I apologize for the lack of cycling content...and I may be late to the party on this one, but this guy is hilarious...and speaks to me:
To make this cycling related, I went down to HP today and got blown out the back after one nasty pull....can't wait till spring.
Cheers...
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
The holy grail of videos...
Probably the most informational thing I've ever seen...although, how come all shop guys have a little too much muffin top?
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100th post!
Milestone...maybe. Improved writing...not really.
Lack of fitness helps in some respects to cycling when showing up on group rides cause it makes you have to work on the no-performance aspects of the bike. I went down to the Point on Monday at lunch and jumped in with the group after 3 to 4 weeks off...The wind was significant, but not killer and the pace was quick, but not deadly. My lack of form showed bad as I hurt after every pull I made and at points felt like I was holding on for dear life. Not being able to turn any screws, or for that matter, find any tools to do anything with, I had to work on trying to be efficient, making sure I was out of the wind (or as out of the wind as a 6'4" oaf can be), and knowing when I was on the verge of popping and should sit out a turn or two to be able to hang on till the end.
I'd like to say that we were pushing an average of 26 mph into the wind and 35+ with the wind...but really, it was monday and all the other guys were taking it easy and I was working my @ss off. Nice what 3+ weeks off the bike will do to you, eh?
Cheers...and here is to trying to get back in the groove of things.
Lack of fitness helps in some respects to cycling when showing up on group rides cause it makes you have to work on the no-performance aspects of the bike. I went down to the Point on Monday at lunch and jumped in with the group after 3 to 4 weeks off...The wind was significant, but not killer and the pace was quick, but not deadly. My lack of form showed bad as I hurt after every pull I made and at points felt like I was holding on for dear life. Not being able to turn any screws, or for that matter, find any tools to do anything with, I had to work on trying to be efficient, making sure I was out of the wind (or as out of the wind as a 6'4" oaf can be), and knowing when I was on the verge of popping and should sit out a turn or two to be able to hang on till the end.
I'd like to say that we were pushing an average of 26 mph into the wind and 35+ with the wind...but really, it was monday and all the other guys were taking it easy and I was working my @ss off. Nice what 3+ weeks off the bike will do to you, eh?
Cheers...and here is to trying to get back in the groove of things.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Why cyclists should not drive..
This may be a stretch as I don't feel like a cyclist these days, more of a poser-cyclist, but maybe that will change now that we're back from Michigan and the holidays are almost over.
Quick update/rant: super donut hole for the last two weeks. No miles, not even imaginary miles during my sleep. I dreamt of laziness, chicken and gravy, perogies, ham, stuffing, coffee, polish whiskey, and strohs in a can. Surprisingly my days were filled with the exact same things my dreams were. So not only did I bring back a couple of sweet presents from the in laws, I also brought back about ten pounds with me that I wasn't expecting...nice!
Now to the content that follows the title; Guys/gals who spend (or in my case, spent) a good portion of their day on a saddle over two wheels shouldn't spend too much time behind the wheel. Specifically, they should not spend more than 6 hours behind a steering wheel driving through states like Ohio and Pennsylvania. After 400 miles, two red bulls, a medium coffee, and about a pound of salted pretzels I noticed I was subconsciously bringing my road tactics to the "real" road. Note this case:
At one point, I was driving comfortably around 80 mph with about 3 or 4 cars behind me "pacing" my 15 mph over the speed limit. Nobody was coming around to take their share of the risk of getting pulled over and felt like they could leave me out there to be the sacrificial lamb if a cop decided to pull any of us over. I noticed this for about 15 minutes, and kept pulling into the middle lane to let someone pull through, but nobody wanted to do the work and were looking for free rides to Breezewood, PA. So at one point we came up on two trucks that were chugging up a hill in the right lane. The foursome behind me had left open a 2 second gap and I saw that the second truck was looking to pass the first. I passed the first truck and then saw that he immediately pulled out into the passing lane to follow me in passing the second truck (taking up the space between me and the four "wheel-suckers" behind me...so what did I do you ask?? I attacked of course! I dropped the hammer and ramped up the speed about an extra 15 mph and immediately gapped the truck who didn't have the snap to follow my acceleration. By the time he had passed the first truck and moved over back to the right lane, I had a good quarter mile on the foursome and never saw them again....textbook tactics.
I got an earfull from the wife, but felt that the cycling gods had to approve of my move....I kept doing stuff like that. If a car passed a caravan that I was in and nobody responded to the move or a car was blocking the front, I would attack and attempt to bridge up to the speeding car (this resulted in much yelling from within the car, but seriously...my role is to cover moves!).
I'm glad I don't drive very often...I could see myself getting a lot of tickets and then being thrown in jail by the cop for being insane after I tried to explain to him how my actions were logical and should be rewarded as opposed to punished.
Anyway, a belated Happy Holidays/Merry Christmas!
Cheers.
Quick update/rant: super donut hole for the last two weeks. No miles, not even imaginary miles during my sleep. I dreamt of laziness, chicken and gravy, perogies, ham, stuffing, coffee, polish whiskey, and strohs in a can. Surprisingly my days were filled with the exact same things my dreams were. So not only did I bring back a couple of sweet presents from the in laws, I also brought back about ten pounds with me that I wasn't expecting...nice!
Now to the content that follows the title; Guys/gals who spend (or in my case, spent) a good portion of their day on a saddle over two wheels shouldn't spend too much time behind the wheel. Specifically, they should not spend more than 6 hours behind a steering wheel driving through states like Ohio and Pennsylvania. After 400 miles, two red bulls, a medium coffee, and about a pound of salted pretzels I noticed I was subconsciously bringing my road tactics to the "real" road. Note this case:
At one point, I was driving comfortably around 80 mph with about 3 or 4 cars behind me "pacing" my 15 mph over the speed limit. Nobody was coming around to take their share of the risk of getting pulled over and felt like they could leave me out there to be the sacrificial lamb if a cop decided to pull any of us over. I noticed this for about 15 minutes, and kept pulling into the middle lane to let someone pull through, but nobody wanted to do the work and were looking for free rides to Breezewood, PA. So at one point we came up on two trucks that were chugging up a hill in the right lane. The foursome behind me had left open a 2 second gap and I saw that the second truck was looking to pass the first. I passed the first truck and then saw that he immediately pulled out into the passing lane to follow me in passing the second truck (taking up the space between me and the four "wheel-suckers" behind me...so what did I do you ask?? I attacked of course! I dropped the hammer and ramped up the speed about an extra 15 mph and immediately gapped the truck who didn't have the snap to follow my acceleration. By the time he had passed the first truck and moved over back to the right lane, I had a good quarter mile on the foursome and never saw them again....textbook tactics.
I got an earfull from the wife, but felt that the cycling gods had to approve of my move....I kept doing stuff like that. If a car passed a caravan that I was in and nobody responded to the move or a car was blocking the front, I would attack and attempt to bridge up to the speeding car (this resulted in much yelling from within the car, but seriously...my role is to cover moves!).
I'm glad I don't drive very often...I could see myself getting a lot of tickets and then being thrown in jail by the cop for being insane after I tried to explain to him how my actions were logical and should be rewarded as opposed to punished.
Anyway, a belated Happy Holidays/Merry Christmas!
Cheers.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Crazy Track Antics
Watch this and tell me whether the first wreck was intentional:
The second one is mind blowing. Who does that kind of sh!t? Wow.
Cheers.
The second one is mind blowing. Who does that kind of sh!t? Wow.
Cheers.
Friday, December 19, 2008
blah blah blah
I have nothing of interest to report.
1) I am riding only once a week...if that. Note that when I do ride, it is at 40mph+ and only up 20% grades...in the snow. I wish.
2) I think I'm gaining weight...but I'm not going to step on the scale.
3) I'm getting more grey hairs.
1+2+3 = not good times. Can't wait for summer.
1) I am riding only once a week...if that. Note that when I do ride, it is at 40mph+ and only up 20% grades...in the snow. I wish.
2) I think I'm gaining weight...but I'm not going to step on the scale.
3) I'm getting more grey hairs.
1+2+3 = not good times. Can't wait for summer.
Friday, December 12, 2008
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