just pedlin around...

KYLE..don't let anyone get you down..

when life get's rough..i always turn to ralph machhio and pat morita.



you're the best!!

tres cinco dos

dj sussex. bboys vs. gnarls

thursday funk

per wiki..The word "funk", once defined in dictionaries as body odor or the smell of sexual intercourse, commonly was regarded as coarse or indecent. African-American musicians originally applied "funk" to music with a slow, mellow groove, then later with a hard-driving, insistent rhythm because of the word's association with sexual intercourse. This early form of the music set the pattern for later musicians.[1]

today..i've been in a different kind of funk. not sure what or why...

if you see me giving the larry david stink eye to you, i'm on to you...

recovery ride

you know where this is heading, don't you?

out for an innocent enough recovery ride. yes..i know, my weekend didn't consist of much racing to 'recover from' but i have a PLAN and i gotta stick with that PLAN.

it was going pretty well, smelling the flower, giving fingers to traffic, just moseying along but 40 minutes into it, the goon ride comes zipping by. i says to myself, "self, it wouldn't hurt to just sit on the back until the hill, my legs could use some opening up." then i jump on and the pace in over 30mph.

"whoa! this is fun!"

still, i was thinking i'd jump off before the ross hill.

"an effort over ross hill might do me good. I want to see if i can hang with these guys anyway"

dumb

I went over ross (in my big ring..doh!!). the field split to 5 of us, me 'sitting on' the climb while funga drills it then attacks after the false flat.

I gotta stay on and see if we can catch him.

we catch him on the descent.

"ok..i'll wait to the bottom of the hill then peel off and get back to my recovery ride"

which i did, sort of, after pacelining for a few minutes, i dropped back to recovery mode. It took awhile for the ol' heart rate to get down to the perscribed rate.



recovery ride stats:

1 hour
700kjs
65 TSS
1100 Max Watts
12 minutes at 349 NP
135 Max Cadence
188 Max HR

lessons learned:

stay away from any road that group rides may partake on when attempting a recovery ride.

i have no discipline (i already knew that one).

i hate politics

iron burrito

after dismal showings at two crits in two days, we went to go see iron man. I was starved so i bought a burrito from chipolte. those are big burritos. i normally can't eat the whole thing.

i brought the burrito into the movie with me.
i ate it during the previews.
it was enjoyable

burritos at movies.
the next big thing

i wasn't hungry for the rest of the day.

iron man was pretty awesome too. awesome graphics, the story was pretty good, they left the plot open for sequels, gwyneth paltrow looked aight, and robert downey, jr. was really good. I give it, 4 WROBS.

i won't discuss too much regarding the races since most of my setbacks were from my bad bike racing in general. at wilmington, i didn't stay up front and it cost me big time. rookie shit. at so md, i got nervous when my wheels started sliding on the 2nd to last corner a few times. apparently i liked the line that had oil on it AND..i have no balls. very frustrated at that one since I was in the chasing group and feeling fine..dare I say 'good.'

good news is fitness is improving rapidly even though my skillz at crit riding are a bit rusty.

lessons learned. next.