Friday, August 25, 2006

T-town Drama

I have been wanting to get into track racing (maybe next summer) up at the Lehigh Valley Velodrome. This, however, makes me reconsider:

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Pro ho

It used to be my blog didn't pass a day without some mention of procycling, but I just haven't felt up to making fun of the guys who actually train lately. That is until eternal 2nd place George Hincapie ate shit yet again moments from victory.

In the leader's jersey, moments from winning the Eneco Tour of Benelux, he decides to take an asphalt nap. Gorgeous George, for it finally to be a Cinderella story you really have to finish first.

A complacent George Hincapie doesn't really care about another loss.
"Hey," he thinks, "at least my wife is hotter than Sheryl Crow."


That being said, I will be on vacation in Tennessee and Blue Ridge Summit PA for the next week and a half. Here's to getting fat and complacent!

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Fat

I feel like crap. I think I'm fighting a cold, or allergies, or both. My legs felt like wood on the road today. I bet Big Jonny feels worse though:

Saturday, August 12, 2006

Saturday morning fever

Just returned from the Saturday morning Barksdale ride. I love group rides on the road. I love the cameraderie, the bullshitting, the pulling through, the way it seems to make typically monotonous road miles fly by. Today though, I was feeling some negative vibes.

I usually love the Barksdale ride. It's not too hard, it's got some nice people, and it's a decent length ride that doesn't trash your whole Saturday. It's advertised as 17-19 mph lot-to-lot, which I can usually pull on my own. That being said, I don't mind sitting on the front and pulling. I try and keep it steady, and close the gaps to anyone who decides to jump. I like to attack hard on the peppy section, which is allowed as far as I can tell.

Today, however, people seemed to be annoyed with me. Maybe I'm being over-sensitive, but I felt like some of the riders were upset when I was setting the pace. I always eased up when the group split up, I always waited at hill tops to regroup. And the average pace today was 18.5 - right in the pocket. I guess I just felt like it was ok to go harder when the ride leaders were feeling good, but any other time it wasn't ok.

I hope I'm reading too much into this. On the bright side, I got to catch up a little with Fat Marc. I haven't seen anyone from that crowd in a while and it was nice to see a friendly face.

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

It could happen to you...

Goddamn...

Above, ladies and gentlemen, is the man who started it all: Big Jonny of www.drunkcyclist.com.

He was riding his bike and was rear ended by a car doing 55 mph. They caught the fucker, but not until Jonny suffered multiple lumbar fractures. Just goes to show, the road ain't safe, so take it easy out there. And take a couple shots of something strong for the Big Man.

Here's to a speedy and complete recovery.

Friday, August 04, 2006

Oh! I'm so rigid right now!

Fuck it. I'm impatient.

Rather than figure out whether or not I wanted to go rigid 29 with something beautifully crafted like a Sibex, I decided to throw Redline's shitty OEM rigid fork back on the Shit Pig.


The only issue was brake caliper alignment, as cheap Thai manufacturing pretty much defines this bike. This was remedied the ghetto fabulous way, with a washer on the hollow QR axle between the hub and dropout. Yeah I know the fork is only riding on half as much axle as it should be on the left side, but like I said, "Fuck it."

This weekend: Barksdale road ride and another day climbing at Birdsboro.

Thursday, August 03, 2006

I feel like...

I just got out of a studio session with Peter North and Cyntheria. Rolled out of the Middle Run Bird Sanctuary parking lot for a 2 hour singletrack romp with JF. Got back to the car soaked with sweat; If I had wrung out my jersey, shorts, helmet, gloves, socks, whatever, I probably could have ended east African drought for the next 3 years at least. This is 2 days in a row I've ridden the Middle Run-White Clay-Judge Morris loop, and I picked the 2 hottest days yet of the summer.

Biking amazes me sometimes in that one day I feel like a soiled chamois, and the next I feel like I've been dropping ecstasy with Big Jan (or whatever he does to stay good but just sub-par). Sunday I couldn't move my legs despite investing 25 bucks in the last nail to seal my racing coffin. Yesterday I felt solid, but wasn't pushing the pace too hard because I was riding with some of my slower work compatriots. Today, with JF taking to the singlespeed like Floyd to whiskey with beer chasers, I felt amazing.

I've been considering making the Shit Pig rigid again, either with her stock 26" fork, or with a 29er rigid fork and matching 29" front wheel for shits and grins. So today, I rode with my fork locked out. No suspension just to try it out. I don't know if it was that, or the fact that we rode the MR-JM-WC loop (see below) backwards from normal, but I felt amazing. I felt on top of my [humble] +2 gearing, I was connecting lines I never saw before, I wasn't touching my brakes. I wish I rode like this all the time.


Any thoughts on the rigid 29er front end? I've grown used to having the front end lifted off the ground from running a too-big travel fork, so I don't think the head angle will be an issue. I'd welcome any input.