WE HIT THE BOTTOM OF THE WALL 40 RIDERS STRONG.

I was 10 guys back.

Then 5.

With 100 meters to go, at the steepest point, I was 2nd wheel ... 

Hot damn!  I must be riding really good today.

At the apex I peeked back, expecting to see the usual handful.

Instead, I saw all 40 glued to my wheel.

Through misty breath gasps it was easy to note they weren't even working.

Then it hit me.

Earlier in the ride, they'd been a little frisky at the regroup... leaving the stragglers behind (I'd know). 

Being the mother hen, I took it upon myself to make very, very clear that's not the way we ride this time of year.

Yes, while I was "proudly" summitting... they timidly followed their elder.

How could I be so mean?

I feel just awful.

The only way I can make it up to 'em is by offering this amazing light for a smoking deal... 

https://pedalindustries.com/products/knog-cobber-wrap-around-bike-light

I won't remind them how I feel about their many weak and worthless taillights...
I've caused enough trauma for the day...
Who the heck lets The Old Diesel beat 'em on the climb?  Poor little chickies.

Use code BADDIESEL to save 25% if you want to take advantage of me in an emotionally vulnerable moment.

It's good on all the KNOG products for the rest of the week - Note, these ship FREE about a week after order is placed.

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166.2 lbs 
0 pull ups/0 push ups
7 hrs sleep 
https://www.strava.com/activities/2860061705

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I RECKON FEW OF MY NEIGHBORS KNOW THE CITY LIKE I DO, and why would they?

Belted in, they zoom from place to place.

But not me... and not you.

We wander.

Last week I found a beautiful memorial.

Placed forlornly at the dead end of a long, hard to find street, the irony was heavy. 

I stopped for a personal moment of silence.

I JUST FINISHED READING WHY WE SLEEP.  Mike said I'd be an evangelist for the book's message, and boy was he right.

Check out what happens when we get less than 8 hours of sleep:

Time to physical exhaustion drops by 10-30%
Aerobic output is significantly reduced
Faster rates of lactic acid build up
Reductions in blood oxygen saturation
Impairment of the body to cool itself through sweating
Weight gain through loss of hunger control
100% increase in risk of injury

... and that's just the athletic stuff, there's a whole bunch more... but, who cares about a complete and well rounded life?

Personally, I think the main thing I need to do is start my shut down sequence earlier... you know, the binge watching stretching session. 

I say that because I'm a morning person (that's a real thing) and it's hard for me to sleep in.

I'm gonna get up.

To ride or get to workin'

I need every edge I can get, and sleep is free!

I'd like to write a log more, but I gotta hit the hay.

Quick word... if you're jet lagged or over 50ish, melatonin is a great at kicking our brains into gotosleep mode.

My goto product is RĒKÜVR NITE TIME™.  You can get it here: 

https://pedalindustries.com/products/rekuvr-nite-time%E2%84%A2

Nite-nite.

Oooops... almost forgot, use this code Nov 11 & 12 to save 20% -> REKUVER20

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166.2 lbs 
0 pull ups/0 push ups
8 hrs sleep 
2 mile walk on beach

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IT'S INCONCEIVABLE.  How is it possible that I'm setting PRs as I age?

Not the climbing kind.

Or, TT kind.

The ripping the lugs off your sidewalls kind shredding a long descent...

... I wasn't really going for it because my riding buddy (gotta protect the innocent here) was off the back.  

I just felt really good and very planted.

So, here's what I think is happening.

1.  I have a very, very fast bike.  Scott Spark.  Roval wheels with ceramic bearings.  Maxxis 2.2 Ikon up front, Maxxis 2.35 Aspen on the rear.  25lbs in each.

2. I'm strong.  For the past year I've been very dedicated to my weight training and core work and stretching.  Generally, I hate doing it but always feel awesome when it's over.  

3.  This is gonna sound weird, but it's true... I can see better.  When I first came back to my MTB roots my eyes would scramble over rough terrain.  Like they were loose, rattling around.  Everything would go fuzzy at speed.  But, by riding a lot of MTB they have steadily gotten stronger to the point that my vision is stabilized. Weird, right?

Now, if you're really hauling @$$ like I am, you've got to have a great connection to your bike.  Which is why I've worked so hard on these gloves.

https://pedalindustries.com/pages/gloves

The leather palms are super thin and perforated.   The top is perforated polyester... you can see your skin.  They are super light.

I may be sweating like craycray, but I neverever slip and my hands are always cool.

They come in lots of colors, and yes we'll make 'em to match your team gear.

Check 'em out. 

https://pedalindustries.com/pages/gloves

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165 lbs 
0 pull ups/0 push ups
6 hrs sleep - not enough
4 hour epic MTB

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I'D FINALLY DID IT.  Committed that from today forward, every Friday would feature a lunch ride.  Not a beat down, but an upbeat friendly sorta thing.

I geared up.

Took a meandering dirt and street route over to Kawamata Sea Food.

The weather couldn't have been better.

Just me for the first go.  Mainly to prove to myself I could and would quit working for a bit at Noon vs my usual 2pm.

I was quite proud, thinking this is great.  It's mid-day and I'm out riding.  This route is cool.  The posse is gonna dig it.  And oh man I can't wait for a delicious poke bowl.

About half the seats outside were open.

Leaned HVY MTL (my gravel bike) by a table for two and jettisoned helmet, glasses and gloves.

Walked in, ordered... and the horror... Cash only, bro.

I'd forgotten my RaceDay wallet.

-> insert sad trumpets here <-

Dejected.  I did the walk of shame to my bike.

Not all is lost.  I proved to myself I can make the schedule work, and really that's all I needed for a win.

At least I didn't forget my commitment.

Probably because I was wearing this ridiculously soft, 100% t-shirt.

It's an athletic cut, not a boxy thang.  You're an athlete, right?

There's a bunch more I could tell ya... but just get it.  You'll freakin' lub it.

https://pedalindustries.com/products/ride-your-bike-t-shirt

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164.6 lbs 
Gym Work
6.5 hrs sleep - not enough
60 min ride

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IF YOU'VE RIDDEN WITH ME LATELY, then you may have noticed I'm always maneuvering to be on your right side.  

The only thing I fear about riding in the gutter is nothing... I'm perfectly comfy pegged to the curb.

But, my reason for doing is sheer Dudedumbness...

.. . that thing when you're a dude and you're hurting and you don't go to the doctor until it's unbearable.  In my particular case, I couldn't hear shyte outta my right ear.

Mr Todd, what brings you in?

Huh?

WHY.  ARE.  YOU.  HERE?

'CAUSE.  I.  CAN'T.  HEAR.  SHYTE.  OUTTA.  MY.  RIGHT.  EAR.

My doc is savvy.  He's seen my type.  Moved to my left side.

Why are you here?

I'm tired of fighting to ride in the gutter, Doc.

Hmmmm... well, there's a lot of that going around.

Really?

20 minutes later, I'm good as new.  Ready to ride, either side.

Am I cured of Dudedumbness? 

You'd think so.

Then again, if you're a gutter surfer like me with cat like reflexes and all... you actually start to believe in that whole nine lives thing, which leads to puttin' the doc off for one more day, which leads to not hearing shyte.

Which reminds me... did you hear about our BUY ONE GET ONE FREE deal on my most favoritist tires, Continental GP5000s?

Use this code CONTIBOGO to get 50% savings when you buy 2 Conti GP5000 tires w/Conti tubes (It actually works on 2 or more, but you didn't hear that from moi).

There's a catch... our group order goes in Friday 11/8/19, end of day.  Then, it will ship to the Interplanetary HQ where we will repack and ship to you on Thursday.

Here's the link: 

https://pedalindustries.com/pages/pedal-posse-proven

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163.6 lbs 
0 pull ups/0 pushups
7 hrs sleep w/cat nap

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MY LIFE ACCORDING TO STRAVA vs MY LIFE ACCORDING TO ME

28 days active -> 31 days of living life

666mi -> a devilish number for a saint like me

53h 4m-> hours of inexpressible joy, mingled with pain

48,786ft -> every summit followed by a ripping descent

2658 kudos received -> nothing compared to a call from a loved one

New PRs 103 ->  I can't remember one that mattered

It sure is swell of ol' Strava to take out the abacus and do all these calculations because it puts it all in perspective...

I'm a helluva lucky guy.

But, the luck doesn't stop here...

Check this out -> Conti was so impressed with the PEDALposse's Strava numbers they gave us a BUY ONE GET ONE deal on my most favoritist tires.

Use this code CONTIBOGO to get 50% savings when you buy 2 tires w/tubes (It actually works on 2 or more, but you didn't hear that from moi).

There's a catch... our group order goes in Friday 11/8/19, end of day.  Then, it will ship to the Interplanetary HQ where we will repack and ship to you on Thursday.

Here's the link: 

https://pedalindustries.com/pages/pedal-posse-proven

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165.4 lbs 
Gym Work
7 hrs sleep

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GETTING ALL GEEKED UP FOR THE MORNING SOCIAL RIDE, er ripyourlegsoff ride, I was sure to set my alarm clock.

Darn sure.

Set 3 of 'em.

Just to be sure.

'Cause gotta be rolling by 5:43AM.

So... when I rolled over and cracked my eyes to a brightening sky there was a brief What the?!

Popped up, blacked out.

Dang!

Dang!

Dang!

Hopping around... PJs flying... bibs on backwards... then frontwards... socks on... vest, beanie...

Grab the pre-made bottles, load the pocket with waffles.

Pump tires.

Lights, computer already on bike.

The only reason I made it 0 seconds to spare is because I laid everything out the night before.  

Know thyself, bro!

So, here's the cuckoo offer (because I'm pulling for YOU to be strong!):  buy 2 of these shirts, give one to your chubby checker, and commit to eat less and ride more the next 2 months.  Use promo code EATLESSRIDEMORE for 50% savings.

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166.2 lbs (i think i'll wear that t everyday this month)
20 pull ups/60 pushups
7 hrs sleep
3.25

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WHEN JEFF WAS A SUPER-COOL SENIOR 3 and I was a super-lame Senior 4 (these were the olden days before Categories and 5s), I could only look on in shy, humiliating admiration.

When he saw my calf he shook his head and said...

Clean off that Senior 4.

Huh?

That grease tattoo down there.

That's Jeff.  Always teaching.

These days, between racing and adventures, he dominates the wire bending scene in Park City.

He uses his stories of racing The Crusher and riding the cobbles of Belgium to inspire his tribe to get quickly across the finish line with a beautiful smile.

With the biz justifiably picking up the tab.

-> Never, ever take advice financial from a cyclist <-

You can do the same thing and here's a great place to start:  

https://pedalindustries.com/pages/start-a-project

Our minimum order is 1 item.  One. Uno. As in a single product.

Don't own a biz?... run it past your marketing department, they're always looking for ways to promote.  Or, maybe start a side hustle.

As long as we're talking about your wallet, here's a nifty favorite of mine.  Made from inner tube, it's svelte and secure and stays put in your jersey pocket.

This one will remind you to ride your bike, and be a great conversation piece to tell your businesses story.

https://pedalindustries.com/products/ride-your-bike-raceday-tm-wallet

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166 lbs
gym work
8 hrs sleep
1 hr ride

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PETER SAGAN HAS A NEW TEAMMATE, it's California legend T.O.D.

When asked by GCN why he had to have the aging racer on the team Peto was quick to respond...

Why not?  He's fast for his age.  He's claimed numerous KOMs in his weight class.  And, he's a hell of a lot of fun to be around.

Pressed on why those were winning qualities team owner Ralph Denk was very frank...

Look, we don't count on him winning anything but we just like him.  He works hard, sweats a lot, and eats pretty good most of the time.  We think he'll be a huge inspiration to the younger guys on the team.

GCN cornered The Old Diesel.  just after he was the last guy to come off the winning break of the local group ride.  They probed how he felt about taking a spot away on the team from someone who might actually help the champion win a race.

I know, it's sounds crazy.  But, I've been a huge fan of Sagan's since lining up to race him at Over The Hump.  When he lapped me that day I knew being teammates was our destiny.  Of course my wife will miss me, but she has a good TV and she'll be able to see me doing my thing.  My kids are excited to, after years of living like a pro I'll finally be one.  My neighbors are already asking for my autograph. And my mom, bless her heart, cried.  I can't wait for the first training camp, to hang out with the guys and...

Dad... Dad... DAD! Are you listening to me?

What, huh, yeah, of course honey...

Reading The Secret Life of Walter MIddy today reminded me of the life saving balm a good day dream can be.  Times when we drift off and dream of what it would feel like to be pro.  To ride all day, climbing the highest mountains, professional chefs looking out for us... ah, the life of a professional bike racer.  What it would it be like?

Maybe you dream of wearing the stars and stripes, of being a national champion, of representing the USA.  If that's you, our Patriot Speed Jersey could be just what you're looking for.

We make them to order, right here in 'Merica.

Check it out:  

https://pedalindustries.com/products/made-in-usa-speed-jersey-ships-in-about-3-weeks

Yes, the actual short story is better than mine... a lot better.

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165.2 lbs
0 pullups/0 pushups
8 hrs sleep
3 mile walk on sand

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SURFERGIRL SPLIT FOR HIGHER PASTURES YESTERDEE.  I looked at her long-faced, swore I didn't know what I'd do with myself...

... then started planning today's ride...

'cause ain't no riding like the riding when she's gone.

Typical Friday, messages and posts... What 'er ya doin'?  Did you hear about X ride? etc

I wanted to say yes to all of 'em, being all pent up with my self-imposed, weakly regulated offthebike rest week.

I committed to meetin' the fellas by the harbor and heading up the coast to connect with the newly resurrected Food Park group ride.  Shamed PViddy into joining us - I'm not in shape - I know, that's why you should come - I'm gonna get dropped - I know, it'll be fun.

Our little posse met up with the group.

Lotsa good feelings, guys come from all parts to do the ride and we hadn't seen each other since it's summer demise - another topic.

Cheyne, how far you going?

Gonna do a hundy.

So, of course I thought I'd do the same.

We peeled off from the group.  Then went our separate ways.

I stopped for an apple danish at Hidden House, ran into Dylan and Mike and Alessandro.

65 miles in, 35 to go. What's a bachelor to do?

Then tragedy struck at mile 90.

Ugh.

Sliced sidewall.

I popped off my Mini-RaceDay bag, ready for a quick fix.

Oooops!

No nozzle for my cartridge... I then remembered I'd loaned it to a buddy on a ride and forgotten to repo it.  Rats!

Luckily, I have a million friends - fact - who ride.

Called one... I moved.

Called two... no answer.

Called three... I'm out, but wife is home.

Phew.  

Two blocks in my socks.

Got 'er fixed, and shot straight for the local, quirky bakery for an unpronouncable sandwich.

Lesson of the day:  be sure the vastly superior Mini RaceDay bag is loaded.

Click the image for details - I dare you... not really, but it's cool.   Check it out . 

https://pedalindustries.com/products/the-mini-raceday-bag

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165 lbs
0 pullups/0 pushups
6.5 hrs sleep
6 hour ride.

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MY STOMACH HURT, 'couldn't stop laughing.

It all started with Uncle Todd, I signed up for a triathlon.

When?

Sunday.

Well, awesome... let's get you hooked up.

It's hard to remember how incredibly foreign a bike can be.  We all rode bikes as kids... but, you pick up a pro-level bike for the first time and it might as well be a NASA spec'd interplanetary rover.

This is a very smart, hard working young man.

Clueless.

Have you ridden it?

Yeah, Uncle Todd.  I have a lot more respect for road bikers.  (just wait, kiddo)

K, how about the gears... do you understand how to shift?

Not really.

So we throw it in the bike stand and play around with the shifting.

Small in back, hard.  Small in front, easy.  

He nods.  I have complete faith by the end of 25 miles he'll have it dialed, but oh man... those first 10 are gonna be rough.

Let's get you in a kit.

The nut crunchers?

You'll be fine... now Wyatt, this is my prized speed suit.  We sell these for over $200.

Oh, okay I don't need that.

Yes you do... I'm telling you that so you have confidence that this is the very best money can buy... now go put it on.

Ok.

No undies, go commando.

He changes... comes out... now, in all fairness he is an outstanding surfer and wetsuits have the zipper in the back... he comes out with... you guessed it... THE ZIPPER IN BACK! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

I'm dying.

He starts laughing, can't help it.

What?!

Hahahaha.....hahahaha...

Bro.... hahaha.... it's .... on..... BACKWARDS!!!!

Back in the bathroom, and out.

You look great.  How's it feel.

Amazing.  When do I put it on?

First thing, under your wetsuit.  Then on the bike...

... do I run in it?

Absolutely?

For real?

Yes, my buddy Joby just PR'd Kona in that exact speed suit.

He smiles.

Me too... can't wait to go watch him Sunday.

I wore that very suit to a number of surprising road victories this year.  If you want to check it out here's the link:

https://pedalindustries.com/products/splatter-speed-suit-master-yellow

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165.4 lbs
20 pullups/60 pushups
7.5 hrs sleep
1.25 hour ride.

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NOTHING IS WORSE THAN A BAD GIRLFRIEND (ladies just insert boyfriend for ease - not that your easy, that I'm too lazy to switch back and forth and I know your too hip to care).

I would surf every day if surfing wasn't such a lousy lover.  I never know what I'm gonna get.  Is it going to be pumping? flat? empty? crowded? ? ? ? ?

Which reminds me how silly I think surf contests are, surfing is art, and my favorite surfers are soul surfers... surfing for love and spirit. 

Most mountain bikers around here are surfers.

You know why now, right?

Because surfing is so dawgawn fickle.  Ugh!

But the bike... the bike... she so lovely.

She a great lover.

Always ready to go, to rip or flow.

She don't care, she just wants to go.

And these surfing mountain bikers aren't into the competition thingy.

They are soul riders.

No hurry to climb.

No computer to obey.

Getting high, while riding high.

Chasing it with adrenalin, while chasing each other down.

That's soul riding.

No agenda.

Time to ditch the Garmin, bro.

My go to soul riding snack:  

https://pedalindustries.com/collections/pedal-posse-proven/products/honey-stinger-variety-pack

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166
20 pullups/60 pushups
7.5 hrs sleep
1.25 hour ride.

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FOUR DAYS IN TO MY SELF-IMPOSED BIKE FAST, and things are miserable.

My legs ache.

My energy is terrible.

My whole system is off.

Withdrawals!, some might say.

Well, I agree.

I don't know how folks who neglect their health do it.

How do they keep going day after day, all work and no play?

I'm already tipping the scales higher than I've been in a year.

... and I'm wondering, what is the point of the (no) exercise?

I need to get out and feel the sun on my face, hear the wind, feel some tension in my musckulls (Pop-eye!)

All I wanna do is ride my bike fast!

Which brings me to my favorite Bruce Lee quote:

Research your own experience, absorb what is useful, discard what is useless, and add what is specifically your own.

I'm pretty sure I'll be breaking the fast in the morning.  My legs have felt like $#*^ since the Filthy 50 on Saturday.  I don't remember a recovery ever taking this long and I think it has to do with the lethargy.  This body of mine needs to stay in motion.

Lesson learned.

Want to know what else I've learned along the way?, check this out:  

https://pedalindustries.com/collections/pedal-posse-proven

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166
0 pullups/0 pushups
7 hrs sleep
0 hour ride.

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YOU KNOW I TRY AND SHARE EVERY MISTAKE I MAKE OR ALMOST MAKE in the hopes my friends can avoid them.  But, this one is a new one... and, well, I guess I'm glad it happened.

Todd, you're not going to believe this.

When I hear this I always take stock of the teller... sometimes I think Oh, I'm going to believe this and others the opposite.

In this case, when a cat goes by the handle of "Crazy" on the Stravas... well, I'm probably going to believe it and love it.

Especially, double-especially, when it happens after the awesome and feared TMWC!... 'cause, honestly, who can get anything useful done after that social ride?!

Anyway, what you really want to avoid is this...

Someone stoke my kit.

What?

Yeah, I always hustle into work after the ride and leave my kit to dry on the back of the car.

Hmmm... I mean that's totally normal, right?... so it's not the mistake you and I should avoid.

And someone stole it?

Yep.

That's terrible! (which it actually is, good kits ain't cheap)

So Crazy comes on down to hang out at PEDALindustries HQ and pick up some new gear.  We spend a good bit rehashing the ride I missed, the upcoming weekend rides, and other riveting news only we can lose ourselves in.

Another mistake I've learned to avoid is that of shoeing people I enjoy out of my life because I've got to grind - we all need to hangout and connect more.

Crazy heads on home, saving a bundle by picking up brand new closeout gear.

Here's the mistake you don't want to make, but probably are going to make or already have made.

Found my TMWC kit. 

Where?

At home. I raced back home to get a student a belt and forgot I had dropped them off. Tuesdays my brain is just useless after 8am!

haha... SO. IS. MINE!

Remember kids, we're stupider than we think we are after a beat down/social ride... and no matter what, how things go down in our memory are almost a lock to be different than what actually happens.

Just in case it happens to you, https://pedalindustries.com/pages/close-outs

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166.4 lbs (heaviest in a year, yikes!)
0 pullups/0 pushups
7 hrs sleep
0 hour ride.

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WHEN IS IT OKAY TO BREAK YOUR PROMISE TO TAKE A WEEK OFF?  Does it really matter?  I mean nobody is checking, right?  Sure my body is worn out...

But, when a college buddy calls and says I'm in town, let's ride!

Ya gotta go.

Though the paths we ride are thousands of miles apart, our souls are still traveling together...

... and that's a ride I'm always never gonna pass on.

I HAD PLANNED TO WRITE THIS BIG DRAMATIC END OF THE SEASON POST ABOUT THE SEASON.  Then, I got home after a scorching Filthy 50 and melted into the couch.  I was completely drained, vowing never to do it again.

Yesterday pretty much sums up my season.  Set a giant goal, train to the point of not loving it, recover like no other, shock myself with the result, collapse in exhaustion.

24 hours later, and I feel a lot better... even starting to have fond feelings for the Filthy.

Which means if I'm really calling it a season, my collapse is going to extend for an entire week.

A week off the bike.

Do you think I'll make it?

Monday will be easy to resist - I'm pretty achey from the cramps I was fighting the last 20 miles.

Tuesday will be the last Market Ride of the year - it ends with the time change... so, I might ride.

Wednesday is pretty packed with work commitments, I should be good there.

Thursday I'm planning to surf with my brothers, which isn't really resting, but we are overdue for a board meeting.

Friday, oh Friday and it's cherished meditation/journal session... that'll be tough, maybe if I just ride really, really easy it won't count... or maybe I'll just fire up the scooter and get the journaling done.

Saturday, to try and make it impossible to ride I am thinking of camping Friday night and leaving the bikes behind.

Well, that's the plan for now.

Honestly, I'm pretty sure I'll falter... but I sure do need some rest. 

TOMORROW WILL BE MY LAST RACE OF THE YEAR, and I know what I’m gonna do. 

I’ll be that racer cracking a few nervous jokes, trying to break the tension on the starting line. 

I’ll be that racer with a giant grin, cheering other riders on and high-fiving the volunteers. 

I’ll be that racer going all out, giving it all I’ve got.

I’ll be that racer covered in dust, and maybe a little blood.

I’ll be that racer fighting cramps, chewing my salt tabs.

I’ll cross the finish line, gassed.

I’m gonna have so much fun!

Who are you gonna be?

164.4 lbs 
0/0
7 hrs

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EXACTLY 36 HOURS FROM NOW THE GUN WILL BLAST AT THE FILTHY 50 MTB.  Dust will be flying.  Blood pumping.  Lungs filling.  Brain quiet.

Brain quiet?

Yes, quiet.

No cell phone ringing. 
No incessant internet pinging.
No wondering if I set the alarm. 
No does this helmet make me look fat? 

The world will be sealed off, my invoice shut down.

Quiet.

Deadly quiet.

The assassin will be in charge.

With one singular thought:  Ride Fast.

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165.4 lbs 
25/60
6 hrs

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MY GIRL IS A SURFER FIRST, BIKE RIDER 2ND.  Which means we surfed this morning - paddle surfed... and, we might go for a bike ride tonight.

Do I panic I'll miss my planned DRTY WDNSDY ride?  Not even.

It's all part of the diabolical plan:  do all I can to make this day special so I can ride all I want the rest of the week.

It's more than that actually, because she celebrates the entire week.

So, on Monday night when she wanted to go watch the meteor shower I said Heck yes!... even though I knew we'd be out so late I'd have to skip the Tuesday Morning World Championships.

... all part of my diabolical plan to ride all I want the rest of the year.

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164.4 lbs 
25/0
7 hrs

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