i don't have high speed internet at home, and surfing at work is verboten. the speed (i use that word lightly) we get at home is a joke, you would think that a brand new neighborhood would have better speed for dial up, the one box serving the whole neighborhood makes for pitiful surf. maybe i can share a high-speed connection with a neighbor but the thought of paying $500 for hardware and then another $70/month for service. the geek in me would rather figure out a way around the hardware cost and share a high connection with someone. little b is becoming such a little person. he has been skiing with shaubie two days in a row, he talks the whole time, in his own language pointing out the new things he sees for the first time. number one is his favorite, he sits on the couch talking to him and getting as close to crawling as he can without actually crawling to get closer to jackson. today the ride was a bit chillier than normal, the wind bit through my jacket and forced the neck gaiter farther up my face. it was too cold for the little critters to come out and play. the moon was so bright you didn't even need the headlight. riding into town the whole sky was lit so bright that you could see the rocks up top on the ski area and the chutes that they form. i love the jackass drivers that feel the need to pass you even though you're going the speed limit through a neighborhood. those are the people that need that special first lung cookie of the day on their window.

the simple act of riding into work, 15 minutes on my bike, through the snow is all it takes to feel better about my day, and feel better about me. i made up my thermos of green chai, added the right amount of soy milk and hopped right on my machine. i know it's a short ride but it just feels so good! tomorrow i'll do a bit more on the way in, maybe hit something a bit more interesting. the bike is showing a season of racing, and i didn't race a ton on the mtb. i need a sponsor to give me a new kit every year, i can't afford $600 bucks for new stuff every season. but if i rode for someone i would feel the pressure to produce. a feeling i have dealt with in the past and not been happy with. the tao says that the beginners mind is the key to success. when i was standing on the start line wondering if this race would get me the result to get a ride for next year i wasn't happy with how it made me ride. now that i'm more free to ride/race as i please every race is a good one. no pressure to do well, other than pride. sposorship is a tough thing to swallow, luckily i have had the kind of help that allows flexibility, wtb was the best, they thought more of a marketing type sponsorship, showing the products off at races, letting people ride my bike and see the stuff was better than results on their own. my luck is good, especially when you get to ride the best products. stuff doesn't break that way, if you have just enough money for little bits of maintenance it will work perfectly. a few years ago i wasn't in that knid of situation, and i shot myself in the foot in the process. i hadn't switched out my chain like i do now (1st of the month all season, both bikes) and i had a bad wheel, the rim was worn through on the braking surface. these two factors came to light in two consecutive races, in the first my chain snapped as i was chasing down the leader in a local series mtb race and the wheel failed at a vail world cup race a week later, one dnf and the other a limp home in 17th place. stupid moves certainly on my part, easily fixed with a bit of forethought. luckily i was leaving a few days later for mammoth where the wtb crew would fix me up with new wheels! without a sponsor like that i'd be sunk, poor mtb racers are everywhere, this saved my season, i left mammoth with a 10th place and new wheelset! now i know, new chains and wheels go a long way to avoiding mechanicals, simple things in life make it worth it. enjoy the wheel thanks for reading

hopefully soon we will be on a beach, sand in our toes, waves lapping at our feet. b may not visit hawaii before age 1. i figure my wait was 34 years or so to get there, he can wait a couple years himself. i feel tired, not the kind of tired you get from riding a lot but the tired you get from standing around a desk all day, say at a rec center style setting. i have a headache to go along with my desire to be fast but not strong enough to get on the rollers right now. maybe tomorrow i'll get an hour or so on them but right now sleep is paramount to rollers. oh that and food. maybe food will cure the headache and i can do an hour later. i hate not riding to work, at least that gives me 40 minutes on the bike to play with, usually pretty entertaining too. i'm psyched to watch a video i got at the end of last winter that i still haven't watched. i forget what the race is, one of the northern classics. hopefully by mid-february i can get to arizona or somewhere warm for a few days of warm weather riding. not that i want to do three hundred miles in three days, but a few four hour days in a row would be great. the warmth would do me wonders for motivation as well. with hawaii a month off and the idea of beach for seven days and no bike will be a welcome break from the winter rhythm. i just need to get on the rollers and do my work, maybe even some pseudo-structured work to maximize my time on the bike. outdoor stuff for now can be fun mellow work, later on it will be more important to do the work.

my days are good when i spend them with little b. i don't always ride but that kind of stress can wait till january when there is more of a sense of urgency. two days in a row with him are fun, we do little errands and watch baby bach, baby mozart and soon baby van gogh. we don't really do a whole lot, more visits about town, and a few jobs that shaubie gives us. he is fun all the time, even when he craps himself we have fun. he laughs at me more than anyone and is happy to just play staring games.

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first real road ride for winter, but not winter weather. 3 hours of quality, very fun to get out and get a bit of mileage. strange 60+ and sunny. the bike was great and the body was perfect. a few steep little yips were good to keep the legs sharp and ready. no coffee stop, i try to get one of these stops on every ride, the pace was mellow enough that i stayed hungry the whole time. we weren't far from a place that sells krispy kreme doughnuts, evan wanted to make the detour, but it was too late by the time we decided it might be a good idea. sometimes during these rides i actually feel like a real athlete. i got home in time to give shaubie a break from the boy. we rode some of the normal roads in denver/chatfield area just different directions on some. tim was riding super-strong, near the end we came to this hill that was at home in san fran. tim riding his cross bike with heavy aero wheels and stout fat slicks danced right up it, no trouble. the rest of us were struggling to make it and he wasn't even breathing, just going away laughing. i feel the best when i eat right. the last few days, we are on a good diet the food makes me feel energized, good proper portions. the rest of my system is thanking me. food is such a big part of my life if i don't eat right i feel like a overfed veal locked in a crate the size of a shoebox. it seems that i resemble a johnny cash song when i fall away from a good diet. maybe tomorrow i'll try to stay hydrated, rested and well fed.

a blog before bed, last night was bad. after all that beckham went through yesterday he got us back for putting him through it. i lost count at 5 wake-ups, not that i blame him it was hard on all four of us, though jackson was smart and just stayed downstairs. he just wouldn't sleep for more than 30 minutes. oh well life with a baby! motorists are in full-on winter invincibilty mode. the asshole factor is very high in breck right now. i tried to cross a lane of traffic to get home and the cars were pissed that i got in their way and they had to slow. why can't they just realize that they are not the only ones out there. the suv is not the savior. the car is just one more way to get around. it is ok to ride a bike in winter, we'll be just fine if you give us just a bit of room. thanks for the vent more tomorrow with a better point

my life is very good right now, i appreciate every bit of my son's excitement about life. the way he sees a new thing and the joy it brings him warms me. he is just now sitting up on his own, he'll sit and play with a new toy a make the coolest noises to relay his happiness with the toy. i'm ready to train again. the bike is going to start getting some more work, little spins will become more involved efforts, the rollers will find their out of the shed and into living room. the video stack will again be circulated to entertain me for the hours spent staring at the idiot box, sweating and hopefully riding the fixy a bit to off set the hours and hours on the gears. maybe the mtb will play more of a part with after work spins on the roads and maybe not becoming the newest hood ornament for a texas-cadillac (chevy suburban) the car that i hate the most, it epitomizes the glut that is america, the crass-commercialism and conspicuous-consumption that pervades our society, that, and one killed a friend of mine too! it gets to be hard giving the finger to some asshole-motorist through lobster paw mitts. but maybe if i ride the same trails enough i can get them packed down so i'm not hike-a-biking through 2 feet of snow. perhaps travis will ride some of the trails on his new single to make for more travelers on the singletracks. the diversity of bikes will make winter work very good, maybe i can leave my stuff at the nordic center again this winter and ride over there and back for the after work ski club. maybe better lights are in order for dodging idiots and elk to get home from the nordic center. oh well it beats trying to cram a winter of work into the month of march.

i got in a great road ride thanksgiving morning, the bike felt great and it was good to be home on the machine that took me so many places this year, the sun was out and that made the 35 degree air feel a bit warmer. i did a mellow little loop around loveland and made a great pitstop at starbucks for a gingerbread latte, it was amazing, i sat inside enjoying my beverage, radiohead playing on the mp3, the perfect little break on a chilly ride. the legs were good, the lungs a bit gummy, even now as i write this i feel the little cookies lingering in the upper reaches of my chest. whenever i get to ride after a little break (this one was 3 weeks of only commutes, no real training) i remember just how much i enjoy the bike, i appreciate the luck i have to be able to enjoy this beautiful machine in any weather. thanksgiving is a very odd holiday, followed by my least favorite holiday, xmas. i don't know much about holidays in other countries but it seems odd to have a meal be the center of the day (thanksgiving), no real celebration of the history behind this day just a big meal and way too much food. i know that i'm a bit of scrooge when it comes to holidays, i really don't like the crass commercialism that seems to override the real meaning of a holiday. i wonder if it's like this in europe, or africa or south america? do they blow a months pay on gifts for family and friends that would prefer just time spent together, or maybe that's just me, i'd want that instead. as a kid i never liked the way i felt around the holidays, i always wanted this or that, almost to the point where i expected those over priced presents, at some point, about age 10 or so i realized that i didn't really deserve to get all the gifts that were given to me. i started to feel even more sheepish around the holidays, then i got to the point where i resented the whole process all together. now with little b in the picture i have to insulate him from my dislike of commercial holidays. he shouldn't have to see the world through his father eyes. thanks for letting me vent......

i got in a great road ride thanksgiving morning, the bike felt great and it was good to be home on the machine that took me so many places this year, the sun was out and that made the 35 degree air feel a bit warmer. i did a mellow little loop around loveland and made a great pitstop at starbucks for a gingerbread latte, it was amazing, i sat inside enjoying my beverage, radiohead playing on the mp3, the perfect little break on a chilly ride. the legs were good, the lungs a bit gummy, even now as i write this i feel the little cookies lingering in the upper reaches of my chest. whenever i get to ride after a little break (this one was 3 weeks of only commutes, no real training) i remember just how much i enjoy the bike, the process, making sure i have enough layers, venting options, pumping up the tires, i appreciate the luck i have to be able to enjoy this beautiful machine in any weather. thanksgiving is a very odd holiday, followed by my least favorite holiday, xmas. i don't know much about holidays in other countries but it seems odd to have a meal be the center of the day (thanksgiving), no real celebration of the history behind this day just a big meal and way too much food. i know that i'm a bit of scrooge when it comes to holidays, i really don't like the crass commercialism that seems to override the real meaning of a holiday. i wonder if it's like this in europe, or africa or south america? do they blow a months pay on gifts for family and friends that would prefer just time spent together, or maybe that's just me, i'd want that instead. as a kid i never liked the way i felt around the holidays, i always wanted this or that, almost to the point where i expected those over priced presents, at some point, about age 10 or so i realized that i didn't really deserve to get all the gifts that were given to me. i started to feel even more sheepish around the holidays, then i got to the point where i resented the whole process all together. now with little b in the picture i have to insulate him from my dislike of commercial holidays. he shouldn't have to see the world through his father eyes. thanks for letting me vent......

i got in a great road ride thanksgiving morning, the bike felt great and it was good to be home on the machine that took me so many places this year, the sun was out and that made the 35 degree air feel a bit warmer. i did a mellow little loop around loveland and made a great pitstop at starbucks for a gingerbread latte, it was amazing, i sat inside enjoying my beverage, radiohead playing on the mp3, the perfect little break on a chilly ride. the legs were good, the lungs a bit gummy, even now as i write this i feel the little cookies lingering in upper reaches of my chest. whenever i get to ride after a little break (this one was 3 weeks of only commutes, no real training) i remember just how much i enjoy the bike, the process, making sure i have enough layers, venting options, pumping up the tires, i appreciate the luck i have to be able to enjoy this beautiful machine in any weather. thanksgiving is a very odd holiday, followed by my least favorite holiday, xmas. i don't know much about holidays in other countries but it seems odd to have a meal be the center of the day (thanksgiving), no real celebration of the history behind this day just a big meal and way too much food. i know that i'm a bit of scrooge when it comes to holidays, i really don't like the crass commercialism that seems to override the real meaning of a holiday. i wonder if it's like this in europe, or africa or south america? do they blow a months pay on gifts for family and friends that would prefer just time spent together, or maybe that's just me, i'd want that instead. as a kid i never liked the way i felt around the holidays, i always wanted this or that, almost to the point where i expected those over priced presents, at some point, about age 10 or so i realized that i didn't really deserve to get all the gifts that were given to me. i started to feel even more sheepish around the holidays, then i got to the point where i resented the whole process all together. now with little b in the picture i have to insulate him from my dislike of commercial holidays. he shouldn't have to see the world through his father eyes. thanks for letting me vent......