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Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Everything old is new again...

I just recently put some new Ergon grips on the Pookiemobile. Although I was positive that I haven't ever owned Ergon grips before, something felt familiar to me when I installed them.

I started searching the mental archives, then it hit me; BMX! Back in the day these babies were the shiznit! ("the day" being the era of SE Racing, Hutch BMX frames, JT Racing and Radical Rick - you old BMXers know what I'm talking about)

I cruised and raced around Western PA on my Murray with a pink pair of these babies doing the control duties. Ah, those were the days.
Hey, anybody got an old BMX bike they'd like to sell?

Sunday, February 22, 2009





















2009 KATO Winternational World Champion.......Frank!











Thursday, February 19, 2009

Gripping

Pookie picked out some new grips. I, being the greatest husband in the history of the Earth, installed them for her. Fancy, eh?

Then I got to noticing the packaging. Lot's of heavy ABS plastic and burly cardboard...


...even screws to hold the entire contraption together. Some real work went into this for sure.

Since the packing is so well made and should equal, or perhaps exceed the life of the actual product itself, I've decided to serve as your public resource to inform the universe about other potential uses of the Ergon grip packaging.


If outfitted with a parabolic lens...

...it could be used to watch Lance win number 8!

By using simple zip ties, it could serve as a revelotionary third grip mount for turning tighter corners on your mountain bike. I wouldn't take it off of any sweet jumps, however.

Uh, yea. You get it.





















Monday, February 16, 2009

Them's the breaks, kid.

Bedford County Mountain Cross Series - Race #2.

The horn sounds and it's the Vet Expert's time to hit the course. We were held back about 15 minutes from the first starters, now we had to chase. These races are a bit different. Everyone races against everyone, regardless of class. But, the lower your class, the more of a head-start you get. Trust me, it's cool. Basically, everyone has a chance to win. You must do as many laps of the 2 mile course as you can in your alloted time. I had 38 minutes.

Things did not start well. I didn't manage to warm up like would have liked, then I forgot to use my inhaler until about 2 minutes before I was supposed to start. It takes about 15 minutes to take effect.

So, after the horn I drop the hammer. After all I need to catch just about everyone in order to win again in race #2 like I was able to do in race #1. This was going to be harder. I could feel my chest not wanting to let in enough air. I pushed on, knowing that the inhaler would eventually kick in.
Fellow Vet Expert racer Van Phillips and I rode most of the first lap close to each other, until he shot past me on the only tough climb on the course. I couldn't get the singlespeed to stay on the wheel of his geared Gunnar 29er. He raced very well!

So I kept at it, as hard as I could, and my chest finally opened up and my laps stayed fast. Actually, the fourth lap got quicker as I had no traffic to deal with. I had passed everyone but Van. Now I had to dig really deep on my fourth lap. As I powered up a steep rise, I heard a loud "pop" and could feel something out-of-whack with the trusty Rig. I kept riding as hard as I could. I finished my fourth lap just seconds slower than my first.
Lap number five was going to have to be an all-out, can't-see-straight, sufferfest. I hit the first climb with as much power as I could muster, then in an instant my race was over. The "pop" I heard earlier was a chainring bolt shearing off. The sudden stop on lap number 5 was the second bolt giving way, dropping my chain and bending my Surly stainless chainring. My day was done. I felt good about how I raced.
The best part of the day was that Pookie won overall today. So in the first two races of this three race series, we each have one win! Nice job Pookie!




Sunday, February 15, 2009

Monday, February 09, 2009

Non

Dear diary, (um...I mean blog)

Today was like any other day, except a voice was in my head. (Thank you Chris Cornell) It said seize the day. Pull the trigger, drop the blade and watch the rolling heads. Not literally. That would be immoral and illegal, and I'm all about moral and legal. I guess my point (if any point can be found in this rambling deluge of drivel) is that today is different. Today is special. Today is...Pssst...Hey Warren, today is almost over.

DAMN IT!

Tomorrow will be the day! The day I start anew! The day I change the world! The day I finally break through the mundane and begin to take those very first small baby steps toward reaching my potential. The day everything changes. The day I run a marathon. The day I stop smoking. The day I kick the drug habit. The day I come clean. The day I get my life straight. The day the Earth stands still. (Dumb movie) The day the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad.

It is not just another day. It is the only day that matters. Tomorrow or today? Both.

Got it?

(Ever feel like something big is on it's way?)

Self Portrait

Trailhead.


Tuesday, February 03, 2009

2.1 to 2.5

Bedford County Mountain Cross Series

Race #1

I started with 2.1 tires, but finished with 2.5s. As you can tell from the picture, it was a serious mudfest.

We'll do it again on the 15th at Race #2!

Come join us. It's a blast!!

Sunday, February 01, 2009

Caked on

Yea, it was muddy today for the first race of the Bedford County Mountain Cross Series races. I swear I felt like I was racing in WV again! I guess all of the practice in the mud while racing in wild, wonderful state payed off - I was able to kick off my season with the overall victory! Then to top off a great day of racing, my Steelers won their 6th Superbowl trophy. Happy day!