Another Wednesday night race in the bag. I came in third with a bunch of excuses but a third is a third. I’m moving up to sport my next race. I have some other goals in my brain working over. Including upping milage for the month of June & finishing a bike build.
I’ll have a better write up tomorrow – I think.
It’s dumping out. Which means that the race at Catawba tonight will be cancelled AGAIN. I’ll hold off to switch my gearing until around 3′sh. See if it gets cancelled, if not I’ll switch my gears and show up.
Off to work
What was I talking about again? Oh yes, NOTHING. I’ve been busy being busy. Let’s do a quick recap and then get back to life.
Today which is Tuesday. I worked till 5 and then scooted myself over to Renni where I rode with the Dirt Divas. I really ended up riding with Melanie & Ben, but let’s pretend here. We rode both loops of the trail and then bullshitted in the parking lot for a while. The ride was good, enough to spin my legs out and push up some hills but I’m really not tired from the actual ride.
Yesterday which was Monday. A few of us went up to Poplar Tent. The actual ride was great. Poplar Tent is one of the more technical riding in the area so it works on all my issues in one full loop. We have climbing, we have decending, we have logs and all that fun stuff. I can tell I am improving. I didn’t ride 100% of the trail but maybe by the end of the year I’ll be pretty close to it.
Sunday – oh man Sunday. I woke up early and went riding with the CHADSTER out to Waxhaw. We rode past Bolt Brothers and there was a street festival happening. The shop wasn’t opened yet so we continued on our ride. Riding up a gradual incline (not even a hill) a spoke goes. BLING. Front spoke, low spoke count & I still have 10 miles to go. The wheel is all out of wack, moving so much side to side that it is taking my caliper with it. My avg drops from 17 to 10 within 10 miles. This means I am riding roughly 5-6mph. It sucked, but shit happens and nothing is broken that can’t be fixed. It just means I am off my road bike until Thursday or so. I had to order in some bling bling spokes for the bling wheel. The ride was good – I enjoy Chads company. He makes things seem so much better & a happy person in general. Something wasn’t there in my legs but base is still only 1/4 of the way through.
Tomorrow is my first ride at Catawba. Supposedly the best riding, and hardest in the Charlotte area. It also happens to be the second race of my summer series quest. Why do I do the easiest and then hardest trails in the area to race? We all know the answer to this. I’m insane. Not as much as Team Dicky – but insane still.
This is my past few days. I work tomorrow and then ride. Thursday I ride and then work. Friday I repeat. Friday night my lovely girlfriend is coming to visit for the weekend and Saturday night my lovely friend Andrew is visiting for the weekend as well. Exciting to all of you – but this blog is meant to keep family up with the times.
I ordered a few lovely products in this week including a bladder for my new (slightly used) WingNut, some Electrolyte tablets, socks and I forget what else. Christmas in June right?
Now go ride your damn bike instead of reading this. The weather is amazing here, and I’m working on my warrior farmers tan.
Found this amusing –
http://thisnext.com/blog/2006/05/a_bazillion_bike_blogs/index.html
“I don’t know what it is about cyclists and blogs but the two seem as inseperable as GU and sticky fingers. Bikers blog more than anyone in the world; bikeblog.com is proof. Browsing its compendium of blogs is addictive and is a testament to the strength of the cycling community. I’m impressed both with the sheer volume of blogs represented and by the individual who tirelessly explores the Web.”
That’s what I got. In my lungs and nose. The thick kind too. I didn’t ride this morning do to phlegm in my lungs – making me whistle when I breathe & also making me restless at night.
Tonight I plan on going to bed around 11pm and getting up early enough to drive 30 minutes to ride with the CHADSTER. Hopefully we’ll turn over 40 miles. Monday another 40 with Ethan, grub ride at night & then an active recovery day Tuesday inorder to calm my legs down before CATAWBA on Wednesday night.
I have to regear my ss for Wednesday night. I’m thinking 34×22. We’ll see what I can find in Ethan’s Bargain Basement.
That’s my plan for the next few days. I’m a bit freaked out about the race Wednesday but it will put Catawba and the Cowbell Challenge. Am I truely on the crazy road to the end of my short life or will I survive and be that much stronger?
Now I’m done babbling. Come ride with me – whoever you are.
Brother Sunshine this is for you.
Jeannie this one is only for you.
