Hiatus

So I guess I have some race reports to catch up on - Mercer Cup and Whitmore's -but before I do, I gotta vent about something (warning, profanitly laced post).

I've spent many hours of my life in gyms and gym locker rooms. I understand that a locker room is a place for getting naked. However, many guys take this freedom too, too far. And its always the old, really fat, really hairy, utterly disgusting guys. Not that being fat and really hairy makes you disgusting, cause I am quite hairy and was once very fat, its your actions when you happen to have those characteristics. Let me explain.

When you change in the locker room, its OK to get naked, then put on your workout clothing or street clothes, whatever. The only other place you should buck naked is in the shower and MAYBE the scale. There is no walking around, walking to the shower, combing your hair in front of the mirror, or doing calisthenics naked!

I always see these old fat bastards with their tiny shriveled little penis heads barely protruding from the fat enveloping their waste waddling around making it obvious they want everyone there to see how comfortable they are being naked. Now, you are probably saying, "Dude, why are you looking close enough to notice that their tiny dicks barely stick out from their lard?" Well my answer is this - when you watch Apes fuck on the Discovery channel, its not dirty cause they are apes, though it still makes you feel uneasy like there is something wrong with you for watching...but ultimately you learn something, so its OK.

Last night some FPOS (fat piece of shit) walked to the shower naked with his towel in his hand at his side. DUDE! You have the towel right there! Just wrap that shit up! Then to further make me want to spoon my eyes out, he comes back from the shower dripping wet. He couldn't even towel off at the shower. He got back to his locker and started to dry off, making sure to put one leg up on the bench and spread his ass so he could dry out down below.

I've seen guys do full stretch routines naked, talk to their buddies while sitting Indian style and scratch their ass and grunt in front of the mirror completely fucking naked with no regard for their fellow man.

My question is this - what makes these old fat dudes do this? My best guess is that they feel so emasculated in every other aspect of there life- whether it be at work getting yelled at by their younger and smarter boss, getting yelled at by their wife while not ever getting any ass, or watching their stock broker take all the money - that they have to somehow assert that they are, in fact, all that is man.

But the truth is, a man knows when to not shove his shit in another man's face. You never see the truly ripped, Adonis looking guys who are dedicated to their fitness and physique doing that unnecessary bullshit.

There is a time and place for whipping it out. Right Turner?

"Incidentally....

...we noticed that Americans like to drink beer and then talk about how they like to drink beer, as though liking to drink beer is something cool and exclusive."

Perfect quote. From http://www.deraileduk.com/

Keep it dark

Another ride in the dark last night. Looking froward to another one tonight. I love riding at night. Hopefully sometime soon I'll have to slap my fenders on. Did I mention I like adverse conditions?

I was going to meet up with YAMBA, the local mountain bike club, for a night right on the trails tonight, but these antibiotics have my muscles all tight and I don't want to snap an achilles. And since mountain biking is basically just a serious of massive power intervals, especially here where the landscape is dominated by short steep peaks, I'll stick to easy cruising on the road for a bit.

So sick and tired of having all sorts of training interrupted regularly about every 2-3 weeks by illness, work, or my legs just plain taking a crap because they suck now. What a bunch of shit.

Check out this video I got from DrunkCyclist. Maybe if I don't get my arteries fixed I'll turn to this...

History of tax brackets

See Turner's Post to see how the wealthy really did use to pay their share.

LIGHTS! (continued)

There are no other lights in the garage. Its not the best way to show how awesome these things are, but you get the point.

Let there be (lifesaving) Light!

Just finished my first night ride on my new DiNotte lights. Best. Purchase. Ever.



I purchased the 600L headlight and the 140L taillight. The rear light in particular is a lifesaver. It lays out so much light its crazy. Cars have never stayed further away from me, day or night. I keep it on steady mode as there is a lot of evidence that says that a blinking tail light attracts drivers and they get closer to you - the moth to a flame effect. And I believe it.



Cars were certainly erring on the side of getting dangerously close to oncoming traffic. Which is a change. I rode in a lot of traffic and not once felt uncomfortable.

The headlight is spectacular, too. The whole road lights up like I've got HID car headlights. The beam patter is near perfect, too. There is a nice concentration where you want it, but also a nice broad spread to catch all the peripheral shit.

I'll get some good pics up soon. These things rock.

Election Day should be a Holiday

Election Day should be a national holiday.

It's more important to the health of our nation than any other holiday or day of the year. So make it a federal holiday. Businesses would be closed- no one would have to miss work.

While we are at it, make it a giant celebration. Lower the drinking age to 18 so Soldiers can legally get a drink. Keep the bars open all night starting midnight the day of election day. Cities will have fireworks. Frats will have keggers. There will be parades.

Also, why do you have to register? Honestly its just a barrier to keeping the lower classes (and often less enthused) from voting. If you can show ID in any form that shows you are a citizen (SS Card, Drivers License, Birth Certificate, Green Card), then you should be able to vote. Why add the extra steps????

KBS 'Cross Report

So, I manned up and got back in the saddle and raced the Kelly Benefits Strategies 'Cross race.

I need more blood! My legs just shit out after a couple laps. Once again I was with the leaders for the first couple laps and then I just couldn't hold pace at all. I started dropping back, got passed by a couple guys and then Evan Fader caught me and I got on his wheel for the last 3 laps.

Somewhere around the end of lap 2 I downshifted pretty hard at a bad moment and tweaked my deraileur. Never done anything like that before. So for the next few laps the chain would pop off of the casssette under power every couple crank revolutions. So I had to stay in the saddle and stay smooth - that cost me good time for sure.

I pulled a pretty stupid move in the sandpit that cost Fader a bunch of positions which I felt pretty bad about, but that's racing. He was trying to ride the sandpit and was getting through it, although losing time for sure, and I ran up on his inside carrying my momentum and just plowed into him. I think that if I didn't knock Fader of his bike he might have been able to catch the leaders and I might have been able to drag on his wheel. Maybe.

Oh well. Came in for 6th.

Freakin' Great Ride....

It makes no sense.

I was supposed to race Cross today, but I've been having this problem the last week where every night I wake up in a sweat. I mean completely drenched. Me and the bed. So its hard to go back to sleep when your bed is soaking wet. I've also had this problem on and off for the last several months.

Well last night I woke up withe same thing and my chest hurt kinda badly. So I was freaked out. When the alarm went off at 6am I felt like shit, probably because I was dehydrated from sweating, and decided to not race since I had been sick for the past two weeks and didn't want to have a shitty Fall riding season because I pushed it too hard too soon.

So I decided to go for a little ride around 11am. Holy shit. I felt fantastic. No chain day. Best I have felt since Collegiate Nationals May '07. Legs turned over nice and smooth. I was bombing descents and railing turns faster than I had in a long time. The bike felt perfectly comfortable. And I was pushing 2-3 gears higher for a given effort than I have been as of late.

What gives? I mean, its nice to have such a great ride and the weather was mind-blowingly perfect, but if I could have used that for a race?! Oh well....

It was a beautiful day. I wish I could have video cameras hooked directly to my eyes and record the whole ride and play it back at will just to capture that feeling. It would be great for a trainer workout. Something about fall rides...I think because the sun is lower in the sky so the light is a little more orange..its like a day-long sunset.