Friday, August 29, 2008

Coolness factor: 100,000,000,000,000,000!

As seen on, a top-secret Niner prototype all-carbon rigid fork. All we know so far can be found here. It would seem like you'd get the ride of steel because of the shape of the fork legs, but the weight of carbon.

Again, coolness factor 100,000,000,000,000,000!

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Rain delay

It's been so long since it rained that I feel an entire post on the subject is completely justified. I did what most normal people would do when their outdoor activities are postponed due to weather - I curled up with a good book. The book is Lance Armstrong Performance Program written by Lance & Chris Carmichael. The "curling up" consisted of 60 minutes of countdown intervals in Zone 5. My total training hours for the week may be off due to the remnants of Fay, but my intensity will still be there.

I hate riding inside, so I seldom do. Instead I set my bike & trainer up on our front porch and overlook the passing traffic on my street. The looks I get from passers-by are priceless. It's like no one has ever seen anyone pushing themselves past their lactic threshold on a Cyclo Ops trainer before. Jeez, it's not polite to stare!

Pookie on the other hand likes to be hidden from view unless she's actually riding the bike, not just sitting still pedaling. She converted the breakfast nook into the cycling nook for an hour.

With the windows open to let in some cool air, she realized that cool and 100% humidity is worse than warmer and dryer.
We both appreciate the very much needed rain and the chance to do something different for a change in regards to our cycling workouts. The rain is supposed to stick around for three solid days - I'm sure we'll be more than ready to actually get the wheels rolling again once the sun reappears.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Search for Bigfoot - Day 1

Didn't find him. (Sorry - this is an old picture. Didn't mean to get your hopes up)

I'll look for him again tomorrow.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Kill Warren - Part I, II and III

After this past weekend's 18 Hours on the Farm race, I resumed the 10-12 hours per week training that I believe got me to a respectable level of fitness and fastness. Tuesday through Thursday would see varying distances, intensities and disciplines.

I began Tuesday with what was to be a "rolling" moderate ride through Starlight and Back Creek on the road bike. It seemed to be just that at the time, but a twinge in my legs as I finished up mile 25 of constant rollers reminded my that I just finished racing only a day and a half prior. In hindsight, I should have picked a flat route. Kill Warren Part I.

Wednesday's Classic 38 mile loop from Reserve Ave has a lightning bolt in the ride description for a reason. Feeling like I owed it to someone, (I'm not sure who - myself maybe?) I took it upon myself to take an 5 minute pull at 25 mph early on in the ride. DUH-UMB. I was off the back and climbing like it was my first day on a bike. I tried pulling on a couple other occasions, but had 10 seconds in my legs each attempt. Sad. I heard a constant sound of what seemed to be whimpering, like a little baby puppy crying for it's mommy. Turns out it was just me. Kill Warren Part II.

Thursday is our weekly mountain bike ride. I was gonna go easy. Yea, up the 1000 foot climb, down Guantlet (damn you, rigid singlespeed), up Trough and down Buck. I felt OK actually, except for the fact that my legs were destroyed before the ride started. Kill Warren Part III.

The killing continues this weekend.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

RACE REPORT - 18 Hours on the Farm "Scout's Honor" - Richmond, VA

If there's one thing that I've learned this year it's that 18 and 24 hour races are an absolute blast. You get to hang out with people that you usually hang out with anyway and eat, sleep, drink and race mountain bikes for an entire day.

This type of racing brings out the best in everyone. I for one will race harder for my buddies than I do for myself because I know that they're out there doing the same for me on their laps.

There are many short stories to tell about the "Scout's Honor" 18 hour race that I was fortunate enough to be asked to participate in. Here are a few of no particular order.

The Caravan
These things, these 18 our races, they take alot longer than 18 hours to unfold. Planning,'s alot harder than you think getting three teams of four racers, all of the necessary food, clothing and bicycles from point A to point B without some glitches. We were all to meet at Skippy's at 9:30 to form a rolling brigade of roof-top renegades...all the way from Roanoke to Richmond. We assembled as planned, all standing around looking at each other while leaning against our overloaded vehicles. "Who's got directions?" I'm not sure who it was that asked the question, but the expressions on all of our faces was priceless. Adam had directions. Good work Adam. We all failed test number one, I guess. All but Adam.

The train got to a rollin'. I-81 to I-64. Along the way my phone rang no fewer than 11 times. First it was Skippy checking to see if we needed to stop for gas. Then Chris called, then Skippy again. Then a random call from Ron wishing us all good luck. All 12 of us. Then as we neared Afton mountain, Skippy called to see if we needed to stop for gas and grub. It was time, so I said "sure". As we approached the exit, the phone rang again. "Hey, Adam says that one of the wheels on your rack looks loose. You may want to check it when we stop." As soon as I hung up the phone with Skippy, a loud "clunk" came from the right side of the car and the three of us in my Outback watched in awe as Chas' wheel bounced off the top of my car. Without saying a word, he opened the front passenger door, pulled the wheel in side and held it in his lap until we reached the Sheetz parking lot. Unscathed by the plunge off the roof, Chas' wheel - and mine too - made the rest of the trip in the back of Kristin's Xterra.

The Teams

Team Sasquatch - Adam, Chris, Dave and Dave
Does This Make My Butt Look Big? - Pookie, Kristin, McKenzie and Moe
4 Brothers from 4 Mothers - Me, Skip, Chas & Gordon

The girls of "Team Butt" had a challenge even before they got to the race. Their fourth team member had to bail because of an emergency, leaving them with three racers. Skip's wife Moe stepped in at the last minute to fill the void. She had never raced before - ever. That's quite a leap of faith if you ask me, and a real gesture of friendship. We're in awe Moe! You rock!

The Course
Dust. Choking, thick, tasteless, horrible dust. The 9.5 miles course was fast. I loved it. The abundance of tight turns reminds me of Peaksview Park in Lynchburg, but faster. The climbs were short, but many. Up, down, turn, turn, repeat. As a team rolled off lap times of about 45-50 minutes.
The Venue
Boy Scout camps are the bomb! We stayed in a fort. 10 bunk houses and about 6 full bathrooms. Electricity, hot water, showers...these things are unheard of for endurance races. These things are a big part of why I'll do this race again next year! The accommodations allow you to concentrate on racing, not on survival.

The Characters
Me - "Earplugs and Advil; the two essentials of 18 hour racing".
Adam - "We feel awesome". (said with 100% sarcasm after he and Chris both completed two laps in a row.)
Big Dave -"Oh sweet Jesus" (after his first bite of a Krispy Kream after doing a lap at 1 am)

The Kudos
Thanks Skip for pulling this all together.
Thanks Chas, Skip and Gordon for racing your asses off.
Thanks Pookie for letting me talk you into this.
Thank Adam for the tube.
Thanks Ed, and all those involved, for such a great event.
Thanks Moe for stepping up for the chickys.
Thanks Dave E. for racing your first ever event.
Thanks Kristin for winning the blow-up doll.
Thanks Angelia for pointing me in the right direction when I was deliriously tired.
Thanks Chris and Big Dave for the laughs and company at 4am.
Thanks McKenzie and Barry for being part of our "circle of crazy Roanoke MTB people".

Team Sasquatch - 7th Place Sport 4 person
Does this Make My Butt Look Big? - 4th Place Women 4 person
4 Brother from 4 Mothers - 1st Place overall

Friday, August 15, 2008

More ready

Miles are adding up.
Pedals are being pushed.
Boundaries are being crossed.
Milestones are being reached.
Confidence is growing.
Speed is increasing.
Work = play.
Tests come soon enough.
This weekend will be 18 hours of fun.
The work continues next week.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Time warp

I'm convinced that time is not constant. It is not uniform and it speeds up and slows down all the time. I only notice this when I'm in the midst of heavy training, like I am now.Exhibit A - Morning
The digital alarm clock sounds at what must be as early as 2am, but the face says it is 6am. Each time I hit the snooze button, less than a minute passes, but 9 minutes pass if you believe the numbers - which are obviously incorrect.

Exhibit B - Work Days
Eight hours take a minimum of 10 hours to pass. I dream of riding in the beautiful weather outside, but the clock holds me down.

Exhibit C - Evenings
The two hour rides that fill many of my weekday evenings pass in 30 minutes or less. No sooner I get on the bike than the time has escaped me again. A reverse time warp.

Exhibit D - Weekends
Beautiful weekends pass in a matter of moments. Rainy weekends take several more days to pass than a beautiful weekend. Morning rides of 3 or 4 hours are common and take no more than an hour to complete. But, the afternoon nap of an hour slips by in 10 minutes.

Something is definitely wrong with the space/time continuum.

Sunday, August 10, 2008


Wow. This is post#100 for 2008. Have you ever known anyone who could talk so much, yet say so little?

Since this is the 100th post of the year, I'd better make it good.


...just kidding.

Saturday, August 09, 2008


I was thinking about the events I'm planning on doing this fall and decided that a post with these upcoming event dates would be a great way to see who else might by interested in racing some of them as well. I'm going to try to make as many of the events listed as possible, but the schedule is subject to change.

Sat.,Aug. 16th - Scout's Honor 18 HR MTB Race - Goochland, VA
Sat., Sept. 6th - MW Windows MTB Race - Rocky Mount, VA
Sun., Sept. 7th - Carolina Cup Road Race - Greensboro, NC
Sat., Sept. 20th - Assault on Liberty Mountain - Lynchburg, VA
Sun., Oct 5th - Poor Mountain Hill Climb - Roanoke, VA
Sun., Oct 12th - Iron Cross - Micheax, PA
Sun., Nov 9th - UrbanCross CX - Charlottesville, VA
Sun., Nov 23rd - Tacchino Ciclocross - Leesburg, VA

I'm hoping that the Virginia Cyclocross Series gets itself together shortly. I will add a few of those CX races to my schedule, possibly replacing some of those listed above that are further away. Same goes for the NCCX Series, when their dates are finalized, this schedule will probably change to hit some of the closer CX races in North Kakalacky.


"I'll park under this nice little tree while I jet off to far-away places on my business trip. My car will stay nice and cool in the in the shade."

Wrong.'s not my car. As seen at Roanoke regional airport.

Monday, August 04, 2008



That's me smiling. I'm smiling because I'm imagining cyclocross season. I'm imagining 40 and 50 degrees - as the high temperature (Dreaded heat be gone! I've grown weary of you.). I'm imagining the indescribable brutal punishment that is 'cross racing. Funny how quickly we forget that feeling when it's over.

I'm beginning to sound like this guy.

Friday, August 01, 2008

Roadie? Who me?

Scary light
Smooth like glass
I'm riding it, but it's not mine...yet.