Monday, November 15, 2004

Private Ryan

I brought the Single Speed today. I thought if I had any chance of keeping up with the new guy on the Lakeview hill climb, it'd be on this bike. I put a good lead on Todd and Patrick, but still got smoked by Ryan. I just need to lose 10 lbs, and put some semi-slicks on the single speed...then I may have a chance of keeping up.

I did beat a roadie today though. I looked back at him, and he was either smiling at me or grimacing in pain. Either way, it's good.

Friday, November 12, 2004


So the new guy shows up with his Specialized S-Works hard tail, equipped with a Spynergy wheel set and semi slick racing tires, and smokes us on the Lakeview climb. I wanted to teach him a lesson on the sandy downhill section, but was unable to, as he was on my butt all the way down. DeVito and I kept the pace as high as we could in a feeble attempt to show that we would not be bullied, but Ryan took no notice. I returned to my office dizzy and exhausted. We've all moved slightly to left in the bell curve...thanks a lot, Ryan!

Friday, November 05, 2004

New Rider!

We picked up a new rider this week. Ryan, if he chooses to continue riding with us, will probably be the guy to beat on the hill climbs. It was nice to win a few hill climbs after the Sarge left us, but I have a feeling the party is now over. We shall see next week.

Monday, November 01, 2004

Where's the rest of my pack?

Today's ride began with a coyote sighting. We just sat and stared at each other for a while. I think we were both wondering where the rest of each other's pack was. We were both solo today it appeared. I rode up Timberline via the dirt. I've always loved the back to nature experience of mountain biking, but most of today's ride was devoid of nature (the coyote was hanging out in a field in a residential area, so it doesn't count). I had nothing but my own disturbing thoughts of tomorrow's election to keep me company. I can't wait till the grass grows back next spring! Thankfully the dirt conditions were excellent, and bombing down the hill cleared my head for a couple minutes. Only the words, "Whoooo Hooooo!" crossed my mind. There's nothing more therapeutical!