Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
Without kids I would have never discovered the wet wipes. I am forever hooked.
Changing the subject....Mueller Park in Bountiful is one of the best night rides around. Very long climb which means a very long donwhill. All single track in the thick trees. And they have a Denny's that stays open all night about 3 miles from the trail head.
French Toast Slam with eggs over medium. Mmmmm.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
check out the orange Chris King hubs
My new singlespeed is built up. Thanks to the Revolution team for their help!
I wanted to wait until I got it a little dirty before I posted a pic. Kind of like when I was a kid with new white tennis shoes. I was always embarrassed to wear them until they had some dirt and scuff marks on them.
It has exactly one ride on it. Enough to know I that I really, really like it. Something about the Niner geometry that just feels right. I'm running a 34x20 for the rest of the season but might go back to the 32x20 eventually.
I met Tony, Jon, and Trent yesterday after work to test it out. The ideal testing grounds needed to include both the Jacob's downhill and the Clark's climb. We went up and down Jacobs, down Ghost, up the new rock/stair section, and then up Clarks.
It's light and fast. Enough said.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Friday, September 19, 2008
One day during lunch, I was driving back to work in my new car with an ice cold Coke in my lap. Totally zoned out and listening to music. All of a sudden, I was blinded by a flash of light. One of those automatic speed limit machines had just tagged me speeding and it took my picture.
Several weeks later, I got a letter in the mail which included a ticket and a photo of me. I wish I could find that picture. It's the funniest thing. I had a huge smile on my face. Just happy to be alive with my Coke, music, and new car. Totally clueless that I was about to get a speeding ticket.
Last night, I loaded up the truck with my MTB and gear and had set off to meet the group for a night ride up AF canyon. I didn't have a Coke (although, I'm back on the DC wagon), I was listenting to some tunes, and feeling good. Totatlly clueless that I was about to get a speeding ticket. As I came down the south side of Suncrest, I was clocked doing 58 MPH in a 40 zone. Yep. I got a ticket.
I didn't get mad. How could I? I was about to spend the next 3 hours riding my bike at night on some of the best single track in the World.
Since I have a "biking slush fund account" and since this was on my way to a ride, It means I'll be cutting a check to the city of Highland instead of getting that nice new carbon bar.
Note: I took a shower when I got home this time.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
I made it back home by 11:30ish. I was pretty tired and didn't feel much like a shower. So I rinsed off my bald head in the sink to rid myself of the helmet stink and then threw on some pajama bottoms (to keep the dirt from getting on the sheets), and crawled into bed.
I don't know if Rachelle notices when I skip the shower and go straight to bed but we are one of those couples who have sides. So really, it shouldn't matter to her. If I'm fine with sleeping in my own filth. The extra 10 min of sleep is worth it.
Update: Still not a drop of Diet Coke but I have a feeling this weekend will change things. I don't want to live past the age of 70 anyway.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
May your thoughts and prayers be with me as I go through this difficult time in my life. I hope to see you on the other side. Maybe we can share stories over a nice tall glass of chocolate milk.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
Jamie needs to learn how to clear away the bushes before he naps. When he awoke, he was covered in thorns and in the worst possible spot. Especially before a 20 minute downhill.
Photo taken by Dug
He pleaded with the group (Dug, Tony, Sam, Jon L., Brad P., and me) to help pull these out, but we weren't about to fall for his trick.
We celebrated the success of the ride with some breakfast at Village Inn. We all ordered large quantities of food except for Brad P. (the only Pro rider in the group). Brad kept it to a slice of pie and a cup of hot chocolate. I guess that's why Brad is the Pro.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
What do you do when that happens?
Would it be acceptable to go get my mountain bike from my truck and roll over to his cube and start practicing my track stand? No. It would not be appropriate. So why do golfers feel like it's acceptable to start swinging?
I hate golf. HATE it.