08 December 2009
Tonight I did yoga
And earlier today, I promised myself that I would do something physical everyday. What I need is some public shaming. If I don't work out, mock me on Twitter and Facebook. I need it.
25 October 2009
24 October 2009
The Ride - October 24, 2009
Vitals
Miles today: 20.90
Miles this week: 20.90
Miles this year: 776.4
Weight: Greater than 200 (I really don't want to know)
Misc: Cold wet day. Felt good. Forgot to ring the bike bell at the guy who passed me on the Lunken Airport trail.
Today's ride epiphany: I want to move to Europe. For real. With my family. I suppose this means I have to get independently wealthy or have a great idea.
Yes. This year has been lame. I will proudly refer to the rest of this year simply as base miles for next year because this year I sucked.
So be it.
A proclamation: Be it resolved that every ride shall end with one loop of this little hill near my home.
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Why? Because of this:
This is a shot from the top of that hill at last year's Hyde Park Blast race -- specifically the Cat 3s. From this shot you can clearly see that this (and the 180 degree turn about .4 miles from here) are the deciders in that race.
I intend to do well in the Cat 5 next July. So, assuming that familiarity breeds contempt, I will soon hold that hill in utter contempt and mock it openly on a daily basis.
Miles today: 20.90
Miles this week: 20.90
Miles this year: 776.4
Weight: Greater than 200 (I really don't want to know)
Misc: Cold wet day. Felt good. Forgot to ring the bike bell at the guy who passed me on the Lunken Airport trail.
Today's ride epiphany: I want to move to Europe. For real. With my family. I suppose this means I have to get independently wealthy or have a great idea.
Yes. This year has been lame. I will proudly refer to the rest of this year simply as base miles for next year because this year I sucked.
So be it.
A proclamation: Be it resolved that every ride shall end with one loop of this little hill near my home.
View Larger Map
Why? Because of this:
This is a shot from the top of that hill at last year's Hyde Park Blast race -- specifically the Cat 3s. From this shot you can clearly see that this (and the 180 degree turn about .4 miles from here) are the deciders in that race.
I intend to do well in the Cat 5 next July. So, assuming that familiarity breeds contempt, I will soon hold that hill in utter contempt and mock it openly on a daily basis.
19 September 2009
What Would Dr. Freud Say?
Eddy I need to ride lots. Lots. Not the lame as miles I'm churning out now.
23 August 2009
Base miles
My wife shook me awake, told me that she was off to Nana's to get the small human, and that I should get my butt out and ride so that I could have my health and fitness back. I have a good life.
I think they call this base miles. I just think of it as getting out and riding... slowly.
14.17 miles.
I think they call this base miles. I just think of it as getting out and riding... slowly.
14.17 miles.
22 August 2009
Strike down the cocky fat bicycle rider guy
Food for thought:
Light rain makes for very slick roads. Accordingly, do not climb hills that result in accidental wheelies. Yes, those would be steep hills. Exceeding steep hills. Hills like Montague Road, more commonly known, inasmuch as it is one lane and way off the beaten path, the back way up to the Devou Park Overlook. Mind you, the front way up is a switchback fun time in 2 miles. Montague goes the same vertical distance in less than half a mile.
So it is steep. Steep enough that you tend to accidentally pop little wheelies when climbing in the saddle. When you stand up to avoid this, when the road is slippery from a light rain, you spin out and go no where.
When you try avoid doing either, you end up doing both, and then you fall down.
That, ladies and gentleman, is today's ride.
The moral of the story, just because you are a fat guy who can go up hills, and you figure the best way to not be a fat guy is to go up steeper hills, doesn't mean G-d won't throw you a difficult scenario while going up a hill.
Rubber side not so down. Laughter level quite high.
23.85 miles.
230 disgustingly why did I drink that much beer? pounds.
Light rain makes for very slick roads. Accordingly, do not climb hills that result in accidental wheelies. Yes, those would be steep hills. Exceeding steep hills. Hills like Montague Road, more commonly known, inasmuch as it is one lane and way off the beaten path, the back way up to the Devou Park Overlook. Mind you, the front way up is a switchback fun time in 2 miles. Montague goes the same vertical distance in less than half a mile.
So it is steep. Steep enough that you tend to accidentally pop little wheelies when climbing in the saddle. When you stand up to avoid this, when the road is slippery from a light rain, you spin out and go no where.
When you try avoid doing either, you end up doing both, and then you fall down.
That, ladies and gentleman, is today's ride.
The moral of the story, just because you are a fat guy who can go up hills, and you figure the best way to not be a fat guy is to go up steeper hills, doesn't mean G-d won't throw you a difficult scenario while going up a hill.
Rubber side not so down. Laughter level quite high.
23.85 miles.
230 disgustingly why did I drink that much beer? pounds.
31 May 2009
Responsible Parenting
While helping out at a checkpoint for an alleycat race A discovered the joy of sitting on an overturned bucket and drinking a beer. Well, 50% of that at least. When was the last time you sat around and drank a few beers with friends in a parking lot? Long live bicycles, beers, and friends.
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