Just when I'm finally getting out and getting some good miles and the I can hang with the Wolfman on Saturday rides, old man winter comes back and it hasn't stopped snowing in 5 days.
Things I've learned, fingers and moving spokes don't mix.
Word out of France is that Jean-Marie Leblanc is going to limit the losses of any FRENCH rider in the tour to 2:30 for any stage in order to increase the interest in French cycling.
I wish every day was St. Patrick's day. Mmmmm beer.
Move over Big George, looks like Mad Max is the Postal man for the classics.
A cyclist would never win 'Survivor'. Imagine Lance in a celebrity 'Survivor'. Fat guys rule that contest. They know how to suffer. However, they'd probably piss everybody off right away complaining that they couldn't get out and ride.
Seriously, is there anyone more fun to watch race than the Cricket?
I read somewhere that one of the crappy French teams in this years TdF has no UCI points. Jeepers, they could have probably found some club team out of Paris they might have one or two.
Yesterday's workout on the rollers watching the NCAA tourney was intriguing. I do have to not get into the games as much since I came off the rollers twice and sort of crashed into a shelf. Memo to self. College hoops require the mag trainer.
Notice how I've gone this far in writing and still haven't cracked on Derek.
Cycling has it's perks, but I really learned to be a couch potato this winter. When are they going to make a energy drink that tastes like an iced cold beer?
I still can't believe how hard it is snowing out right now. I will not complain when it is 100 degrees out this summer.
With all the steroid talk in baseball, I can't wait until guys start getting caught and we all start hearing things like "It's for my dog", "I ate one of my grandmother's cookies", "I just got back from the dentist", "TAINTED SUPPLEMENT!!".
If I ring the bell during a race, does the peloton stop and wait for me at the top of the hill?
With hair like that, how could Ken not be American Idol.
With a long grinding hill by his house, you'd think Der would turn into a great climber. YOU'D THINK!?!??!?!?!?!? Gawd that hill sucks. I fully expect to see a freakish climber at GMSR.
I'm working on my 'mean' face in the mirror this winter with the hopes of being able to intimidate my opponents with a glaring stare. My wife laughed at me which wasn't quite the response I was looking for. I'll go back to a pre-race meal of refried beans for intimidation.