Thursday, September 27, 2012
Monday, September 10, 2012
Thursday, August 30, 2012
On The Upswing
Registration opens tomorrow for Arrowhead, count me in. Signed up for the Tuscobia 150 a week ago. Hitting the Night Bison this weekend and the Gravel Conspiracy the following week. Gonna try to squeeze in a weekend of mountain biking in Wisconsin before the Moonshine Metric at the end of the month. Things are picking back up and a laid back summer has me feeling fresh and excited to grind again. I'm a month into the base building period of an actual structured training plan and I've already set a new PR on one of my one hour gravel loops. I'm still a slow guy but I'm feeling the strongest that I have since '99, a year I fondly remember as "that one that I could actually win shit".
Also, I'm pretty sure I just farted a rainbow.
Also, I'm pretty sure I just farted a rainbow.
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
The Summer Of...
... Whatever the hell I want to do.
I'll save you the three margarita sappiness I'm currently in the midst of. Here's some pics.
Inspire away.
I'll save you the three margarita sappiness I'm currently in the midst of. Here's some pics.
Inspire away.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
2012 Moonshine Metric Date Announced
Mark your calendars for September 29th. Nighttime gravel metric FTW.
For more details, hit up the website.
Moonshine Metric Official Website
See you there.
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
From Then to Now
3GR ride from this weekend.
Oh yeah, that's right. I have a blog. I should probably write stuff on it.
I could write about Almanzo, and how it was no picnic for all the opposite reasons as last year. Hot, dry, windy... Ok, so the wind wasn't new. I came into this one expecting a fun DK prep ride and hobbled away from it with a fisherman's story that will grow as it ages. As of right now the temps were in the 90's and winds were 20+. Next year we'll be sitting at the start line talking about how it was 112 in the shade and Buddha himself was pelting us with jello filled garden gnomes.
Speaking of fish stories, what about Dirty Kanza? By the morning of the race that muddy B road from last year had grown to over five miles. Sorry, folks. It was 3.2 miles exactly. I kept track as I rolled through on my way to the finish. You'll have to switch to stories about the freak storm that moved through. Those are much harder to verify. Let's start the bidding at three funnel clouds and a flying llama.
I could talk about the weekly rides I've been doing with the local roadies, but I get dropped every time so let's skip that story.
How about a ride I didn't get dropped on. I did 3GR last Saturday with Guitar Ted and Robert Fry. 25 miles of gravel at a brisk (for me) pace and a little pow-wow afterwards. Definitely going to do that again, it was well worth getting up early for.
Maybe I'll write about non-bike stuff. Charles has been on the DL since Trans Iowa so we've been getting together roughly once a week to hang out and shoot the toilet matter. Tonight we cleaned a carburetor. Next week we build a trailer mounted boom box. The week after? Good question. When it happens though, I'll let you all know. Or maybe not. Guy stuff, yaknow.
Hmmm... I seem to be at a loss for words these days. Bloggers block? Gypsy curse? Indigestion? Better sleep on it and try again later.
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