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Christmakah Eve

In keeping with family tradition of opening gifts early, SLR and I exchanged a couple of presents on the eve before Christmakah begins.

You'll see me at the races this year sporting this cool fitted Ellsworth hat:



And rollin' fast on some XTR wheels:


Today's training ride was 5 hours of climbing and descending. Luckily, we didn't get rained on, which is a Christmakah miracle according to the Seattle weather prognosticators. Nevertheless, we still got pretty wet from all the water on the roads as the result of several days of consistent heavy rain. Coach Thomas, A.C., and I hit the roads at 9am and went south around Lake Washington through Renton then headed east and ticked off some hefty climbs up Tiger Mountain Road and Cougar Mountain. After descending Cougar Mountain, we made a quick stop for a sandwich and some espresso to fuel us back home across I-90 and north to the U-district. 80ish miles in total. Not a bad way to spend Christmakah eve morning/afternoon. Some uphill suffering, some good conversation, and some wet feet were had by all.

Recover and repeat on Christmas Day, but with lesser inclines.

Blue Star

Random Odds and Ends...

Sorry for the delay between posts. Keeping up with the holiday gatherings (one each night last weekend), plus training, plus work, has led to a lack of updates to the blog.

Christmas tree is up with lots of bike ornaments. I'm thinking of putting some ribbon on some old cogs to add to the bike theme. Santa (Fed Ex) is supposed to drop off another present to put under the tree today. According to my Santa's Helper sources (at eBay), I'm getting a new super-light Shimano XTR Wheelset. Nothing makes for some good holiday cheer like a 1600 gram wheelset decked out with a Ti freehub body and axles.

Big training block coming up the next couple of weeks. Lots o' miles including some big climbing days. Also, I will be doing some force work on the trainer during the week to start converting that strength I developed at the gym into strength to apply force the pedals. These workouts consist of turning over a BIG gear at a really low cadence (less than 60 rpm) for intervals between 3 and 10 minutes.

On the sponsorship front, I'm supposed to hear in the next couple of weeks from the remaining sponsors I submitted requests to. Got word from Tifosi that the several new pairs of specs are in the mail today and will arrive next week or so. Ellsworth hasn't given word yet when I can get my mitts on the new bike(s). Hopefully soon.

Crashed again on the road bike and scraped up the other hip. Go figure, twice in 2 weeks. This time I hit a patch of ice on a twisty descent and before I could register why the road looked kind of funny, the front wheel was over my head and my hip was firmly planted on the tarmac. Just a little road rash to care for and now I really have to replace the STI shifters. Mom, don't worry too much, I usually don't fall this often really.

That's about all. Maybe some epic tales of 5 hour rides in wind and rain to follow next week.

Blue Star

Pinning it

Saturday had a CP30 test on the schedule. A CP30 test is an all out effort for 30 minutes during which my Powertap measures my power output, heart rate, cadence, and speed. I do my testing on the trainer so variables such as weather, cars, and road hazards are eliminated. I repeat this test throughout the year to see where my fitness is by comparing the results.

The effort today yielded a less then stellar output. I was hoping for a bigger number given all the miles I have been putting in lately. However, the sub par result wasn't for lack of trying. I pinned it at 190 beats per minute for the full half hour. To put that number in perspective, it is about 95% of my max heart rate of 202 bpm. In short, it really hurt. It took everything I had not to get off the bike at about the 15 minute mark, especially because it was clear that I was not generating much power. Nevertheless, I soldiered on and kept the pedals turning over. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger... I guess.

The low number is probably a result of some fatigue from the big miles lately. Also, I just finished the first block of base so I haven't done an intense effort of this duration since September. So, I can't be too discouraged. I just hope the legs come around soon because I have a HUGE block of training coming up.

Off to bed to let the legs repair themselves. The furnass will be fired up.

Blue Star

The New Ellsworth Team Kit

Here's what you can find me blazing the trails and roads in next year

The Jersey:


The Shorts:

2006 Race Schedule

If you found yourself wondering, where will Blue Star's travels take him in 2006, then this post is for you. A few months back during my transition phase, I sat down with Coach Thomas to plan out next year's race schedule. Why so soon? Well, the entire calendar year's training schedule hinges on two, maybe three if your lucky, "peaks" that are spread out throughout season. A peak follows a short period of recovery that allows all the hours of intervals, squats, and other suffering to add up to me being really fast on the bike. A person can not maintain peak form for more than a week or so. This theory of training is known as "periodization." Some proven benefits of periodization are improved muscular endurance, strength, power, motor performance, and/or muscle hypertrophy. Anyway, enough techno babble, the key to it all is I pick three big racesI want to go fast at and Coach Thomas designs my annual training plan around those races. Nevertheless, the goal will be to go as fast I can at every race I toe the start line at.

The three races I hope to peak for are:

1) Sea Otter Classic, Monterey, CA: April 6-9. The self-proclaimed "Celebration of Cycling" is the largest racing event in the U.S. including almost every bicycling discipline. This is the first big MTB race of the year, so all the fast guys use it to show off their early season form. Hopefully, I have something to show off.

2) U.S. National Championship, Mammoth Lakes, CA, July 20-23. I affectionately call this race the "One-Day." The winner of this one is crowned national champion and wears the stars and bars jersey until the next year.

3) UCI Master's World Championships, Sun Peaks Resort, B.C., Canada, September 2-3. This one is for all the marbles. Put the wood to everyone at this race and you walk away with the rainbow jersey for the over 30 set. That's right, World Champ! It is even more exciting for me because the race is only a 5 1/2 hour drive from Seattle at the Sun Peaks Resort near Kamloops, B.C. and the trails there promise to be epic Pacific NW style (i.e. rocky, rooty, super tech stuff). I'll be cocked and ready to go off like a rocket and represent the U.S. of A.

"B" races are very important, but don't fall during a peak in the periodization schedule. I hope to hit most of the NORBA National Championship Series for my B races. The Series Schedule (although not on their web site yet) is as follows:

April 22-23: Frank G. Bonelli Regional Park - San Dimas, Calif. Sea level = Fast Blue Star

June 10-11: Sugar Mountain Resort - Banner Elk, N.C. Probably going to skip this one.

June 17-18: Mount Snow Resort - West Dover, Vt. My absolute favorite course!

July 8-9: Deer Valley Resort - Park City, Utah. Coughing up a lung at 10k feet.

August 5-6: Brian Head Resort - Brian Head, Utah. Ditto. One epic 30 mile lap.

August 12-13: Snowmass Resort - Aspen, Colorado. Ditto. Can I get an altitude tent yet?

"C" races are mostly local stuff. Fun races to give 'er at and build fitness. I plan on doing all of the Indie Series races that do not conflict with anything listed above. I'd love to post the calendar for ya, but, in classic WA bike racing style, no schedule is set yet. Maybe they'll get around to it by January! I may also throw in a trip or two down to Oregon for an OBRA event, because they have their shizit together down there, unlike the WA folks.

I will fill in any gaps in the schedule with the "Wednesday Night World Championship" races Stiff Wick puts on at South Sea-Tac Park. These races, as the name implies, are every Wednesday night in the summer. Round and round we go in the sand as the planes take off and land. Low key stuff. Never really sure where I finish other than behind the pros and in front of most everyone else. Also, if it's being put on again this year, I'll probably hit the Dirty Dozen in Port Gamble, WA, because it's a fun course and they pay mucho $$$ for the podium finishers.

All this, of course, is subject to change based on the numerous variables that life can throw at me. I hope to see YOU out at some of the races. Suffering up a climb is always easier when someone you know is screaming their head off and ringing a cow bell.

'til next time, Blue Star

Sh!t Happens... Or Lucky Guy... Or The Eternal Optimist...

I went out for a ride last night after work. It was about 32 degrees or so and I put on lots of warm fuzzy clothes including a balaclava to keep the head/neck warm. With all my clothes on, I felt like a kid who was going to go out sledding. The extremities don't bend very well because of all the fabric. Walking looks more like waddling. Imagine Ralphie from the movie "A Christmas Story" when his mom dresses him to go play in the snow, except I had an orange helmet on with a really bright light on it.

Click, Click. Spinning along in the cold quite night. Each breath producing a cloud of steam that leaves tracer trails behind me like a jet through the sky. I'm about 10 minutes into my ride on my usual night route, thinking about how great the legs felt, when sh!t began to happen. I look over my shoulder to check for cars in preparation to make a left turn. The problem is I started to drift to the right when I was looking over my shoulder (maybe all those clothes threw my balance off). When I turn around to look forward, I noticed that I was about to hit the curb running along the side of the road. Wham! I clipped the curb with my front wheel and got pitched sideways onto the sidewalk hip first. I did a spinning slide across the concrete sidewalk into the bushes where I came to an abrupt stop from 18 mph.

I immediately pop up to my feet, adrenaline pumping, and assess the damage to body and bike. Body good? Check. All the clothes acted as buffer to keep skin away from concrete. I didn't even rip my jacket or tights. Right glove was a little mangled (note to self - might have to replace those). Bike good? Check. Some surface scratches to the shifters and some torn bar tape but other than that good to go. No damage to the frame or important parts (read, the expensive stuff). I decide to soldier on and finish out the 2 hour ride.

But, wait a minute, what stinks? I mean something was really stinking like sh!t. Huh? What's that on my shoulder? A few pine needles from the bushes. Why are they sticking to my jacket? OOOHHHH that's what smells like sh!t, IT IS SH!T! All over my shoulder. When I came to a stop in the bushes adjacent to the sidewalk, I landed in a steaming fresh pile of dog poo. I come to the realization that I simply can't continue my ride smelling like that so I return home, strip off my aromatic outer layers, and throw them in the wash. Determined to get some training time in, I rode on the trainer for a half hour or so pontificating about the events that just occurred.

What are the chances? I have logged about 20k miles on my road bike and have never laid it down once. Yesterday, the stars aligned and I crash. Of all the places to fall on the planet earth, I serendipitously land in a pile of sh!t. Again, I ask, what are the chances? I figure it just about the same odds of hitting the Powerball jackpot. Unlikely to damn near impossible.

Eternal optimist I am (in Yoda voice). The way I see it I'm lucky. I didn't break any bones. I didn't ruin any clothes. Bike will be fixed for less than $100. Plus, I needed to replace some worn out parts on the bike anyway. Perfect opportunity. So, all is good in the Emerald City. After some garage time tomorrow night over a few glasses of wine, I'll be out logging a pair of five hour rides on Saturday and Sunday this weekend. Snow or no snow I'll be out there.

(Black and) Blue Star out.

Orcas Training Camp

I just returned from spending the long Turkey Day weekend on Orcas Island. Orcas provided the perfect backdrop for some long training rides, good food, and family time.

Day 0 (Travel Day):
Both SLR and I had to work on Wednesday, so we didn't hit the road until about 4:30 or so. The drive north to Anacortes took forever. We didn't exceed 15mph all the way north to Marysville. The exhaust fumes were actually nauseating with the windows UP! We sat in traffic for two hours before the gridlock eased. We were starting to worry that we were going to miss the 8:25 ferry we were trying to catch and was the last of the day. We made it with not much time to spare. Once on the ferry, all the stresses of life, work, and driving melt away. I slept the entire way to Orcas.

Day 1 (Turkey Day):
The biggest training day of the weekend. 4 hours on the schedule had me doing some rough calculations of how many paved miles of road are on the island. According to H's contact, there are 59 point something miles, which was plenty to get the job done. The riding was the stuff that bike tours are made of. I saw nearly every corner of the island and the roads were empty. I may have passed 10 cars the entire afternoon. While over near Olga and Obstruction pass, I watched as the shroud of clouds that blanket the Olympics this time of year parted for a brief moment to reveal the snowy mountain treasures hidden underneath. The Olympics were a sight to behold especially when backlit by the waning sun. At one point near the end of my ride, a bald eagle and I glided along at the same pace along a desolate stretch of road that tracked the water's edge. The only sound was the ticking of my freewheel and a slight wind that pushed us both along to our future destinations. Invigorated by the Island's beauty, I hardly noticed that my scheduled riding time was almost up. I circled back to the house to finish the day.

Recovery is easy when you can consume enough protein (the Bird), carbs (mash and stuffin'), and fat (in just about everything on the table) in one sitting. Upon my return, I pitched in to finish up the preparations by mashing some taters and prepping the bread putting for desert. The Chef's creations could have graced Martha Stewart's Living. I tore into a heaping plate and enjoyed with much thanks for family, bikes, and the beauty of Orcas. I'm sure I downed enough Kcals to replace what I burned over the course of the ride.

Day 2 (Rainy Day):
The rain was falling fast with big drops for almost the whole day. In other words, it was really wet and not the best riding weather. Good thing I have a coach that can make it rain when I have a gym day scheduled. 1 hour of max strength time at the Orcas Athletic Club. Max strength phase requires moving lots of weight until your legs feel like they are going to fold over backwards. Mission accomplished. Tossed in a few treys on the court to make sure I still have the j working.

Day 3 (Dirty Roads Day):
Having exhausted all the paved roads on Thanksgiving, I decided to hit some dirt roads on Saturday. 3 hours of chamois time on tap. I made it my mission to explore the nooks and crannies that most visitors of Orcas pass by on route to their respective destinations. I headed down seldom traveled dirt roads, most of which were plastered with "Private Road" signs. I think I ended up in places like Spring Point, Killebrew Lake, and Victorian Valley, but one can never be sure because I was winging it. Another solid training day in the books.

Day 4 (Last Day):
3 more hours. I took the Killebrew/Dolphin Bay Road route into town. Both are open dirt roads that pass by beautiful lakes and wetlands. The trees and moss form a tunnel hiding the sun making it rather cold riding. I decided to retrace my steps out to Olga to see if the Olympics would make an appearance today. No such luck. I headed back via Crow Valley Road with a brief jaunt towards Deer Harbor on the way. The water of Massacre Bay was green and still giving off the appearance that it was solid jade and not really H2o. One last slog up the hill on Orcas Road that leads to Orcas landing and I called it a weekend. That hill is a grind, even more so because at the crest there is a road sign laughing at you, "Uff da Hill Rd." Before I knew it, back on the ferry for the journey home; revitalized with some solid base miles in the legs.

Total Ride Time: 10 hours
Gym Time: 1 hour
Orcas beauty and Thanksgiving with Family: Priceless.

Blue Star

Life's Ingredients:

slr.

rest.

eat (preferably sushi).

coffee.

work.

train.

race.

No additives.

VO2 Max Test

A week or so ago, I had some physiological testing done at Swedish Hospital. I was given the chance to do the testing for free so the doctors could test some new equipment. I worked with two great doctors Dr. Carey and Dr. Noonan and a number of other techs and nurses. Dr. Carey is the cardiologist and sports physician for the Seattle Superonics and Seattle Storm basketball teams.

VO2 max represents the maximum amount of oxygen that can be removed from circulating blood and used by the working tissues during a exercise. In other words, the bigger the V02 max, the better the endurance athlete. An athlete's Vo2 max number can fluctuate between 5-15% with training (more for untrained individuals). Intense workouts at or near the current max number can train the body's ability to use oxygen during high intensity efforts thereby raising the VO2 max number until the genetic ceiling has been reached. Professional cyclists typically test in the low to mid 70's (ml/kg/min). Lance Armstrong is reputed to have a maximum around 85 ml/kg/min.

My max result was 64 ml/kg/min. This number is very encouraging because, as Dr. Carey wrote in his report, that number is "the highest range of cardiorespitory fitness for age. " It is also encouraging because it's off season. I have not been doing any intense efforts and in October I didn't really do much cycling at all. Accordingly, I'm probably at the bottom of my trained Vo2 spectrum and could expect to have a number near what a pro cyclist generates during the season.

So, there you have it. I have got the engine under the hood.

Blue Star

MST & Base Miles

Not much to report. Yesterday, was the first day of max strength phase in the gym. Movin' some big weights on the leg sled. I wasn't that sore today so I'll be increasing weights next week. Tonight, it was 2 hours in the saddle. It wasn't raining so I strapped on the light system and all my reflective gear and hit the road and the Birk Gilman trail. I think I saw two other cyclists out there. I have made a pact with myself that whenever it's not raining, no matter how cold it is, I will stay off the indoor trainer to maintain my sanity.

That's it for now.

Blue Star

Burning Some Kcals...

Here's some stats from yesterday's four-hour training ride:
Distance: 64 miles
Kcals: 2165
Power Average: 150 watts
HR Average: 151 bpm

I burned enough calories yesterday to eat whatever I want. It's hard to stuff in enough food to account for the day's expenditure. The stomach is only so big and it doesn't like too much at any one time. The picture is the power file from my ride. Purple = Power, Red = HR, Blue = Speed, Green = Cadence.

2.5 hours on tap for today. The weather is looking ominous. Hopefully, the heavy rains hold off. A little mist/drizzle already. Then I've got to work. No rest for the weary.

Blue Star

A Training Update...

Lately, I have been posting on everything but my training so I figured I'd give you an update on my recent workouts and the plan for this off season. I'm just finishing up "Preparation Phase," which is just a lot of running, lifting, and riding all mixed together during the week. Aerobic intensity is relatively low, it's really just a period of time to get mentally and physically ready to start base and max strength weight training. Tomorrow, I start my "Base 1" period. Base 1 focuses on laying the aerobic foundation that I will build upon for the rest of the season. The key to base is lots of miles at low intensity.

My theory is that riding a bike fast is a combination of four elements: (1) strength, (2) speed, (3) stamina, (4) bike handling skills. In other words, I can go faster by either applying more force to the pedals, spinning the pedals at a higher cadence, maintaining speed over longer periods, or being a Jedi master in the singletrack so that I never touch the brakes. One other element is body weight but I'll avoid that one since most think I'm skinny enough.

For strength, I've really been focusing on building strong legs and core in the gym. I'm hoping that more leg strength will translate to some more watts on the bike. I'm doing squats, leg press, leg extensions and curls, calf raises, and a variety of core exercises. The weight workouts cook my legs. No pain, no gain. Since October, I have increased weights on the various leg exercises up to 20%.

I already have good leg speed. So, in the coming months, I will focus on maintaining high cadence riding as I attempt to increase leg strength. I will throw in some pedaling drills occasionally including spin ups and high rev cruise intervals. I don't have a scooter, so I'm not doing any motorpacing like the pros. Plus, I can't really see SLR riding around on the cold, rain on a scooter.

Stamina is built during base. Long, slow endurance building rides for the next two months. Tomorrow, it's 4 hours in the saddle. In December and early January I will build up to several 250+ miles weeks and 15 hours on the bike (good thing Holidays are slow around the office).

Lastly, bike handling. I think I'm a good bike handler. However, this year I decided to do some local cross races to further enhance my skills. I'm hoping riding off road in sloppy conditions on skinny knobbies will improve my feel for the bike. I'll also throw in track stands and other slow speed stuff whenever I can.

Add all that up and maybe, just maybe, next year I'm able to dominate the early season expert races and make the move to semi-pro. We shall see.

Until next time,

Blue Star

Tifosi Optics

More good news. Tifosi Optics will be my eyewear sponsor for 2006. Tifosi makes some sweet glasses. Interchangeable lenses with a variety of tints to suit light conditions, adjustable noses pieces, Variable Tint Technology (called V.I.T. for short) that darkens or lightens the lenses depending on UV exposure, and lots of frame colors to chose from are just some of the things that make Tifosi a great eyewear company. All this at half the price of the competition.

Visit Tifosi's site at www.tifosioptics.com

EL TRAMPOSO?

I should have suspected something was amiss when a 130lb climber takes second in a grand tour long time trial. Dopers suck! Although until the B test comes back I will hold off on becoming too disgruntled. http://www.velonews.com/news/fea/9142.0.html

First Endurance Sponsorship

Good news, First Endurance has stepped up to support me for the 2006 race season. I am excited to serve as an ambassador for First Endurance because I am confident they make the most advanced and effective nutritional supplements for endurance athletes. It is easy to promote a company's products that you believe in. Plus, it's is pretty cool to be affiliated with a company that also supports Levi Leipheimer, Fred Rodriquez, and the T-Mobile women's team. Good company to be in.

Check 'em out at http://www.firstendurance.com

Sheryl Crow & Lance Armstrong

Halloween 2005

What's your motivation???

Yesterday, I was lazy coming off the feast that all future feasts will be compared to. Besides having a slight hangover from 6 wine courses each with a top-off, I was not feeling to motivated to chamois up and head out into the cold steady rain that has enveloped Seattle. I guess it is only October and it was my 30th b-day, so I can't feel too guilty.

Nevertheless, I do have to get motivated to start piling on the base mileage in the wet though. I saw this Graham Watson poster of Lance training for the '99 Tour just after recovering from cancer. It will serve as my motivation this winter, because training in Seattle during the months of November and December (and January and February for that matter) looks exactly like that. The line below the picture reads, "I rode, and I rode, and I rode. I rode like I had never ridden, punishing my body up and down every hill I could find....I rode when no one else would ride." That is the discipline that I will strive to emulate.

Lance and Sheryl Halloween photos will be posted soon.

Blue Star

Flying Pumpkin, 3-0, & Dinner

I am no longer a twenty something. As I enter my third decade of being me, I will celebrate by doing all the things I enjoy most. Ride and eat a good meal with SLR.

I started the day with a long ride on the 'cross bike. No real training agenda, just riding because I love to be on a bicycle. Riding with visions of racing up and down the street when I was kid, with the wind in my hair, and jumping curbs because its fun to get air. The "Flying Pumpkin" is a beautiful machine. Fast and light. The weather was perfect. I ended up putting about three hours in the saddle. People passing by must have wondered why the guy on an orange bike was smiling so wide.

After the ride, its on to the evening's festivities. SLR and I are indulging in a feast of epic proportions. 9 courses each with specific wine pairings (hopefully I burned enough calories on my ride to deserve such a meal). The Herb Farm (www.theherbfarm) is reputedly one of the best restaurants in the Seattle area, so what better occasion to give it a try. Being that it's Halloween weekend, the dinner is also a costume contest. I'm going as Mellow Johnny, i.e. Lance Armstrong, and SLR will be Sheryl Crow with guitar and huge faux rock on her finger. I will post pictures of the dynamic duo tomorrow.

It's time to head to dinner. It is going to be quite a night. How do I know? There is a huge rainbow out our back window.

Life is like fine wine, it keeps getting better with age.

Blue Star

Training Again and More Sponsorship Proposals.

I have finally completely recovered from the bug that was keeping me laid up. I slept 20+ hours this weekend and came out the other side feeling fresh and ready to roll.

Training the last few days has been a few hours on the trainer getting my legs back under me. It's surprising how fast fitness evaporates. I was struggling to push small watts for a couple of hours. I'm thankful for the iPod so I didn't have to listen to my heavy breathing. I've also hit the gym a couple of times. Squats hurt! All for the pursuit of more watts.

Got a few more sponsorship proposal out. I really hope putting them together is worth the effort. I learned that Ellsworth is running their program through local dealers this year. This may help in getting the support of a new shop given that Olympic Sports had more debt than assets and shuttered the joint.

That's all for now from the rainy Emerald City.

Blue Star

Back in the saddle...

The fog of sickness lifted this afternoon. It was like a light switch flipped and my head was clear and my sore throat eased.

Having suffered through cabin fever yesterday, I rewarded myself with a short spin around the neighborhood on the 'cross bike after work. I hit a few short sections of singletrack, did some run ups, then called it quits before I over exerted myself. I'm excited to get back on track with my training schedule. Big base rides are just around the corner.

I ended up getting three sponsorship proposals together yesterday. It took longer than I thought to come up with tailored cover letters for each sponsor. Hopefully, my hard work on my resume pays off. My fingers are crossed.

Blue Star

Riding the couch to sponsorship...

The only riding I'm doing is the couch. I'm still stuck here alone trying to get over this bug. Not much to do besides surf the net, channel hop, and stare at the wall. Boring.

I am hoping I will get motivated to crank out some cover letters for my race resume. Most bike companies require submissions in the next few weeks. I have visions of many supportive sponsors for next year. Ellsworth again stepped up. Hopefully some others will follow. The budget for a full year of bike gear, food, and travel is spendy. Any little bit helps.

Blue Star out.

Sick Boy

No bikes for me so far this week. It all started Saturday afternoon when I started to feel a little strange. Nevertheless, I went to the gym for some leg work. I came home exhausted and still haven't recovered. I've awoke every morning since with a coarse sore throat, a pounding headache, and achy joints. Skipped my big John Wayne Trail ride on Sunday.

It doesn't surprise me. I get sick every fall and SLR was feeling under the weather too. She probably gave me whatever she had. The one good thing about being sick now is that it is only October. Plenty of time to feel better and still get in some big base miles, although I may no longer have my 'cross form I was carrying earlier in the month.

That's all from the "green" couch.

Blue Star

Control

I wanted to train. I needed a ride. But I couldn't muster the motivation to chamois up. I was mentally spent from my day in the trenches. The thing that bothers me about missing my ride is that it was not under my control. Someone else's agenda dictated whether I had the mental energy to ride the bike today. I believe that having the control to dictate the events in one's life is a significant component to happiness. Take control.

Blue Star

Welcome to my blog. I will use this space as a creative outlet to spin yarns about my cycling lifestyle. I will endeavor to post daily (maybe weekly) updates. Hopefully, some people will find my musings mildly entertaining. I expect at least my family will tune in every once in awhile.

With that introduction, we are off.

Get out and ride.

Blue Star