UHOH! My begging WORKED, and now, like a temper-tantrum throwing child who was given candy so he would SHUT THE FUCK UP, I have learned that I can get what I want by writing lengthy blog posts. Continue reading SRAM SOCKS and NOR’EASTERS.
Category: Bike Racing
BIKESBIKESBIKES – 8 races in 16 days!
Man, is it ever a great time to be a cross racer in New England! In the span of 16 days I am doing seven cross races (and one ultrafast crit). It could be eight cross races…but I do like me an ultrafast crit where I will totally get my ass kicked.
Cross Bike Is Fully Slammed
With a lunch-time trip to Exeter Cycles, the remaining bits of my steerer tube were removed and my cross bike is now FULLY SLAMMED. New cables and housing are coming next week, so the front brake cable/housing won’t be as gigantic.
Heckled To Death
Looking forward to Gloucester:
Cosmo: You racing at all before Glowchester?
me: Yeah
Cosmo: nice
Cosmo: Imma heckle the shit out of you
me: super
Cosmo: they’re gonna find your body
Cosmo: in the sand
Cosmo: and be like “he was heckled to death”
You’re all invited to heckle me to death. Not that anyone needed an invite. But…in case you did need an invite, you are now invited.
Register for Portsmouth!
Hey JERKS, register for the Portsmouth crit. Do so here. I hope that, by now, I don’t have to explain to you why you should come do it.
That is all.
CRUSHING ALL COMERS
Commute Communique – Sept 9, 2011
Miiiight have been one of the best commuting days ever.
Stage A
– Stem on the cross bike is now FULLY SLAMMED. Photos coming, once I cut the steerer tube.
– Rode behind a cute woman on a Surly Long Haul Trucker on 108. She had pannier mounts.
– Had no coffee at the house, so I rode through Durham (Because it’s Friday morning) and got an espresso at BNG. Drank it standing up. Got excited.
– I got waved at by a hot chick in a silver Honda Fit.
Stage B
– Rode down Watson road. Discovered some trails. Rode down the trails. They dead-ended at a swamp. While riding, I caught my two-year old shorts on a branch and ripped them:
– Two miles later, rescued an ornery snapping turtle out of the middle of Watson Road. Prodding him with my frame pump wasn’t working. I took my wheel off, put it in front of him, he crawled on it as he came to attack me, and then I ran with my turtle platter and dumped him in the woods.
– I took the Rockingham Recreation Trail from Newfields to Newmarket. Began devising plans for a Seacoast NH Rhonde.
– Met Collin in Newmarket. He gave me some new shorts/Keough power:
– Collin took me on some trails in Newmarket/Durham that are not designed for cross bikes. We rode them for about an hour and a half. I fell in love with my cross bike (again), because it can do ANYTHING. Further devising of plans for a Seacoast NH Rhonde.
– Oddly enough, the trails are known as the Sweet Trails (link is a .pdf of trail brochure and map).
That is all. Pretty solid commute.
Wait, There’s Other Wednesday Night Group Rides?
I’m not really grooving on the Exeter Weekly World Championship of Ultra Hard Riding lately. Mostly because sometimes I don’t want to go wackie nunu hard. And I’m riding my cross bike to/from work with some regularity.
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On Brand Loyalty
I started writing this on the Twitter, but it’s too long. Anyway.
If you’re a cycling-type company – bikes, clothing, components, etc – and you want to build brand loyalty, sponsor a collegiate cycling team. Broke-ass kids who are just getting into the competitive part of the sport will remember this. When they graduate, and they have real jobs, and they have real income, they might buy your $10,000 wunderbike. Or they might spend their life continuously buying your products and remembering them fondly.
Cannondale, through Exeter Cycles, gave UNH a nice deal. As a result, I’ve only owned one non-Cannondale racing bike in my life (5/6 were Cannondales).
Just sayin’, if there’s any decision makers reading this, look up your local collegiate cycling team and give them some shit/sell them some shit at wholesale.
I actually have no photos of my first bike (CAAD 5 R3000, broke the frame), but it was warranted with a CAAD 7.
I do not want to talk about the stem. Or, really, any of the positioning items. This photo is from 2004.
Commute Communique – Aug 22, 2011
– Autumn poked his head in the door today for a moment and said hello. It was very nice of him. I’m looking forward to when he comes to hang out more.
– I picked up the farm share. We got soy beans. This is what my bag looked like:
So, if you saw a guy riding down 108 in Dover today with a soybean leaf tail…that was me.