piles

i'm lacking revolutionary thoughts this week, i know what i want to do but i don't know exactly how i want to do it. today i'll move around some parts on the bikes to get the cross bikes made into a winter bike. then sell one of them. pics at some point. the next goal is the commando run which should take 3-5 hours, a good day in the backcountry. aside from a six hour day on the bike that's about the only real goal i have for the remainder of winter. i like this:

I got bad coordination Stuck a pencil in my eye I can hardly wait to get back home Why is everybody gettin' paranoid? I's only havin' fun Scum-bags and superstars Tell me your names I'll make a bet, you're both the same I can see my lifetime pilin' up Reaching from my bedroom to the stars I can see the house where I was born When I was growin' up - they say that I could never keep my trousers up I remember days and crazy nights

not enough sleep last night to warrant going out and really doing something today, about 4 hours after it was totaled. the boy was having none of it. 2 am wake up and not a wink from there on. the bike kept the night from melting into the day.

more polyester pants brigade

the polyester pants didn't have such a good week, i don't know if i saw one of them and the other was exceptionally unfit, i think it was colic or maybe a stone of some sort, can you get that from nicotine and diet dr. pepper? i find it really impressive to miss that much work from your own gluttony and sloth. enough of that, it really is best i didn't get to nats. no, i haven't gone beyond that whole bullshit situation.

number one and me

great few days, four hours on the road friday. escaped the tundra to be on the bike for the right amount of time, still feel good, not unfit, plenty of time to get roadfit, willamette is back on the calendar for late april. i should go. good mini group fast legs will come right now early base work. sunday was really cool, not being the core-ski tourist a lot of my peers are what i did felt pretty cool to me, skiied the peaks trail to frisco from breck. it was snowing and the trail was only lightly tracked. what a perfect ski, me and the dog, not too many other trail users. tomorrow ski with one of the big guns to frisco same as sunday. should be about 30 minutes faster than i did it with number 1. strong effort to get the winter work done in more than one way.

ski

great ski yesterday with shaubie and number 1 up on sally barber trail. since the temps haven't warmed up, at all, the snow is great. something about touring that i like, i think of the jack london stories and the scandinavians skiing around the tundra eating lutefisk makes me appreciate it more than if i did it without knowledge of the history behind what is a sport to us now. pictures tonight.

out

the polyester pants brigade is in full effect today, that permanent thousand yard scowl. maybe we cure cancer today. new challenges soon, i hope! short one to temper the ennui, 1 pm out, ski a while and then maybe ski some more. i keep looking for the solution in the bottom of whatever it is i'm looking thru. counterproductive. all i want these days is silent sports, keeping pace with the voices in my head.

our surfeit will be our demise.

my own guide is getting savvy. the pices fit together, the less you have to put out the better it all goes.

feast or famine

trying to fall asleep last night after two rest days was more of a challenge than i wanted. the retarded cat purrs like a popcorn machine, too distracting. i finally fell asleep and dreamt of circus clowns riding manatees.

next is this

with the holidays safely in the past i can look at the months leading to the first few tests. the wins in cross season really helped the motivation for this winter. ski well, train smart and maybe win a road race this year as well as a few good fat tire results.

oddin

too nasty to get motivated to go outside yesterday for any kind of work. went to the pool with b, he puked. pretty substantial amount too. now i have a few days to fill with nordic skiing until i can get back out on the road. been reading a lot lately, went from einstein to chounaird's business practices. both guys mention that they came up with ideas pertaining to physics or business while riding bikes. i guess the bike can clear the head and fill it at the same time.

cross

i hope if anyone (all 3 of you) who reads this blog and likes cross that you have followed the race journals of the guys in belgium right now hitting the big events with the belgian mafia. the scene is surreal in the way they explain it. frites, beer, cigarette smoke that you not only smell in the parking lot but ride right thru on the course. maybe i'll get to ride there someday, regardless it's cool to read about the guys i race with throwing elbows in belgium. follow brandon's chocolate waffles and cross & (beer) on velonews and tonkin's cyclocross blog on cyclocrossworld. velonews
cyclocrossworld
eurocrossers

two days

two days off in the warmth of an easy winter for riding in the fort. some of the worst wind i have ever ridden thru, blown off the road twice. walking for a bit to warm up the feet and get past that stretch of wind the bike was horizontal, 40-50 mph wind. stiff. to the guy in the flat bed black dualie who gunned it as he passed me in hygiene, may you enjoy the cancer you'll certainly get from inhaling the fumes of your piece of shit truck. it didn't get much better when i tried to go into safeway this old bag almost runs me over with her lark scooter, i guess old people in the front range are acting up, that's what a mild winter does to the old bitties. the elk i saw this morning walking up the hill after an early swim looked pretty happy, morning swim in horsetooth, great way to wake up.