Pump Track Nation, Snow up high and DZ out of Giro
Pissed that DZ is out of the Giro. Crash and thats it. So it goes with racing. Thats one of the reasons why I pretty much don’t do it anymore. You train your ass off and then it can be taken away from you by your own fault or the fault of another. The whole building fitness is another reason I don’t race, and boy I was fully aware that I lacked fitness when I went up Royal Street today. For those of you not from the area, its about a 900ft climb in 4 miles or so. It was fun, but boy was I slow.
At least I was fast on the pump track, where I spent most of my day. Kim and I ‘freshened’ it up all day yesterday and today while drinking beer and listening to pirate music. And by pirate music I mean songs from the 1700’s performed by the likes of Jack Shit, Nick Cave, Baby Gramps, etc. Ha, thought you knew some cool shit about music huh?
Hey, its bike to work week bitches. I hope you do. We’ll be at the Yarrow at 7am on Fri for some fun.
And last and least, Lance Armstrong has opened up his bike shop. And by his bike shop I mean the shop he will pay someone to run in Austin TX. Talk about love-hate. I love that he’s a world champ and tour winner. The doctor in me loves all the fund raising he does. He even send my man fattys’ wife Karen a little message. Too bad it said ‘Win’ and she’s going to die in 45 days. But, maybe I should focus on the hope and not whine. Maybe It’s best to fight to the end. I’ve had many races that I was racing for 50th place and I fought just as hard as if I was racing for 1st. I’m not here to judge, I’m just here to fix your teeth and your bikes. Maybe it’ll be a great shop after all. Shit, maybe I’ll sell my shop to Lance. Maybe I’ll grow tits. My heart is with the mom and pop shops that will loose business so people can shop at a fucking Trek concept store.
