Racing ... Sort Of

Agro pissed at taking 2nd in the Masters Men's A race

Max working his way to a 4th place in the Juniors 10-14 cat.

I started well but had some rear wheel issues and after a change finished right near the rear.

It's Back

Sort of.  It's on the other foot now.  I was planning on racing yesterday but that goiter, family, and the course description got in the way.  As it is, I will not be able to race for the next few weekends and yesterday was a 'just because' race so I nixed it; had plenty of shit to do as it was.  Plus, I want some mud, please.  And 3 weeks of 'heal' time, if you will pardon the pun.  

Anyway, gotta run.  Hah.  

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El Dorado Hills: 1st and 9th

Yup, me and ole El Agro got out and mixed it up on the dog track.  He kicked ass and won his race, while I ended up in 9th for my first race back after a year off with injury.  Not a bad outing, if I do say so myself.  

YOU CAN READ ABOUT IT HERE

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Bitchin' Tam Sesh with The Puppster

Honestly, there is nothing quite like a Mt. Tam shred with a friend.  We stole out early and made like thieves among the redwood trees and roots and rocks and had a brilliant shred.  There is really no other way to say what happened other than we wore ear-to-ear smiles for the rest of the day.  

There was one bad part.  My MTB started screaming at me and I am as of yet unsure whether she be broke or not?????

Any thoughts?

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I Am Writing a Weekly Column for Cycling Illustrated

Today's post is a simple one, one that should have you frothing at the mouth.  One that should have your backside alight with the prospect of awesomeness.  I am lucky enough to be allowed, for now, to write a weekly column for Cycling Illustrated .  If you have not heard of or checked out this sweet site I am afraid I must let you know that you are missing the boat.  It is a top notch news and color site that is all cycling all the time.  Simple.  I just handed off my first attempt at something real and we shall see if it gets posted any time soon.  I will certainly let you know. 

As for me.  Riding.  Lots of it.  Road.  MTB.  'Cross.  Dressing.  En toto. 

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The Tunnel of Redwood Love

I know it’s a Friday and I should not rant on the gateway to the weekend.  But rant I must, even though I took down Mark Weir on Strava for the KOM on this short little uphill piece by my house.  Yes, that Mark Weir.  So anyway, I was just riding along, having a great little road spin out through the redwoods because I am not sure if I will get to ride this weekend; daughter has a 2-day softball tournament and I am a coach.  We will travel and play both days so a ride is unlikely.  Anyway, on my home and up the last ascent to Big Rock and I am in the big ring and smiling and feeling great.  I am seriously looking forward to the descent, can taste it even.  As I near the top I cast a peak under my left armpit to see if any cars are coming.  Yup.  One.  I stomp on it and try to beat it over the top.  It speeds up and passes me right on the crest.  Oncoming traffic is honking at this genius because he is over the center line and he swerves right in front of me, narrowly missing a stream of oncoming cars.  And you know what?  I'm not pissed, just disappointed.  I was so looking forward to blasting that swooping descent.  Carving turns and flowing gracefully down the mountain, not setting any records, mind you, but fluid and smooth as it should be.  But no. This cat in his Oldsmobuick is managing about 16.3 mph and there is no room to pass because of the construction.  Seriously, dude!  That’s your move?  Sheeeeit, I think I need some new break pads after that debacle.  Now I know I am a cyclist and conscientious of other cyclists when I drive but all drivers should be cool and aware, way cooler and way more aware than that dude.   Well, that’s my Friday rant.   Enjoy your weekend and get out and ride for me because it looks like I wil be sequestered to the softball diamond all weekend – happily.

Oh, and that is the space shuttle Endeavour out my office window.  Just a day of history in the making.

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A Dirty Shorty

The picture above was taken at the halfway point, at the top of 680 trail.  My daughter has softball practice so today was a short effort day.

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