Poop in my shorts

Got a ride in with roguemechanic and Potenza on Saturday morning. The details of the ride are below time was just under 3 hours. Came very close to crashing on the down hill section of Hines Hill Road bombing down the hill around 40. I don’t ride with a computer so not sure of exact speed however the road is a 20% grade. I was trying to make a left turn, but the bike just wanted to go straight. I was headed straight for the ditch with all rocks when my back wheel slid-out. With my quick cat-like reflexes unclipped my left foot while getting ready to lay it down. Somehow not sure if it was just luck or skill I managed to regained control of the bike and got it to turn with less than a foot of asphalt before the ditch. After that close call I had to stop and clean the pile of poop I left in my shorts :)

Saturday 

'I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!

After putting up with 12 consecutive day of rain and not getting any riding in, 'I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!’ The trainer could have been ridden but after riding it through the winter the boredom factor is too much to take anymore. Monday I was able to get a ride in with the Rogue Mechanic. Good thing he was there since my back tire went flat after running over a piece of wire. Since I am tired of being fat and out of shape drastic measures have to be taken.

The time to ride for me is limited due to work and other time constraints. Last summer I was getting up and doing a 20 mile ride 3 days a week before work. Now I have to be at work by 7am time is even more limited. Waking up at 4:30 to get a ride in is rather stupid, but I had no choice.

I may go ride at West Branch on Thursday.

Riding a race bike is an art - a thing that you do because you feel something inside. Valentino Rossi

I have nothing to say

It has been a month since my last post, and I still have not thought of anything interesting to post. I have been riding twice a week, and running once a week. Rode 25 miles this morning would like to get 50+ in on Sunday.

I would like to throw out The Divine Gear http://divinegear.blogspot.com/ for quoting me on not being afraid to break out the walk.

MRBIGRING.COM

I finally got around to posting some crap on the www.mrbigring.com website. Very basic only about five minutes spent on it so far.

15 Minutes

I was able to get my first ride outside for the year in on Sunday. I know thatÂ’s rather pathetic sine itÂ’s March already and I have not ridden outside yet (lame excuse to follow). My mountain bike has been disassembled since November. Lame excuse #1 my fork rebuilt by the master fork technicians at V2 Racing http://www.v2racing.com/ in December but I was waiting on new rotors and pads for my Hayes brakes before it was put together again. Lame excuse #2 I have not been able to find the time when the roads are not covered in snow or ice to ride. Even though my outside riding has been non-existent I have been working out. I have been running with the Rogue Mechanic 5-6 miles twice a week since October. I also have been done 30-60 minutes on the trainer once or twice a week, on some occasions three times.

With all that crap out of the way I was shocked when I reached the top of the Snowville Road climb in only 15 minutes. Not thatÂ’s incredibly fast or anything only about 3 minutes off the summer time pace. I was expecting to suffer for closer to 20 minutes or longer. The other gothinging about the climb was the fact I was able to stay seated tentireier time rode most of it a 39x19x19 gear, I think I went to a 39x23 for the steep section in tbegginging. With only 5 weeks until the Spokejunkies first ride I figured that I better start riding more outside and less on the trainer.

New Eurotrash Pimp Shoe 

cyberbob 

4 Days in a row

OK I will admit it, I've been to lazy to post for the last 2 months.

Too many other things going on to bother posting on the blog. I did ride 4 days in a row over the weekend on the trainer. Friday 1:10, Saturday 40, Sunday 1:10, Monday 35.

Mayor Bob on Snow

I went Deer hunting over the weekend, unfortunately I did not get any. While eating dinner Saturday night the local Mayor shared some of his wisdom with us.

"Sex is a lot like snow. You never know when you are going to get it, how much you'll get, and how long it will last."

Mayor Bob then added..

"And I have been praying for a blizzard since July!"

Turkey Trot

I have not posted anything about he races since I am so pissed at the weather pussies in Cleveland. So it was cold, snowy and windy, what better weather can you ask for.

The assholes at www.hermescleveland.com canceled the race.

Did a easy five mile run on Saturday.

Sunday

I was planning on doing a short run last night. Coach called me during the day to see if I wanted to ride, I did not have the time then. What he did do was plant the seed in my brain to ride, since it was going to be the last nice day until June. Sunny and 50 degrees hard to pass up a ride when the weather is so nice (at least for November).

I rode the snowville loop that I rode in the summer before work. I did not feel like I was going that fast in the beginning of the ride. Half way up snowville how I felt was another story, I felt slow as molasses. Once at the top of snowville there was still six miles left to ride. After I got home a saw what time it was I was shocked to see how fast I rode. I had no intentions of riding fast, just getting home before dark. Even though I have not been on the bike in a month my time was close to the fastest I have ridden the loop about 1:05.


I may have time to get a short run done on Tuesday evening. Thursday is the Turkey Trot, looking forward to the beer after the race more than the race itself.

Trail run

Not sure of the distance that we ran on Saturday morning, best guess is between 6-7 miles. Did part of the same loop as last week with a few modifications on the route. Total time was 1:04.


Did some work on the www.trailhead4x4.com website last night. I may try to get a short run in this afternoon.

Tuesday Run

Wow, 68 degrees in November 16 what more could you ask for weather wise. Run wise, I could hoped for stronger lungs and legs.

Did the 5 mile Brecksville run with my coach, felt OK. I will try to get a run in on Thursday.

Trail Run

Did a 6 mile trail run on the Buckeye Trail on Saturday.

Raked leaves for 4 hours in the afternoon, I figured that would be a good upper body workout.

Morning Run

Ran 4 miles in about 30 minutes.

Wrote myself in as a Candidate for city council today in the election.

Ride/ Run tonight

Not sure what I am going to do tonight. It will either be a ride or a run about an hour long.

Tuesday Run

Did a run with my coach last night. for more details on the run read his comments for 11/1 on his blog.

http://roguemechanic.typepad.com/ten/


It will be near 70 on thurday, rare for cleveland in november, I will try to get a nite ride in after work.

I am back

I will start to post again. I have just been lame and lazy.


Have been doing some trail running lately. Did a 1 hour run on Thursday and 56 minutes on Saturday.


Cheers

Fish Story

I would consider myself far from being a die-hard fisherman. Although, over the years I have done my fair share of fishing. Usually the day starts out promising, planning to spend a relaxing day on the lake hoping to land the big one. More often than not by lunch time I’ve had more bug bites than fish bites. Even with the lack of activity from the fish everyone usually keeps rather busy, it seems someone gets snagged up on a log or in the weeds about every five minutes. Rarely do I get completely “skunked” (no fish at all), normally its one or two keepers along with several that get thrown back in the lake. However, as the old saying goes “A bad day of fishing is better than a good day at work.”

Luckily, every dog has his day, and my day came in July 1995. I was on another great fishing trip to Canada with my father and friend Marcus. The three of us traveled about 250 miles North of Sault Saint Marie to catch a train to take us deeper into the Canadian wilderness. Most of our time was spent fishing for Northern Pike (Esox Lucieus); the rest of the time Marcus and I were donating our money to my father at the poker table.
The amount of fish we were able to catch that week was rather astounding. Throwing back 24” Northern Pike that week was a common experience since all three of us were able to catch so many, it was more a of a “catching” trip than a fishing trip. During the third day of the trip while fishing a hot weed bed, I got my redemption for 26 years of bad fishing. While trolling the edge of the weed bed it seemed that I was snagged on a log. To my astonishment it was no log but a rather large Northern Pike. After about ten minutes of fighting I was able to land the fish in the boat. The fish measured 36” which was the largest one I have ever caught, I could not have been happier. I was wrong, no more than 15 minutes after landing that whopper in almost the same spot another big Northern Pike could not refuse my lure. This time the fish that I caught was even larger, a 39” monster.

In the ten years since that luck day the biggest Northern Pike that I have been able to land was 34”. This July I will once again troll the cool waters of Northern Canada hoping to land another monster. Most likely I will never be able to beat that great day of fishing again, but one can only hope.