. Barely climbed to the top. That day we ran into GR on the ride home. We tried a second loop but there was a lot of chip and seal and it finished climbing Rocky Hill the steep way, downside for me was I managed to turn off the strava ap so i don't have that run recorded.
Went out a week ago on sunday, underfueled and tried it again. Wasn't terrible. I was definitely feeling a bit of the fuel issue but at least I got the course set.
Tuesday last week Myles Burke and Fox and a kid headed to try the Smackdown with a twist. The kid got a flat on the Henderson and hopefully he had stuff to change one with him because we were way gone before we realized it. Myles rolled up to let us know as he had only a tube and no inflation device.
With Jason we headed up the fastest way. Tuesday we headed up the normal way and for the first time ever Fox pulled for the length of Pine and it was all I could do to stay on his wheel. It hurt. And we really weren't taking it easy but instead of heading around the normal smackdown loop we turned over down Hillside to the start point for the Medalist TT.
We went off in a loose 15 second or so interval spacing, I got caught at the turn onto Pine by three cars in succesion, had to basically stop and Burke more or less rolled up on me as I was waiting, so that kind of made it interesting. I was dropping him on the hills and he was going past me on the flats. Maybe me on the CX bike had something to do with it. That was the other change for me. The other two times I'd done the course I was on the Paramount. Heavy, but aero and nice road gears with clip ons. The CX bike has CX gearing. I probably messed up the strava segment creating it because the time was way off.
SO yeah the twist was we did the medalist TT, then finished the Smackdown loop, aka we rode over to Hillside and climbed it completely then raced back on Read/walker over to 152. I got shelled on Hillside. Stomach was cramping from eating too late. Why eat too late? well it was that or not eat at all, figured usually it is okay. But I pushed so hard on that final climb in the TT section that I created a bit of distress i think. Oh well. It was a good day on the bike. Didn't sleep at all that night, it was hot and muggy and my legs were feeling the effort and i was wired from too much coffee too late in the day. A hole I'm still in that finally caught up to me yesterday on the way home.
Yeah worked both days this weekend on top of a long and somewhat stressful week. A fire at work, lots of unexpected challenges.
Going to try and find a day to get the TT effort in this week. Talking with Steve I think maybe we'll just hit the old course anyway. Do it bandit style, and strava timed or something. We'll see.
heddwch
G
new threads
its official... granted we have to wait for delivery but deposit has been made and team orders placed.
There is an homage to Ophelia. It is a given esp considering it has been an integral part of the orange jumpsuit, and what's an NECX with out spotting the guy in the dirty orange jumpsuit with the Vanderkitten patches (from when i was pit/mechanic for Christine Vardaros before she went to Belgium full time).
There is an homage to Ophelia. It is a given esp considering it has been an integral part of the orange jumpsuit, and what's an NECX with out spotting the guy in the dirty orange jumpsuit with the Vanderkitten patches (from when i was pit/mechanic for Christine Vardaros before she went to Belgium full time).
Always fun having a RISD department head in the club who's not so bad with designing stuff...
Lots of questions always though right?
Why? Back to basics, Prov Velo Club has been something I've been involved in since I got here. I started riding with the Brown Cycling Club when i moved back and there was this cross over with Prov Velo and heck since I wasn't eligiable to be Collegiate anymore made sense to hook up with them. Been that way ever since. That group of old men that ran around in CX started kind of when Boivin got Chabot on PVC, then Chabot talked Planet Bike into forming a Master's squad for NECX and we sort of solifided the team that year, moved on to CyclocrossRacing.Com for a few years then last year with JP's success launched ENGVT exclusive team. You've been reading this - 2014 has been a big year of refocus, change, trying to more positive and be happier, one of the more difficult things was actually this desicion to fly the club colors for CX again. Relationships change and dynamics are different sometimes. Sometimes it is a punctuated event sometimes it is a gradual thing with a clarifying moment, sometimes it is just about orange juice. But CX is CX, it no care what colors you wear.
The PVC club is made up of the people i ride with all year round. there's a handful maybe racing CX this year and it just made sense to carry the leadership roll through the CX season as well rather than go split teams. Kind of exciting that this is the first skinsuit from PVC since the Refunds Now days, Deano did an awesome job with the design I think. Pretty stoked about it.
It is a big change but not really. And is CX really a team sport? No. G-ride has the untapped guys now and that team has been awesome for him.
That and @NotoriusJunk won't be the thing everyone is looking for on monday photo day after CX races. Back to black for the junk region. #stealthmode
So yeah. I meant to write about the Smackdown with a twist earlier, haven't yet. Figured might as well get this up.
Cyclocross is coming and i'm NO WHERE NEAR READY. I'm way slower and more out of shape than last year. But meh who cares. I've got some time to get close and we'll see where I'm at. As good as last year? Probably not but that's okay, last year didn't end so well. Starting over. Moving forward and being positive.
Kind of funny, bad events seem to lead to good things. Blue terminating JP's sponsorship before Nationals gave Jerry the opening to take on the roll of title sponsorship. That lead to solidifying the idea that he wanted his own team. Which was way more work than he bargained on and low return on investment but it also lead to a few big things, Worlds and Healthy Hubble tagging along, all that lead to the ENGVT Untapped team, which has been great. Even from a distance and no real conneciton, it is pretty obvious that it has been a very positive thing for my grumpy friend in VT. Heck I've been on a spiral down a touch the last few years, and kind of jutst kept pushing through, feel like with a few key actions and some supportive people I managed to get through it, or at least feel like things are on the up not down... getting lighter not darker... I'm sure any copy editor would find most of this post today a bit challenged. Written in a few settings, edited hap hazardly.
But I'm excited. I was excited last year but i was excited to race with the team and carry on like we had and then the team sort of felt like just me with a few exceptions... so shedding that expectation, and the pressure, feels right. We'll see how that translates and bears out in the long run, but it feels right. And I do actually like feeling happy and excited.
best just publish and move on to the next topic
heddwch
G
Wednesday, July 02, 2014
something crazy happened on Sunday
So back up to Saturday first. Or further but forget beyond that - ancient history. Saturday morning was all about getting car re-inspected. It has a few issues that I need to resolve before I get another sticker (IN TWO YEARS - yes). But re-inspection time. Oh boy the stress. Got the car sorted out. Smaller injectors put in, Advanced the timing 4°, replaced the EGR vacuum hose (the old one sort of was disconnected), full tank of biodiesel... and actually less of a smoke issue and more of a drivability one... I did the hammer mod. Aka physically changed the injection quantity. It was limited out on the max fuel side of things. A big part of the start up smoke actually. It would overfuel HEAVILY. How much? Well, so much that I couldn't use adaptations to get it to inject any less fuel. It was completely maxed out on the IQ. Explains the shutter just below the torque peak and then around 65 under moderate load (too much fuel, and then pump acting funny trying to regulate the fuel).
So car can't smoke if I tried. Big change from when i went in with dino and big nozzles and the rest of the stuff not done. It made big power but admittedly was a bit smokey. How smokey? It blew a 74% on the opacity test. Limit is 20%. If the computer reads anything higher than 20% i don't get a sticker and it spits out a rejection notice. No question, no debate. Renders other issues moot. Gotta pass the test.
Underpowered (can't even chirp the tires in 1st right now, NO POWER, aka stock power) I drove down. Got there a bit early for my 10:15. To make this not an epic novel about the morning, well... ignoring the snide comments about "you know it isn't going to pass, right?" from one of the people there (not a tech) and someone else remarking how the Dyno always breaks when I show up. Yes I gotta be on a dyno. 1996 needs dyno. 1997 can just plug into OBDII. Not me. Not this car. Finally just before noon my car heads into the bay. Of course they let it idle for 30 min (filling exhaust with a bit of extra soot, that I had blown clean on the way there). Turned it off. Let it sit for an hour, then finally pulled it in.
I hear the test (the dyno shakes the whole damn shop)... walk over and the guy's printing out a pile of paperwork shaking his head. It failed. WTF?
I caught the tag end of the run and there wasn't even a hit of smoke in the garage. Yeah tailpipe is inside. It was F'N SUPER SMOKEY last time. Oops sorry guys (but all but one of the techs were actively smoking while changing oil and putting new brakelines on). No smoke. The guy running the test was confused. It was 84% opacity. No Fucking way did it get worse. He asked what I did. Explained. One of the other techs actually drives an old diesel v-dub, perked up as i listed it i all. "Yup, nothing else to do." He could tell it was gutless compared to the last test. And there was no smoke. No way it was 84%. He hates the computer and machine. I was understandably pretty anxious. hours of sitting around not knowing. Fuuuuuuck.
Tech gets an idea, does a practice run after tipping machine over and cleaning it up a bit (same thing he did before the first run). runs it. 8% opacity.
NOW THAT'S MORE LIKE IT.
Phew.
But now we've gotta do a full re-test. Re-enter all the info. Re-run it and hope it works.
6% and I got a sticker.
Then I headed home, ate some lunch and went into the bike shop to get a few hours of work in to pay for groceries. The car is legal. took some work, mostly time. $15-20 in parts and it hopefully will last until next year with my wife's car is paid off. And as much as I would love to do what the tech said "Now you can put it all back so it can get out of its own way," that's gonna take time. Maybe after CX season. Gotta go straight flat out until January or February... transition from two jobs to CX and the school year with the girls stuff....
So saturday end of day at the shop, not much to do, no reason or need to come in on Sunday. suddenly faced with a "day off" where i wasn't working on a car in the last month... first one... chatting with Russ he said "Mt Bikes in the morning" no why -that's dumb... I don't know where anything is or if the bike is ready... It was still in the same shape it was when i last rode it before Nate T went to Seattle. years ago. How many? I dunno 2011 i think. So maybe it was only 3+ years, not 4. Still. That's a long time not to ride a discipline. No pedaling the fat tires. And yes, as Mottram calls it? It is indeed an endo machine. 48x36 rings up front. No inner ring. Indeed, it is a Lumberjack 100 machine. Built for the tight fast smooth flowing fast single track in Michigan. And for that it is awesome. New England? so far? I've really yet to have much fun on it since moving back.
Oh well. It is a chance to ride with Russ and his new bike. I even found my bladder and pack and it wasn't in too bad condition.
8am Uxbridge. Never ridden there before. We did some stuff, rode around. Wound up with way more riding time than i've done on the mt bike since maybe riding the pato trail in Michigan. Hooked up with a guy Mike on an Ibis. At least he had little wheels. But he did have disc brakes. Me and my 559mm rotors and mechanical activated pads. And essentially no suspension and a million inches of drop to the bars. I think the bars on my CX bike might be the same width. At least not much different.
We made it to look out rock, and Gumbo (in the orange) had to ride up, and then on his way down as I'm taking a picture of russ... he eats shit, and leaves a bit blood stain on the rock (that's what they are looking at). Superficial, very much so. Not sure how that much blood got on the rock but it did. No problem with bike or rider.
And of course Russ had to get in the photo while i was taking the photo of the bike at the top of look out rock... Meta meta...
Best part of going on rides with Russ is his documentation: http://instagram.com/rusto88
And of course we had to sit in the shade and cool off with a throwback 1975 edition can of Ganset. http://instagram.com/p/p1XBZVmewT
Me and bike in the rust old race wagon.
Yes - GeWilli went mt biking. And had fun. Plenty of climbing. Plenty of scary descents and moments of OH SHIT TOMBSTONE. A few crashes, all minor. Plenty of dabs. I even managed to stuff the front wheel into a rock and stick my face into a pile of poison ivy. Legit. It was growing up the side of the tree (ribbon trail area IIRC) and well the big leaf completely with fruiting branches POW RIGHT IN THE FACE. All I could think of was, "awesome now I'm going to have poison ivy on my face." Well i didn't get any yet. But when we got back to the car I had one of those individually wrapped cats tongue towels and wiped my face with it, then my arms, then rinsed with water and a clean shop towel i had in the car. So either I've managed to hit the only PI without Urushiol, or I've become like my dad and am immue to it (already don't have any reaction to mosquitos), OR the cats tongue towel worked to get the urishiol oils off before they could become an irritant.
I'm just happy not to have PI on my face. And to survive riding a '96 bike with a bunch of guys all riding big wheels and full suspension. Seeing Myette and Zanc on the trail was a super nice surprise too. But man it was just good to have fun mt biking again.
Maybe it won't be 3+ years before I ride the mt bike again... LumberJack 100 would be fun actually. Good "excuse" to go visit everyone in Michigan again.
Today I dragged the even older bike out (the Paramount) in TT mode (well not the wheels.... ALL THE SPOKES-not aero). Gonna go head out and try a loop or two, yes, in the heat... see if we can sort out a good TT loop, esp if Bob is threatening to make the BikeWorks TT extra long this year.
heddwch
G
Friday, June 20, 2014
black bean sauce
maybe time to find me a bag of dried black beans...
and a few of those small peppers...
maybe some chicken thighs...
food...
and a few of those small peppers...
maybe some chicken thighs...
food...
black bean sauce from Fast Boy on Vimeo.
Monday, June 16, 2014
late departure
But it was gorgeous this morning. Perfect. Just barely over 60°F sunny, a little breeze... so nice.
Kind of through the weekend but one added stress was the car. See it had an expired inspection tag on it. Mostly because of a few issues that I needed to resolve and hadn't had time to.
So I took Saturday and worked on it. Hopefully solving the fuse issue with the plate lights and high beams, got new brake pads on the rear wheel that had been frozen on. Tried to get the tires balanced but well... the local shop was closed on saturday. Woops.
Big day for my oldest on Sunday, a year of dance culminated with two shows. Chatted with Bikeworks Bob before the matinee performance, headed home, grabbed a few beers and tried to decompress after the insanity.
I will find the fate of the car tomorrow, with luck i can put aside this source of anxiety for a while, get the timing belt changed on it and move on. So much focus being involuntarity re-directed. Would be nice to get back on track. But mostly good... so keep dealing with the crazy the immediate and keep moving forward...
heddwch
g
Saturday, June 14, 2014
20 years....
20 year college reunion was the past weekend for me (May 31/June1). A few friends I know are going, it is only less than an hour away from where I sit right now... those 4 years [in college] seem but a brief flash at this point. Maybe the further away you get the less significant that section of life becomes, perspective I suppose. Bigger point to mark is 20 years of being married... far more significant than a few years of college even though those few years are what set this all up.
But less significant is that 20 year mark in terms of celebrating.
Why?
I had a bit of a realization while riding with Goldberg on Sunday. Explaining the significance of 14. Esp now that we're linked with one of the key 14s.
Every month. Since at least since we were married, and probably before that... the 14th has been an anniversary. Every 14th.
That's a lot of anniversaries. The 20th YEAR is a big deal.. but less of a big deal after 240+ anniversary days.
2014 is a big change in lots of ways. Personally and beyond. And it still keeps happening, lots of reflection and introspection sorting out that hasn't happened here. Too many unknowns still, but they have less of an impact with a few exceptions.
-editing today- on the 14th...
i've spent the day working on the car. chasing electrical problems, putting in new brake pads, changing the oil, removing a stuck wheel. That's my day today. Why?
because i got pulled over on thursday for an expired inspection sticker.
have until tuesday to get the paperwork dropped off over at the State DMV facility.
hoping what i've done to chase the gremilins is enough... really hoping...
but yeah... So tomorrow is father's day and it is all about Kailey's culmination performance. Seems fitting with the selfless theme.
heddwch
G
Monday, June 09, 2014
NECX Ohana
http://www.gofundme.com/a3wh08
Ryan is family.
his family is family...
Ohana...
NECX has had a lot of that lately it seems, doesn't matter how much, we are legitimately a family. Disfunctional at times, but there is no question: family.
I do a pretty good Stitch impression... "Ohana, means, family... no one gets left behind"
This Ryan guy.... he's f'n amazing honestly... love him... so much...
ohana
necx
heddwch
g
from that page:
Hi everyone,
A few days ago Ryan and Amanda Kelly welcomed their daughter, Margot Thomas Kelly, to the world. As you can see from the picture above, she has not yet refined her taste in hats, but let's cut her some slack for the time being - she's still very young, and what she lacks in stylistic sense she's making up for with the absurd beauty that only babies have.
Margot's also proving herself very strong in her first few days on the planet, as she's fighting her way through some health issues (Dad wrote about them here: http://theryantkelly.tumblr.com/). While she's doing as well as she can at the moment, odds are that she'll continue to receive (the very best possible) care at the hospital for a few more weeks - which means, obviously, that Amanda and Ryan will be spending their next few weeks with her there.
It's hard to say precisely what they'll need going forward - the most immediately obvious thing is the cost of the hotel they'll be staying in until Margot is out of the hospital, but one can imagine that perhaps Margot will need tiny ear muffs to drown out the sound of her father talking about video games and bikes and blogs.
They haven't asked for this assistance in any way, but if you're reading this, you already know Ryan and Amanda are good and kind and compassionate people who more than deserve whatever help you can give them.
So donate some money here - anything you can, whether it's a dollar or ten or whatever. Everything that's raised (whether it's the arbitrary goal I picked or more) goes to them and whatever they need to make the next few weeks a little easier.
Thanks for your help.
Ryan is family.
his family is family...
Ohana...
NECX has had a lot of that lately it seems, doesn't matter how much, we are legitimately a family. Disfunctional at times, but there is no question: family.
I do a pretty good Stitch impression... "Ohana, means, family... no one gets left behind"
This Ryan guy.... he's f'n amazing honestly... love him... so much...
ohana
necx
heddwch
g
Thursday, June 05, 2014
The rain
Walk to the dentist, he planned. It is only a 10 min walk, he knew. Wasn't rain hard earlier, he noted.
Oops. Pouring rain it is. Shell jacket isn't so waterproof anymore.
Soaked to the bone he is.
Seattle area he is from.
Umbrellas he eschews.
Price he pays.
Wet.
good stuff happening
I'm sure most of you have run across one of the other few last bloggers in #NECX and his post from yesterday:
http://velocb.blogspot.com/2014/06/ride-it-russ.html
NECX as a whole has been a great community, and we've all benefitied from the love and generosity we feel towards eachother.
Not just the grand scope of getting Russ a new Mt Bike that he will, I know, ride the hell out of, no beyond that... I feel the love, and am very very appreciative of it all that's been extended my way, and a chance like this to pay it back a bit in this way, just seems right.
Life is nuts. Moving up ceremony, in-laws in town, complex scheduling, words have been piling up even though I've been writing. No time. But things right now? They seem pretty damn good.
#rideitruss
G
http://velocb.blogspot.com/2014/06/ride-it-russ.html
NECX as a whole has been a great community, and we've all benefitied from the love and generosity we feel towards eachother.
Not just the grand scope of getting Russ a new Mt Bike that he will, I know, ride the hell out of, no beyond that... I feel the love, and am very very appreciative of it all that's been extended my way, and a chance like this to pay it back a bit in this way, just seems right.
Life is nuts. Moving up ceremony, in-laws in town, complex scheduling, words have been piling up even though I've been writing. No time. But things right now? They seem pretty damn good.
#rideitruss
G
Tuesday, June 03, 2014
sidebar
when you take a really long extended break and only write about recipies or other stuff...
people stop reading
a few are obviously
but, in a way, kind of losing a big number of regular readers is a good mental reset button
(just a thought while riding the other day)
I'm feeling more like writing lately
of course it could just be that I needed a break
remaking the Ge i guess right?
people stop reading
a few are obviously
but, in a way, kind of losing a big number of regular readers is a good mental reset button
(just a thought while riding the other day)
I'm feeling more like writing lately
of course it could just be that I needed a break
remaking the Ge i guess right?
"let's get coffee..."
January, 2009... MLFN sent me that note...
circumstances kept conflicting... we kept trying, but i missed the sense of urgency and he was good at hiding it...
i dug through the emails looking for the exact one... found lots of his emails but not that specific one.
this one hit hard: "Hey all, please pardon my absence for the Smackdown tomorrow. You will not be having me along once again. It will happen this Tues on Every month. Some of you know why, and if you don't, you don't need to know. I hope someone can take over the event tomorrow. I know there as quite a few now who know the smack-down philosophy!!!"
By that time i did know. Dr Flats maybe or AD or someone had told me... All season since the start of the smack down in 2009 he was missing one per month. He made every other one and usually kicked everyone's ass. Seriously.
He missed them because that one week he was getting Chemo.
Big difference between his passing and Ezras I suppose. I got dropped coming back, he made the gap, on Greenfield, and I missed it. I wasn't alone, but watching him ride away from me while bridging the gap when i couldn't was the last time I saw him.
We stopped a few times along there to wait for him (to shit in the woods). He sent Keith Kelly out to our ride on his way home. He rode back to Dr Flat's house and saw Kelly on the BLVD.
He rolled back home, checked into the hospital, was medically transfered to Boston that night, then to Syracuse where he died surrounded by his family.
He hid it well. very well.
Not sure we're going to get the big MLFN ride off like we did last year. That was fun. Even if we did split up, get lost, wind up with AD and JC and me, heck BG nearly killed us all at one point... but it was a beautiful day, a great ride, good friends. Life, a graduation, final game of the season, work, birthdays, anniversaries, rehearsals, running races, culmination peformances father's day... all that started on Sunday and won't stop for a while...
But maybe I need to take a page from my wife's book of philosophy. Why do you need to have so much emphasis on one day, one ride, when every day, every ride, can be in his memory.
It is true. Every smack down ride is a MLFN ride. Even if it is on the east side route.
Every day is a gift. He treated it as such. It was that spring (2009) one of those rides May 19th to be exact, my spokes broke on the Vector Pros. couldn't ride. Started walking, didn't have my phone with me, Mark gave me his iPhone, Brier called in his coworker who lived in the area, got me back to his office and I drove the green monster van home. A collection of wonderful efforts by friends to bail out me and my busted bike.
I got there and woke him up the next morning, he had bailed on going to work, spent the day at home in bed, but at least with his phone.
So we ride, I ride, in his memory. Every week.
But lets at least take a few moments on the 11th of June every year to if nothing else, reflect on what an amazing human being he was, and how he beat every single odd stacked in his favor and lived the fullest life a full four years longer than 99% of the people who are diagnosed with that specific cancer at the stage he was diagnosed at. Glioblastoma multiforme (GBM)... http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glioblastoma_multiforme
scattered thoughts today...
But that coffee thing,
let's get coffee, always is weighted a bit more for me than some people realize. I missed coffee with Mark...
I also missed a ride with Sheldon Brown, but that's a different story...
time to start getting everything in order for the smackdown...
heddwch
G
circumstances kept conflicting... we kept trying, but i missed the sense of urgency and he was good at hiding it...
i dug through the emails looking for the exact one... found lots of his emails but not that specific one.
this one hit hard: "Hey all, please pardon my absence for the Smackdown tomorrow. You will not be having me along once again. It will happen this Tues on Every month. Some of you know why, and if you don't, you don't need to know. I hope someone can take over the event tomorrow. I know there as quite a few now who know the smack-down philosophy!!!"
By that time i did know. Dr Flats maybe or AD or someone had told me... All season since the start of the smack down in 2009 he was missing one per month. He made every other one and usually kicked everyone's ass. Seriously.
He missed them because that one week he was getting Chemo.
Big difference between his passing and Ezras I suppose. I got dropped coming back, he made the gap, on Greenfield, and I missed it. I wasn't alone, but watching him ride away from me while bridging the gap when i couldn't was the last time I saw him.
We stopped a few times along there to wait for him (to shit in the woods). He sent Keith Kelly out to our ride on his way home. He rode back to Dr Flat's house and saw Kelly on the BLVD.
He rolled back home, checked into the hospital, was medically transfered to Boston that night, then to Syracuse where he died surrounded by his family.
He hid it well. very well.
Not sure we're going to get the big MLFN ride off like we did last year. That was fun. Even if we did split up, get lost, wind up with AD and JC and me, heck BG nearly killed us all at one point... but it was a beautiful day, a great ride, good friends. Life, a graduation, final game of the season, work, birthdays, anniversaries, rehearsals, running races, culmination peformances father's day... all that started on Sunday and won't stop for a while...
But maybe I need to take a page from my wife's book of philosophy. Why do you need to have so much emphasis on one day, one ride, when every day, every ride, can be in his memory.
It is true. Every smack down ride is a MLFN ride. Even if it is on the east side route.
Every day is a gift. He treated it as such. It was that spring (2009) one of those rides May 19th to be exact, my spokes broke on the Vector Pros. couldn't ride. Started walking, didn't have my phone with me, Mark gave me his iPhone, Brier called in his coworker who lived in the area, got me back to his office and I drove the green monster van home. A collection of wonderful efforts by friends to bail out me and my busted bike.
I got there and woke him up the next morning, he had bailed on going to work, spent the day at home in bed, but at least with his phone.
So we ride, I ride, in his memory. Every week.
But lets at least take a few moments on the 11th of June every year to if nothing else, reflect on what an amazing human being he was, and how he beat every single odd stacked in his favor and lived the fullest life a full four years longer than 99% of the people who are diagnosed with that specific cancer at the stage he was diagnosed at. Glioblastoma multiforme (GBM)... http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glioblastoma_multiforme
scattered thoughts today...
But that coffee thing,
let's get coffee, always is weighted a bit more for me than some people realize. I missed coffee with Mark...
I also missed a ride with Sheldon Brown, but that's a different story...
time to start getting everything in order for the smackdown...
heddwch
G
Monday, June 02, 2014
best idea? maybe not
one of those days.... started off w/just coffee, a ride in to the office via the remote facility. Holy crap talk about weird traffic. Nuts. Like elevated over the regular PVD crazy. Heading back some little angry dude in shorts was yelling at a delivery truck driver in the middle of rush hour on Memorial BLVD and wow, people laughing, he's droping fucking every other word, asking the delivery truck driver if he's a fucking asshole, I'm thinking "no dude there's only one asshole removing all doubt from the crowds walking to work."
Traffic was already backed up all the way past the Court House on College. That hill kind of messed up the 'no cortisol induction day' on the bike. Woops. Oh well.
Made coffee, feeling hungry. head to first optometrist appointment ever. sit around there waiting FOREVER, man... crazy day there too, lots of emergencies and patients taking way longer than normal. Doc stopped in twice to appologize. No worries I get it. Chilling.
Back here - eat salad (that's what was in the fridge for lunch when i left this am), the ride back was nuts too. more coffee and now that i have a break in the insanity here at work i'm writing to distract the brain.
I suppose part of what I'm doing is making sure I keep the fat burning engine somewhat tuned up. Thinking about it a bit riding. Mostly in the perspective regarding insulin and the comparison to training. People spend all day eating sugar, triggering the insulin pathway right from the get go. Sugar being availible in the blood stream and fat being targeted for storage rather than fuel source, the type 1 muscles all saying fuck the fatty acids I ain't got time for that, that's work, look at all this sugar.
Like training to be fast on the bike... you don't do it, you can't do it. Gotta get those muscles to burn fat. Coffee elevates fatty acid levels in the blood stream w/o trigging insulin. After waking up your glycogen stores are at the highest level, and generally, esp someone my size, you have ample glycogen to fuel the fat burning mechanism.
Gotta train the muscles.
Look at the kids now, constantly given piles of sugars (over-arching group of all sources grains/potatoes/candy/sugarwater) no breaks, no periods where they have to develop muscles that have to learn to burn the fat. And they get fat. or they get soft and squishy, maybe not fat.
Hungry? Oh no, don't let them be hungry at all. Noooo feed them. Always. Here's a snack. Have a snack. do you have enough snacks? eat...
Training their brains to never accept and tolerate hunger as well as never pushing their muscles to burn a more efficient fuel source.
Now... fat burning is great. muscles do really well with it. Much better than trying to use protein as a fuel source, but heres the deal. Those fast twitch sprinter muscles? they're good until you're out of glycogen. Then you're done with them. Can't make those burn fat. BUT you can make the rest of them more efficient. This is the key the LCHF folks don't seem to be focusing on. The runners, the marathoners, they're going gang busters, no need for fuel or food intake for a half marathon. Makes sense. on board glycogen topped up will easily burn stored fat for a long time. Esp if you're fat adapted and it is much healthier (assuming good balance of complex fats with veggies and stuff). But you still need a balance in the middle somewhere for sprinting, and specifically cyclocross. That's a glycogen intensive musclular classsification... i have a lot of lean muscle... doesn't do me a whole lot of good but still doesn't change the fact that at 195 even at 10% BF (probably under that but between 7-10 so going with 10) that's a lot of lean muscle mass... pain in the ass... requires more food (most of the time) also means I have more reserves.
anyway... thoughts... hunger induced maybe? Maybe. Not really though. they've been floating around for a while.
I'll get closer to more refined and simple theory for the complexity that is optimal fueling and nutrition... comes around to the point though, manage your insulin spikes, try to get most of your basal metabolic calories from high quality complex fats and add carbs based on amount of intense exercise and you'd be close.
but yeah... a fast is a good idea now and then... not sure it is the best idea between a tower hill loop day that was way under caloried and tuesday night smackdown... but hey... i gotta be a dumbass to balance out this fake smartness...
heddwch
g
Traffic was already backed up all the way past the Court House on College. That hill kind of messed up the 'no cortisol induction day' on the bike. Woops. Oh well.
Made coffee, feeling hungry. head to first optometrist appointment ever. sit around there waiting FOREVER, man... crazy day there too, lots of emergencies and patients taking way longer than normal. Doc stopped in twice to appologize. No worries I get it. Chilling.
Back here - eat salad (that's what was in the fridge for lunch when i left this am), the ride back was nuts too. more coffee and now that i have a break in the insanity here at work i'm writing to distract the brain.
I suppose part of what I'm doing is making sure I keep the fat burning engine somewhat tuned up. Thinking about it a bit riding. Mostly in the perspective regarding insulin and the comparison to training. People spend all day eating sugar, triggering the insulin pathway right from the get go. Sugar being availible in the blood stream and fat being targeted for storage rather than fuel source, the type 1 muscles all saying fuck the fatty acids I ain't got time for that, that's work, look at all this sugar.
Like training to be fast on the bike... you don't do it, you can't do it. Gotta get those muscles to burn fat. Coffee elevates fatty acid levels in the blood stream w/o trigging insulin. After waking up your glycogen stores are at the highest level, and generally, esp someone my size, you have ample glycogen to fuel the fat burning mechanism.
Gotta train the muscles.
Look at the kids now, constantly given piles of sugars (over-arching group of all sources grains/potatoes/candy/sugarwater) no breaks, no periods where they have to develop muscles that have to learn to burn the fat. And they get fat. or they get soft and squishy, maybe not fat.
Hungry? Oh no, don't let them be hungry at all. Noooo feed them. Always. Here's a snack. Have a snack. do you have enough snacks? eat...
Training their brains to never accept and tolerate hunger as well as never pushing their muscles to burn a more efficient fuel source.
Now... fat burning is great. muscles do really well with it. Much better than trying to use protein as a fuel source, but heres the deal. Those fast twitch sprinter muscles? they're good until you're out of glycogen. Then you're done with them. Can't make those burn fat. BUT you can make the rest of them more efficient. This is the key the LCHF folks don't seem to be focusing on. The runners, the marathoners, they're going gang busters, no need for fuel or food intake for a half marathon. Makes sense. on board glycogen topped up will easily burn stored fat for a long time. Esp if you're fat adapted and it is much healthier (assuming good balance of complex fats with veggies and stuff). But you still need a balance in the middle somewhere for sprinting, and specifically cyclocross. That's a glycogen intensive musclular classsification... i have a lot of lean muscle... doesn't do me a whole lot of good but still doesn't change the fact that at 195 even at 10% BF (probably under that but between 7-10 so going with 10) that's a lot of lean muscle mass... pain in the ass... requires more food (most of the time) also means I have more reserves.
anyway... thoughts... hunger induced maybe? Maybe. Not really though. they've been floating around for a while.
I'll get closer to more refined and simple theory for the complexity that is optimal fueling and nutrition... comes around to the point though, manage your insulin spikes, try to get most of your basal metabolic calories from high quality complex fats and add carbs based on amount of intense exercise and you'd be close.
but yeah... a fast is a good idea now and then... not sure it is the best idea between a tower hill loop day that was way under caloried and tuesday night smackdown... but hey... i gotta be a dumbass to balance out this fake smartness...
heddwch
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Friday, May 30, 2014
continuing the remembering of Ezra/Fastboy
I've been watching one food video every other day since hearing of his passing...
http://fastboycycles.com/food
Today the post went up on the teaching cancer to cry...
http://www.teachingcancertocry.com/?p=2076
I have been sharing his story for quite some time now I guess...
I've been following his art and craft for much longer though...
Flickr 2005
To be honest while that peice is complete and paints the picture of him... it doesn't feel like him. I wonder how he would have written that, I don't think he did, doesn't read like his style. Maybe it is best that he didn't. too many stories to tell, too much to write down...
Words and art...
Ezra was no Maya
Cole Haan "Maya Angelou (Director's Cut)" from Ben Hughes on Vimeo.
but Ezra had a way of communicating that was inspirational... a similar charasmatic humorous command of communicating that engaged and bouyed his audience, one can't imagine what his legacy would have been if not for that cancer
reflective times I suppose...
I need the right moment I think to really flesh out my feelings, and his influence...
it is closer now maybe than before, but still gathering thoughts and feelings...
perhaps a day off, a day on the bike, will be the effective catalyst
life goes on for the rest of us left behind, as it always does
heddwch
G
http://fastboycycles.com/food
Today the post went up on the teaching cancer to cry...
http://www.teachingcancertocry.com/?p=2076
I have been sharing his story for quite some time now I guess...
I've been following his art and craft for much longer though...
Flickr 2005
To be honest while that peice is complete and paints the picture of him... it doesn't feel like him. I wonder how he would have written that, I don't think he did, doesn't read like his style. Maybe it is best that he didn't. too many stories to tell, too much to write down...
Words and art...
Ezra was no Maya
Cole Haan "Maya Angelou (Director's Cut)" from Ben Hughes on Vimeo.
but Ezra had a way of communicating that was inspirational... a similar charasmatic humorous command of communicating that engaged and bouyed his audience, one can't imagine what his legacy would have been if not for that cancer
reflective times I suppose...
I need the right moment I think to really flesh out my feelings, and his influence...
it is closer now maybe than before, but still gathering thoughts and feelings...
perhaps a day off, a day on the bike, will be the effective catalyst
life goes on for the rest of us left behind, as it always does
heddwch
G
Thursday, May 29, 2014
Getting there
The legs, they feel maybe better. Solobreak wasn't right but he was close. Probably take another two weeks before I feel ok on the smackdown ride, but this past tuesday wasn't terrible. Granted I still got dropped pretty much every hill, but I'm a big fatso right now, CX isn't for a while right?
We had a great turn out though. A big portion of the club showed up (probably because we were all headed over to Dr Flat's after for beers and protein on the grill). After big Anton flatted it was just PVC. If Kyle had actually worn the kit it would have been an 8 man TTT a nice mix of the white and black kits, soon we'll have the new color to toss in there... Good ride though.
Recovery seems pretty good, very good compared to a few others, but then maybe I wasn't working as hard or something. Felt at the limit most of the time on the hills and missing some top end but maybe I can see it coming around.
Boring blah blah blah... I'd write how Morse and Andrew and Fox kept trading body blows but that gets boring after a while and is predictable. I didn't win any sprint lines, but had a good ride and the legs hurt a bit the next day. So we're making progress.
We had a great turn out though. A big portion of the club showed up (probably because we were all headed over to Dr Flat's after for beers and protein on the grill). After big Anton flatted it was just PVC. If Kyle had actually worn the kit it would have been an 8 man TTT a nice mix of the white and black kits, soon we'll have the new color to toss in there... Good ride though.
Recovery seems pretty good, very good compared to a few others, but then maybe I wasn't working as hard or something. Felt at the limit most of the time on the hills and missing some top end but maybe I can see it coming around.
Boring blah blah blah... I'd write how Morse and Andrew and Fox kept trading body blows but that gets boring after a while and is predictable. I didn't win any sprint lines, but had a good ride and the legs hurt a bit the next day. So we're making progress.
Sunday, May 25, 2014
He is gone... but not forgotten
An inspiration - from that first moment on Flickr when we connected.
http://ezracaldwell.com/
http://www.teachingcancertocry.com/
http://fastboycycles.com/
http://instagram.com/p/ocAsv0rAXx/
It has been a roller coaster journey... one that got quiet the last month or so...
I have been checking daily, looking for an update...
then saw Jenny's post on G+
didn't want to see that post...
where to i start?
obviously not now beyond this, other than to say I'm gutted, this is painful, expected? given his choice and progression expected yes, but no easier...
last week I was thinkingi about Ezra, hoping he was pulling a micracle MLFN and defying the odds beyond all reconning...
Now i'm sitting here at the kitchen table crying
wrtiing the best i can
which is terribly not at all
a loss very much
an inspiration
in craft, in art, in movement, in bicycles, in photography, in food
someone who was very much steeped in the black and white aesthetic
who pedaled... who created... who cooked...
I will write more soon... for now... i can't much...
http://ezracaldwell.com/
http://www.teachingcancertocry.com/
http://fastboycycles.com/
http://instagram.com/p/ocAsv0rAXx/
It has been a roller coaster journey... one that got quiet the last month or so...
I have been checking daily, looking for an update...
then saw Jenny's post on G+
didn't want to see that post...
where to i start?
obviously not now beyond this, other than to say I'm gutted, this is painful, expected? given his choice and progression expected yes, but no easier...
last week I was thinkingi about Ezra, hoping he was pulling a micracle MLFN and defying the odds beyond all reconning...
Now i'm sitting here at the kitchen table crying
wrtiing the best i can
which is terribly not at all
a loss very much
an inspiration
in craft, in art, in movement, in bicycles, in photography, in food
someone who was very much steeped in the black and white aesthetic
who pedaled... who created... who cooked...
I will write more soon... for now... i can't much...
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
still riding
I hope maybe if i have the grace and luck to have grandkids they are able to make a movie like this about me
Portrait of my grandfather : 80 and still cycling from Florent Piovesan on Vimeo.
Portrait of my grandfather : 80 and still cycling from Florent Piovesan on Vimeo.
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