Saturday, November 28, 2009

Riding Frenzy

Thursday- We got the wrong date for the Team DNA ride. We showed up at the deserted parking lot at 8. Jake, our junior recruit, showed up at 8:30. It was just the three of us, but that was okay because we just wanted do some intervals. Despite horrid Michigan-esque wind and some stomach pain, the two seventeen minute intervals went fine.

Friday- 3 hour ride with Chris. It started off easy at first, but then kind of turned into a slightly tempoish affair. As my previous post explained, I accidentally rode with a riding glove velcroed to my chamois. It was painful.

Today- Team DNA group ride. Jake showed up for the sufferfest. Going down Bush Highway, a couple of the climbers attacked. Dad and I hauled them back, splitting the group at the same time. The six of us drilled it in zone 5 for ten minutes. When we reached the intersection to turn onto Usery Pass, a couple of us took a quick pit stop, while the others kept on going up the hill without us. Dad and I were the last to get back onto the road. I wanted to ride all out to catch the group, but Heavy D told me to be patient. We would gradually pull them back. Fighting a vicious crosswind, we slowly passed riders who had been shed off. We caught up to the front two riders and passed them. They latched onto us when I took a weak pull, but Dad and I crested the top one-two. We are so competitive.
Jake did uber well on his first real group ride. He's already turning into a bike racer.

Tomorrow, I get a nice recovery ride. Monday, I get a day off. I've had way too much intensity!

Friday, November 27, 2009

2 Problems Solved

I had the most ghastly saddle sores on my ride today, regardless of how much chamois cream I used. Also, I couldn't find my riding gloves, so my hands were cold on the ride.

When I got home after fifty miles of saddle sore pain, I realized two things:

1. Where one of my riding gloves was.
2. Why I was getting saddle sores

............I am a moron.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

The Lions Teach Me to Be Thankfkul

Those two wins we've gotten this season have me content for the next two years!

More seriously, I'm very thankful everything God has given to me, even though I deserve none of it.
I'm thankful for family, new friends in Arizona, old friends in Michigan, legs to ride a bicycle, and especially the fact that God loves me. A lot.

Life as a Bald Man

You never get bed-heads.
Your scalp is a constant center for petting.
When people are at a loss for words, they just tell you that you're bald.
It's a wonderful lifem

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Future Teammates

For all of the group ride on Saturday, I kept hearing about Stephen Marcucci, the 15 year old stud on Team DNA. Apparently he's a mountain goat too. He's pretty quick, and I'm itching to ride with him.
Also, my dad and I are recruiting another teammate. While riding on Usery Pass, we saw a kid riding a road bike. We caught up to him, and Dad gave him his number. So now, the kid Jake is coming over for a ride today! He looks like he's got some serious potential.
There was another junior at the group ride. His name is Garrett, and he was about 15-ish.

It's exciting to think about: bringing a team of four to the Valley of the Sun Stage Race plus possibly Alexey. Who knows.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Just like my hair, UofM football will return

All that's missing is sackcloth and ashes.

p.s. watch this video about the Lions' game today. AMAZING!!!

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Epic Ride

Z showed up Friday night, ready to get in some group riding madness on Saturday. We needed to put in 4 hours, so we decided that we would ride with Team DNA. By the way, we will be riding with Team DNA next year.
Anyway, Team DNA was taking it's "A" group down to Apache Trail, the location of the "Tortilla Flats" race.
It has some brutal climbs, plus a very "mountainous" look. If you overshoot a corner on a descent, you're a goner.
It was fun. Going into the first set of climbs, the DNA boys were jumping. Dad immediately accelerated to the front of the group with me on his wheel. We got a gap with two other DNA guys. I think Zack was caught out at first, but he bridged up. With some serious Zone 5 action, we uncorked one DNA guy, leaving the Michigan alliance completely intact. It was pretty cool to be actually competing with those guys.
The rest of the ride was a bit more chill. On the way back home (on the flat) we got a crazy fast paceline. Then it was Dad's turn to pull and he absolutely killed it. He gapped and dropped me and Zack!

When the group ride was over, we still had an hour left to put in. We pretty much soft-pedaled it, because I was totally beat. I took an hour nap when I got home.

p.s. Michigan failed me.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

I'm now officially a man

Now that I can tie a necktie without my dad's help.

I owe it all to this video:

Monday, November 16, 2009


This day will come again. Hopefully on Saturday, or else I will be forced to shave my head!!

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Well, life goes on

Props to Dougy, Abbsters, Dmo, Kathryn, and Z. It was quite fun, but in the long run it was a bit like pulling teeth.
Thus, I am moving on after a week has passed.

Here's what's been happening.

1. The Play
It went great. We had a splendid time.

2. Bicycle
I got my first weekly training plan today! YEE-HAW!!! It should be fun.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Party in James's blog

Okay folks, time to break the all-time comment record of 113. Here is where the battle shall take place.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

what's up?

Not much. I had a good birthday on Wednesday. The only other thing I can think of is getting back into riding. I'm thinking that my annual plan officially starts in two weeks. I'm hoping for a late march peak. It will be fun.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Poor Guy

Everyone remembers Lance. Everyone remembers Eddy Merckx, the Cannibal. Everyone remembers Bernard Hinault, the Badger. Everyone remembers Miguel Indurain, "Big Mig".

But what about that other guy? Wasn't he French? Oh yeah, it was Jacques Anquetil. Poor fellow. No one seems to know about him.

Here's a few things about Jacques:
He was a crazy partier and ladies man. In fact, the reason he got into cycling was to impress women. He lead the 1961 Tour from START TO FINISH. One of his main rivals was Raymond Poulidor, the eternal second place. Poulidor placed on the Tour's podium about 10 times...but the poor bloke never won.
Anquetil was a doper. He didn't care if any one knew. His very words were "Leave me in peace; everyone takes dope."
He died of stomach cancer in 1987.