Friday, February 29, 2008


Hipped by the local scene, thanks Jeff!
Jim G, you some how got deleted on my last reshuffle, apologies.
You're down there right above the Pilgrim. Play nice kids.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008


Up at 6 to clear the walk of the predicted snow storm that wasn't. Taking full advantage of this weeks swing shift, I mounted the Bianchi for a few snow covered laps around the river, followed up with pancakes at the local spot, more coffee and even a little spackling(been slacking on that) before my mid day departure to the wonderful land of brakes, wheels and shocks. Work is work and at 8pm it was done. After a stop at Target to restock on pizza and italian soda, some fresh black ice in the driveway decided to knock my feet out from under me and split my elbow open on impact. Dammit! Hospital, registration, nurses, stitches, midnight, pizza, Finally! Irritably, the two bottles of strawberry pomengrate shattered and froze, leaving my driveway looking like a murder scene. Maybe tomorrow I'll put some police tape up for kicks. After I sleep in.

Saturday, February 16, 2008


It was a year ago this weekend I embarked on a life changing trip to the Land of the Rising Sun. After 365 to reflect, I can assure you, given the chance I'd be back there in a heartbeat. In all reality though, life here is a contingency I've been more than content with. '07 brought about more than I could've ever expected. Believe it or not, racing was a fairly low priority in my life, which may have added a surprising twist to my results. OK, winning 24/9 with Jerry was somewhere more in the middle, but every other race I pretty much went into thinking- "This is just for fun and whatever happens, happens". I've been fortunate to assemble a household of good friends & cyclists to keep the fires burning. But there is no training at the Waukesha Elite Training Compound, just like there's no real mountain biking in the LC, it's like an oxymoron or something. We just ride. Ride to work, ride to trails, do group rides or just ride around the river to get tacos. How ever we do, we do. Races are an excuse to see friends and ride hard. The beer always tastes the same afterwards, no matter how it goes. It's just bike racing, don't make it more complicated than it has to be. This isn't my job. It isn't my life. It's merely an escape. One I'm excited to continue to explore. This year I'm forgoing the points chase and assembled my own calendar. A mix of events I love doing, missed doing, have meant to do and may only have one opportunity to do. I look forward to this year more than ever. Time to shave the legs and welcome in '08!

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Sunday, February 03, 2008


That old feeling. Waukesha-Dousman-Waukesha-Pancakes. Back to work..