New Crib, Good Legs and a Crazy Idea

So since the Bump race, things have been pretty good and it looks like the bad luck has finally stopped for the time being. This last week started with one recovery day, following my bad showing at bump. Tuesday was the day that things started to look better. The Tuesday ride was super fun with berg, slade, tyler, and wrecking ball. It was surprisingly quick and definitely longer than I expected to ride. The ride ended up being 3.5 hrs long for me and I felt pretty descent. On the way home I rode by a house on Glenway Dr behind the Democrat. I stopped got the phone number and rode back to my car, where I later called the owner and left a message about being interested in the house. Wed started off very wet and I thought I wasn't going to ride but after Berg sucked it up and still rode, I myself went with Marino to Food Lion where the good legs continued to show improvement. I was able to pull the whole ride and play with the rest of the guys and it made me super happy and confident. The group was 15 strong but very fast. We finished the food lion loop in 51.5 mins, which is screamin fast for such a small group. Thursday started off again rainy and after bailing on the joes ride due to the presumption that it was going to rain, I pursued that house that rode by on Tuesday. My parents and I went to see the house and we all agreed that it was a cool place and that we wanted to rent it. The next morning, I had the house wrapped up and it will be my crib for at least the next year. I don't move in until the end of July but I am super excited over the idea of being able to role out of the house and basically being 150-200 yards from the fern entrance. I also look forward to everyone meeting at the place for rides, water stops and just seeing people when they ride by place. Saturday the legs continued to shine and show improvement. I met up with marino and rode from his place to kilearn where we met spook and Donni to ride to chairs. The ride was awesome. I had legs that i hadn't had in over a year. It was vintage lil ball riding. I attacked on every climb and pulled the whole ride. 74 miles laters I was exhausted but I couldnt stop smiling, until i had to take a nap lol. Now for sunday where my mind went wild and possibly crazy lol.

So after reading an interview with Julie Furtado, watching video of the 1990 world championships in Durango, browsing through the QBP books, and showing eric a bike on the Internet, something hit me. I wanted to change the Merlin into a 90s Tomac mtb, like the picture above. This means road bars and shifters! Only if I could find a disc mtb wheel! Check out the video of Tomac bombing down the mtn at Purgatory, which is north of Durango. I am super excited and ready to get this project rolling!

Fuck your three minutes and it was wrecking balls fault!!!

My Current favorite song. It gets me motivated and flows so good!

This weekend was another frustrating fuck up! The race initially started off well, I was fifth going into the woods and and right behind silk, which is where i wanted to be. I settled in and was actually thinking damn this pace is easy and I might have a good day. We get to the first road and a guy attacks I slowly react and role pass a couple people and join the leader still breathing very easily. The next section of trail describes my whole year on the bike. I go from being one of the elite in the group, to eating shit. So I crashed and went from third to second to last place! I compose myself and get back on the bike and Silk who had some issues, start off again after the group. We pick three or four off before I let Silk go by me. I was kinda suffering from starting to hard after crashing so I let silk go after it and i tried to recover and somewhat keep silk in sight and hopefully close for the road. I realize that I am doing more damage by trying to keep up with silks pace. So I ease up and try to form my own steady pace. I get to the road with the climb and am still trying to recover. I get passed by three 30 plus experts and then my legs clicked in to gear again. I started feeling good and I was starting to reel people in slowly but like the last couple months something else goes wrong. I fucking flat three corner after blood rock. I try to relax and fix the flat quickly but it wasn't a stellar fix. BY this time I am fucking light years behind anybody in my class. I get back on the bike and feel like shit and almost hurled from some odd reason. I can't get back into a rhythm. I come to the finish line and call it game over.

I know its not what I should have done but my motivation was gone. I knew I would get shit for it but i didn't care. There will be other races this year for me and I will finish them. I am not one to dnf a lot and if you look at my 14 years of racing you will notice! so go worry about yourself and shut the fuck up! I know I didn't finish! I wanted to do well and it didn't happen and I was out contention.

Other than my bad luck continuing my weekend was good. I enjoyed being a around everyone for the most part and I definitely enjoyed watching the pro race. It was a wake up call watching it though honestly. I could point out up to ten people that I have raced against and have beat multiple times in my career. Its annoying cause I know i can race with them and beat them if i train. So like almost half of my other blogs I end by saying that I am motivated and motivated to get to where I think I should be. I know I will need to change some aspects of my current life but I know I can do it. No upcoming races anytime soon but I am hoping to put in some good training and be ready to competitive this fall. I expect nothing less than top 5 this fall in cat 1. Anything less will be a failure.

More Crazy Shit

Dirtiest Move All Time! Kinda Just Like Worms Move He Pulled on Me Last Tuesday!

AMAZING!

Inspired. Danny MacAskill from dave on Vimeo.

"I Got It, So Bad That I Just Wanta Take A Shot at It!"

Its been awhile since my last post but a lot has happened since. So I'll give in my favorite format aka the number format. And the song sums it up in Ebonics!

1. Number one thing that has happened is that I already broke something on my bike. While checking my link bottles before meeting with the chain gang. I was torquing them and the head of the bolt just broke. I had the torque setting right I promise too. I checked three times before I torqued it too. But what I thought was a horrible term of events, might have been the best thing possible for me! It made me ride the road bike and thats what I really needed. You honestly don't how fast you are riding till you are riding in a group ride. It was a wake up and a slap in the face. I had shitty legs and was just a pack filler.

2. Being a pack filler for the first time in maybe 5 plus years was a horrible feeling and not how I like to roll! Being a pack filler and watching the lil juniors beat me lit a fire under my ass like no other. for example here is what I have done in the last two weeks:

Two weeks ago: Mon-2hrs(waverly loops), tues-1hr (night I broke my bolt), wed-2hrs (foodlion), thurs- 3.5 hrs(2 hrs plus joes), fri-2hr (joes loops), sat-3.5hrs (chairs plus more), sun-3.5hrs (waverly loops)

This week: Mon-1hr (trainer), tues-3hrs (2hrs plus 1hr crit), wed-2hrs (foodlion), thurs-30 min (commute to office party), sat-2.5hrs (chairs), sun- 1.5-2hrs (mtb ride with wreckin ball, berg, and foster)

3. Riding this much and actually training helps lol. I have already gone from drooling on the back of a group to being able to pull again and play with the everyone. I still can't hurt people the way I would like to but things are rapidly changing. I am lacking the sprint/ jump thats necessary and the speed isn't there completely. Its all good though. I am learning how to hurt again and what my body can take before blowing up. and all at the same time my body is learning to recover alot quicker.

4.So to sum up 1-3. I am super motivated and have a desire that I haven't had in years or maybe ever. I just want to fuckin get fast and make people suffer lol. If you think thats messed up your not a real cyclist. The best feeling is knowing that you are haulin ass and feelin good while the person behind you has burning lungs and drool running down there face!

5. The first official race for lil ball will be the Kenda Cup race in Ducktown the first weekend of May. I kinda wish it wasn't my first but I am looking forward to suffering. I don't have the highest expectations, but I plan to fuckin drill it and use it to help me get ready for the mac daddy race of the year aka Bump and Grind. Before I try to re assert myself as dominant rider again in state series which is my most plausible and realistic hope, due to my late start on the season. Just means I will be fresher.

I want to go ride now after typing that but its time to update my social life and my career beyond the bike.

6. Opportunity struck again last week when I found out that I will basically be working full time at H2 engineering as a mechanical engineer intern. It does mean 40 hrs a week, but it also means no school, lots of learning, and more cash money. The opportunity was something I couldnt turn down, considering all the benefits and I will be the only student from Tally and the only one that isn't a senior in engineering school. So I can't fuck it up.

7. My major will be officially be changing for this fall to engineering. I will pursue a degree in mechanical engineering. It means lots of hard work but I think I can buckle down and do it.

8. This new motivation of riding has been keeping me out trouble. I have been smarter about getting messed up and eating better.

9. Riding my bike makes me a nicer person lol

10. Riding makes me sore and more tired.

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345. My bike makes me happy and I make it happy by going faster!


Dirt, Wind, Pain, and Speed Controls My Life

p.s. big shit is comin cause "I got it and I want it!"

Emily Batty!

This has to be the hottest cyclist of all time and she is fuckin fast! She is every male cyclists dream! So check her out.

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