Devastational

I drove a lot this past week. First to Massachusetts, then Canada; repeat then back south. Mostly I went to race my mountain bike in Canada. My bike is falling apart and dudes who race for UCI points are fast. I promptly had my pride handed to me in a doggy bag. The courses were fun so even when you're losing you still can have fun pedaling. Mix one part devastation with one part motivational and you can sum up my races with devastational.

I started around 70th and finished around 40th. Bonus points for super fun riding in Western Mass between races and super fun riding partner friend Justin (Wolverine: see blog right) who went crazy fast and furious to start in the 70s and finish in the 20s.

Since I won't be able to get a new bike as quickly as I would I'll probably make mtb season end early and start 'cross training.

Mullet-Hawk

I want to do the right thing. When the time comes I want to be sure that my new hair cut will make me faster. I plan to straddle the fine line between mullet and mohawk, which will be henceforth referred to as the mullet-hawk. I can barely contain my excitement. Just thinking about my new haircut is making my legs more vascular, my quads bigger and my tan lines more defined. This could be the competitive edge I need heading to Canada.

A quick google-style image inquiry into the world of the 'euro-mullet' yielded shocking results: cyclists have been using the mullet-hawk as an ergogenic aid for quite some time.

Exhibit A: http://speedtheorycyclingteam.blogspot.com/2008/04/will-train-make-his-winning-move-in.html




Coincidence? I think not.


Exhibit B: http://djones.myncblogs.com/2008/12/02/is-the-euro-mullet-still-in-style/
very coincidental. The mullet featured here is on my NCSU 'cross teammate Brain Sain's head.





Exhibit C: http://goodtimecyclingblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-well-well-tim-johnson.html
It apparently works equally as well for cyclocross.

I fell down

I don't usually crash my bike, but last Sunday I fell down. I wasn't paying attention and rode my front wheel off the side of a wooden bridge. The bridge was covered with roofing shingles for added traction which felt less than wonderful against my skin as I face-planted into it.

Considering the fact that my wheel fell out out on the first lap and I crashed on the second lap, the fact that I still won was enough to take the sting away.

Photos and results:

http://documents.clubexpress.com/documents.ashx?key=usxJ6E6EJ0KdUoAmMJIYisao6xqgbNaZK3uNt3JWy3EZW8To8cVBuejNkgqz89y81odOlIUIuuM%3d
http://www.ecvelo.org/content.aspx?page_id=22&club_id=984060&module_id=49780














The Euro-mullet makes me faster.

Naked

While I was riding the other day I spotted a naked red head in someone's front lawn. I thought I had seen a hawk until I realized she was a vulture. Bummer. In related news the fox's head is on the right side of the road, while the rest of his body lies in the median. James Slaughter Barbecue Thanksgiving Fire Sausage Road that is.

On my way out

As I was leaving my house today I thought aloud, "am I forgetting anything?"

To which I answered, "I don't remember."

Please note that I was not talking to myself. I was thinking out loud, with my mouth. Only crazy people talk to themselves, but it's ok to think once in a while. Just be sure to stifle this regularly with copious amounts of television.