two brake levers, one brake. don't get complacent riding those hoods and go for the drops to outsprint a traffic light.
blame mellow johnny's via devo.
Monday, March 16, 2009
help, i'm not hipster enough for cowhorns so i sawed the bottom of my shitty bontragers am i cool now?
two brake levers, one brake. don't get complacent riding those hoods and go for the drops to outsprint a traffic light.
blame mellow johnny's via devo.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Thursday Night is alright for Fighting
Yes. It is here. Thursday. Night. Ride. My first race of the year.
I might have to bust out that skinsuit.
It's sunny, almost warm, I've been cooped up for weeks it seems, and haven't been able to race. I may be fat and completely stalled in my training but damn, this is going to be fun.
And now for some training ride inspiration:
I might have to bust out that skinsuit.
It's sunny, almost warm, I've been cooped up for weeks it seems, and haven't been able to race. I may be fat and completely stalled in my training but damn, this is going to be fun.
And now for some training ride inspiration:
Saturday, March 7, 2009
tight
Crap weather. Research paper that won't die. You name it, I'm coming up with more excuses to not race this weekend. Again.
The opener for me may very well be the first collegiate road race of the year, which happens to be the UO road race on the old OBRA state course out in Veneta. In other words, perfect. To complement my nefarious collegiate racing plans, I committed myself utterly to the cause by not purchasing any bib shorts this year. Instead, I scored the racer's best freind: the long sleeve skinsuit. This is all that I plan on racing collegiates in. And it is hot. In fact, I am test-driving it today, to see how it sits, since it is never a good idea to make a race your first ride on a new piece of kit - you have to know how the pads feel first. But I am hopeful. I believe that with proper layering, and a couple of gels shoved up the shorts leg, this will truly be the breakaway artist's best freind.
The opener for me may very well be the first collegiate road race of the year, which happens to be the UO road race on the old OBRA state course out in Veneta. In other words, perfect. To complement my nefarious collegiate racing plans, I committed myself utterly to the cause by not purchasing any bib shorts this year. Instead, I scored the racer's best freind: the long sleeve skinsuit. This is all that I plan on racing collegiates in. And it is hot. In fact, I am test-driving it today, to see how it sits, since it is never a good idea to make a race your first ride on a new piece of kit - you have to know how the pads feel first. But I am hopeful. I believe that with proper layering, and a couple of gels shoved up the shorts leg, this will truly be the breakaway artist's best freind.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Hiding
It's getting ugly out there. The south valley has gotten pounded by the rain gods this week and kept me ducking for cover going in and out of school. I hit up the roads a little but got sidelined by a combination of lingering illness and looming due dates for most of it. I got in some reasonable riding around the edges of it all.
On Wednesday the prospect of biking to school in the wet and sitting through a full day of classes with a sore throat and bad stomach was so disheartening that I simply stayed in bed and emailed all my professors that I wasn't coming. I sat on the computer for something like 10 hours with a quick grocery run to break it up - and it had to be my single most productive day so far this year. Not going to school has got to be the very best way to deal with school - it's relaxing, gets you ahead on the workload, and requires no commuting. I might have to try that again.
On the plus side, I got the last of my tubulars mounted up while the rest of Oregon got grit in their eyes at the Banana Belts. The form is coming around and I might actually get out and race some day - if ever the time allows. Almost as good as paying to ride in circles is the Thursday Nighter - which is actually the whole purpose of my year. T-11 until we see how big this year's can of whup-ass really is.
Can't wait.
On Wednesday the prospect of biking to school in the wet and sitting through a full day of classes with a sore throat and bad stomach was so disheartening that I simply stayed in bed and emailed all my professors that I wasn't coming. I sat on the computer for something like 10 hours with a quick grocery run to break it up - and it had to be my single most productive day so far this year. Not going to school has got to be the very best way to deal with school - it's relaxing, gets you ahead on the workload, and requires no commuting. I might have to try that again.
On the plus side, I got the last of my tubulars mounted up while the rest of Oregon got grit in their eyes at the Banana Belts. The form is coming around and I might actually get out and race some day - if ever the time allows. Almost as good as paying to ride in circles is the Thursday Nighter - which is actually the whole purpose of my year. T-11 until we see how big this year's can of whup-ass really is.
Can't wait.
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