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Headed South For Turkey Day

We have the all loaded with kid stuff, bike stuff, and other instruments of destruction and are headed down to Atascadero to visit the in-laws. No, they are not residents at the hospital for the criminally insane, but one of them works there.

I think I found a nice little Turkey Day route for my honey and I.

Here is one of the beautiful roads we will get to see tomorrow morning.


If it really looks like that, this portion of the ride will kick more ass than any ride has ever kicked ass before. In a good way.

I am so glad my honey started riding, it's such a wonderful new thing that we share. And believe me, 22 years together, there isn't much we haven't done.
Funny thing, we were once told that we have spent many life times together and chose to come back just to find each other again. We have played many different rolls in many different relationships throughout many hundreds of years of history, but I think this is the first time we have done something like cycling together. So it really is something special.
I don't even know how to explain the emotion.

Have a Great Thanksgiving Everyone, and get yourself a good bottle of Zin to go with that Turkey!

Unacceptable Behavior!!!!

Merkeley Bike recently forwarded a message/rant from a father of a 10 year old boy who is in the hospital with a shattered elbow.
The incident happened at the recent Cross race where the Juniors were apparently ran with the Masters Bs. The incident reportedly happened when one of the Masters passed the boy and yelled for him to "get out of the way" then cut him off and caused him to crash.

I don't know what gets into some guys, but the way I see it moving obstacles are a part of the course when it comes to Cross and Mt. Bike racing.

Acting like an Ass is completely unacceptable!

Acting like an Ass and causing a child severe injury...beyond!

Now I am not suggesting that running the children with the men is a good idea, but the men should be Man enough to behave like mature adults.

If that were my boy... man I don't even know what I would do. Whatever would happen, I am pretty sure a good attorney would be needed to get me out of the clink. You Savvy?

No Mafuggin Gusta!!!

Hey, that's my trainer!

My wife is trying to steal my trainer.

I told her I can't ride at lunch today and was going to ride the trainer back in the bike shop and she said she was riding.

It's mine, it's mine, it's mine...you can't have it!

I guess there are worse problems in life :-)

Untitled

For the title I actually wrote "Untitled".


I was going to take a shower this morning, but we were out of cold water.

Being Dick really sucks

I really hate having to be a dick, but there are moments that I am left with no choice.

I try very hard to have faith in people, give them the benefit of the doubt, and trust that they "Get It", yet I am left dumb founded by people who have little pieces of paper hanging on their wall that says they are smarter than me. "How can someone so smart come up with this stuff?"

That's it! I am going for a long ride on a short road and I am not coming back.

Or maybe I will do the World's biggest bunny hop out of a cargo plane at cruising altitude...without a parachute.
I think I can clean it.

This weeks training log.

Monday:
Electro-shock torture using Compex...45 Minutes
Easy Spin...60 Minutes
Jumping to conclusions repeats... 4 Hours.

Tuesday:
Electro-shock torture using Compex...90 Minutes
Easy Spin...90 Minutes
Bouncing Off walls...3 Hours
Flying off the handle...2 Hours
Mental Gymnastics...2 Hours
Jumping through hoops...4 Hours (followed by 2 hours of Jumping to conclusions)

Wednesday:
Electro-shock torture using Compex...2.25 hours
Running off at the mouth...90 Minutes (it was a light day)
Physical rest while watching the general population of Chicken Murderers make every mistake at an intersection known to man...2 Hours.

Retard at 4-way stop controlled intersection: "Diyah, I was the only one here when I pulled up but now there are cars in all directions just sitting there, I am not so sure what I am supposed to do."
Me parked in my car doing a traffic count: "Go you friggen moron, it's your Gawdamn turn!"