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Aevolo Cycling and Pedal Industries

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Aevolo Cycling and Pedal Industries

We're excited to be working with the Aevolo Cycling team while they compete at the Tour Colombia. They are competing alongside six WorldTour teams, seven Pro Continental teams, 12 Continental teams, and three national teams.

Before and after the races, they use one of our custom designed RaceDay Bags to prep and organize their cycling gear. Shop and learn for yourself why we're trusted by pros: bit.ly/RaceDayBags

Pictures were taken by Tosh Clements 
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YA DON'T STOP!

TODD BROWN Bike Life

YA DON'T STOP!

WHAT YA READ IS NOT A TEST... 

I was geeked up, pumped up, ready to rip.

Bikes loaded, boys loaded, on a trip.

Truck bouncin', phone bouncin', hit the road.

Turn around?, say what?!

Go back?

Naaaaaah....

We ridin', not callin'.

 


THIS IS TRUE LOVE

TODD BROWN Bike Life

THIS IS TRUE LOVE

NOTHING SAYS LOVE LIKE A VALENTINE'S DONUT... and the fact that she didn't get one for me says even more.  It says she gets me.

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162.2
10/30
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GO MOD

TODD BROWN Bike Life

GO MOD

WE WANT TO CHANGE YOUR WORLD WITH MOD.  MOD is Made On Demand.  For you, that means no more minimum orders and no more long lead times.  Just go into the store we create for you and order gear as you need it.

Simple enough?

FAQ's

Where do you manufacture?  We make almost everything right here in the USA, most of it in sunny CA.

How long does it take?  Generally, production requires 3-4 weeks.  Sometimes faster, rarely slower.

How do we get our design going?  First send us your logos and any reference art - like current or previous jersey.  We'll take it from there.

How is pricing determined?  Together, we'll forecast with you the volume of products your team will purchase throughout the year then we'll set your pricing.  If you go beyond the forecast, we'll refund the difference to the early purchasers.

What is the minimum quantity needed to get going?  Just one item.  Need 1 jersey, order it.

What kind of materials do you use in your kits?  We use the finest Italian fabrics and pads, and the best YKK zippers.  

If you're ready or have questions, click here.


GRIT. HOPE.

TODD BROWN Bike Life

GRIT.  HOPE.

REMEMBER WAY BACK TO YESTERDAY WHEN I BRAGGED ABOUT HOW GRITTY WE (YOU AND ME) ARE?  Well, check out my morning.

1.  Still super exhausted from Saturday's Rock Cobbler.

2.  Leave house 4 minutes late.

3.  Get 5 minutes down the road and cleats will not engage... Tell me why??????... oh, yeah, Thursday I crammed them full of muddy clay and it hardened in there.

4.  Back home for 20 minutes of surgery.

5.  Leave again... now 30 minutes late.

6.  Hustle, and start making all the short cut calculations... cut through golf course, skip Melinda, make light at Marguerite...

7.  As I'm rolling past Rock N Road I see a group turn the corner.  It's just the right size I can't tell if it's the A group or the B... but, I miss the light and have to wait.

8.  Catch Dan on bike trail.  A or B, I gasp.  A.  Ugh (A's are chasing B's... and I'm escrewed).

You may be wondering why didn't I stay in bed to begin with... it was 39 and dark and I was tired?
Because of that previous post. 

Why didn't I go back to bed when I came home vs shoe surgery? 
Because of that darn post. 

Why didn't I just do my own ride vs chasing all morning? 
Because of that post.

Why do we do what we do?
Because we've got grit!

... and hope.  I was hoping I'd make up the 4 minutes, I was hoping the cleat fix would be quick, I was hoping I'd make all the lights, I was hoping I'd catch... and eventually I did catch Dan and then my neighbor Mike who'd flatted... and so, Mike and I and Isaac finished it up strong, and then Mike and I rolled home and caught up on life.

... another great ride!

(yes, this is worth your time)

 

 

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163.2
0/0
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GRIT

TODD BROWN Bike Life

GRIT

I KEEP HEARING ABOUT GRIT, that it's grit that makes the difference between success and failure.

Looking at tomorrow's once again dark and cold start, I know I'll be among the few with the grit to do it.

Why?

Habit.  For sure, that's a big part.

Results.  I prefer the result of riding vs not riding.

The sunrise... is there anything better?

(6:38AM tomorrow)

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163.4
9/30 (slacker)
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AND THEN IT STARTED TO RAIN

TODD BROWN Bike Life

AND THEN IT STARTED TO RAIN

10 MINUTES BEFORE THE START OF THE ROCK COBBLER IT STARTED TO SPRINKLE.  In unison, the temperature began dropping.  I ripped off my jersey threw on a base layer.

The sprinkle turned to drizzle.  Back to the van.  Off with the jersey and base layer, on with the vest.

I rode 100 yards to the Start area.

Now it was raining.  Dark, full clouds lie ahead.  I'm freezing.

Back to the van, again.  Off with the vest, off with the jersey, on with the base layer and jersey and vest. 

It's all of got...
... and I can hear the singer giving it all she's got...
... and the hommmmmmme, of theeeeeeee, BRAAAAAAAAVE!

 A yank the van door shut, hide the key, jump on HVY MTL, and catch the group as it leaves Lengthwise Brewery.

It's 42 degrees, raining, I'm basically wearing underwear, the group is barely moving during our 14 mile neutral roll out.  I start to shiver.  The bars shimmer.

Is this brave or stupid?  It's the Rock Cobbler 6.0... and it's exactly what we all signed up for:  an adventure, a test, a tour... through beautiful open country, accessible only because Sam Ames makes it happen.

We finally survived the neutral, got up to speed, and hit the first long climb.  The day before, when I test rode it, it was dry and hard and slippery.  I thought a light rain would help.  Ha!... it was slop.  While I cleaned it many were already walking.

... and I was warm, finally!

I was about 30 guys back.  Little groups of 3-5 guys slicing fast gravel and single track for the next hour.  We could all see each other, and where to go.

(NOTE:  when gravel racing, part of being prepared... of being "pro"... is downloading the map onto your Garmin.  I did not do this.  I will never skip this step again.)

About this point we took a narrow, shallow tunnel under a highway.  Into the daylight, the guy ahead of me turned left.  Just like the guy ahead of him, and the guy head of him...  I have a maxim:  the closer we get to the finish line, the dumber we get... and the left turn was a perfect example.  

We raced on... up a hike-a-bike so steep I locked my brakes then pulled myself up a few steps.  It was brutal.  My calves burned.  Lots of guys were collapsed at the top, a number of others scraping mud off their bikes so their wheels would spin.. the aid station guys didn't seem surprised to see us.  They should have been.  I refilled a bottle and got going.

There probably isn't a funner section of racing anywhere than down the slot canyon with huge banked turns that led us to the pavement.

We got a train of 4 guys, started swooping more guys, and barreling back towards Bakersfield.  Full gas!... when some hill billy in a pick up rips past us, slams on his brakes, jumps out and starts yelling.  I'm thinking, great a kook that wants off the road...  but he's yelling, you're going the wrong way, turn around.  We didn't hear that though and kept riding.  He speeds past us and does it again.  We can't believe it.  Crest fallen, we turn the train around.  We chug, neither speeding up nor slowing down. 

We yell at the other groups still heading the wrong way... eventually we get back on course and just deal with it.  We're about a half hour behind schedule.  

It's a cow trail, above the mighty Kern river... a known killer in the spring and summer, a timid friend today.  It's green and lush and slippery.  In some places the trail is a foot wide, and 15' straight down into the drink.

I love it.  This is my kind of riding.  I forget about the extra miles and get back to racing.  My buddies from home, Tim and Jeff, and I are up to full speed.  The mud is real:  thick and slow; then, sandy and gritty; fast and splashy.  So fun!

The next aid station we are begging for lube.  None.  But, plenty of food.  Tim whips out a teency, tiny lube sampler and saves us.  Many people at this point bail out. Their bikes a barely working, the legs are gone. 

We get on with it, and I'm so glad.  Sure, we had a hideous 20 minute brutal climb.  Many pitches to steep to ride.  Mud sticky enough to pull your shoes off.  But sooooo worth it.

Beautiful green pastures.  Cows.  Streams.  Earth at it's best!

And it's getting warmer and dryer.  It hasn't rained for 2 hours.  This is the desert, and it's going to get faster every single minute.  

I summit by myself.  Blow through the aid station the bottom of a Dolomiti-like road descent, start up the next climb where I see a group of 10 about 2 minutes up the road.

It's Diesel time!

15 minutes later, after surfing through their shelled riders I catch.

Hallaflippinluyah!

There's still a lot of road and gravel and single track and whoops to go, but I'm able to recover a bit and eat.  My buddy Q is here.  It's a good group riding at a fast clip.

I know what's ahead.  They don't.  I've done it.  They haven't.  They're going to. I'm not.

It's the terrible hike-a-bike us rookies already did.

They head for it, I head for the finish.  It's still 20 miles away, and the 84 mile ride I signed up for is going to wind up being 96.

Would I do the Rock Cobbler again?  For sure... with the map on my Garmin.

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A few tips:  download the course so you have it - can't say this enough; bring extra lube; spray non-stick spray on your pedals, shoes and parts of your frame the collect mud... I'm sure next year will be totally different and I'll have all new mistakes to learn from.


TOMORROW WE COBBLE

TODD BROWN Bike Life

TOMORROW WE COBBLE

I'VE BEEN WANTING TO DO THE ROCK COBBLER FOR YEARS... Sam is known turning the fun up to 11.

Wade suggested I reset my expectations to entertainment... be prepared to be bombed by beach balls.

Dave said to spray my shoes and pedals and down tube with non-stick spray... that mud and those hikes are real.

Tim and Chris said they're just here for the miles... its Tim's 5th and Chris' 1st.

I checked out the first miles today... straight up!

What have I gotten myself into?

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161.2
0/0
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SO CLOSE AND YET SO FAR

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SO CLOSE AND YET SO FAR

THERE I WAS, SHAKING DOWN HVY MTL BEFORE SATURDAYS ROCK COBBLER.  It had all gone so well.

Chain was quiet.

Paint was sparkly.

Had to go all terrain to do it right.  Hit some pavement, hit some gravel, hit some chunky asphalt, hit some dirt.

But, the dirt was sticky.  Not too sticky, just sticky enough to give my treads a light glaze of brown.  

As I climbed along the final dirt pitch, I could see in my mind the other side.  It was steep, the rain for sure would have dug some deep grooves.  I'd have to bunny hop a bit.  The big question was the 50' of flat from the bottom of the hill to the pavement.

How bad could it be?

The grooves turned out to be more trench-like.  I worked my way jumping and sliding quickly.  I could see the flat section.  Smooth as can be.

I pinned it... full speed... I got it, I got it, I... the pinning turned to spinning... harder, faster became deeper... and stuck.

New shoes ankle deep in California clay... almost lost 'em.

Turns out this was a good thing... I double checked the weather for Saturday:  rain from mid-night so sunrise.  I called Super Dave, who's raced it many times... 

Bro, will road shoes work at The Cobbler.

No, way... BWR yes... but, Cobbler has a solid hike-a-bike.

Yikes!

He gave me three more solid tips to make it through this crazy course Sam has cooked up.

 ... I can smell the mud from here... mmmmmmmmmm

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161.4
10/30
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A NEEEEEW BIKE!

TODD BROWN Bike Life

A NEEEEEW BIKE!

THIS MUST BE WHAT MONTY HALL FELT LIKE... her shock, way back on Christmas Day; then her joy today, when it was finally ready for a ride.

It'd been years since her last new road bike... which was preceded by the arrival of Trevor, making us a party of 3.

Oh, there had been plenty of mountain bikes and motorcycles and surfboards during that time... as well as our party growing to 5 with Shane and Shelby.

But, no road bikes.

It was probably my doing... we lived in a mountain bike mecca and that's all I rode for years.

Then, I got into the road scene via Trevor's passion for it.

He got out of it, I stayed fully immersed... loving it.

She didn't seem to care.

Did she?

Did she mind being a road widow?

Didn't seem like it... but, I'm a dude... and dudes can be sooooo clueless.

The last month has been like watering a dry plant.

I may not be the be the quickest of riders,
but, I got this one right.

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162.4
10/30
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IN THE MIDST OF IT ALL

TODD BROWN Bike Life

IN THE MIDST OF IT ALL

IN THE MIDST OF ALL THE CHAOS LIFE SERVES UP, there waits our humble bike.

Through launching a career or business, starting a family or raising teenagers, caring for each other or an elderly parent, in good times and bad times... it waits.

Sometimes, too long.

Tires get splashy, or flat.

Chain gets stiff, or rusty.

The helmet and shoes dusty, or lost.

The gear buried, or given away.

But that bike, it waits.

Like an old dog, we can't give it away.  Not while it longingly looks up and hoping today's the day we get back outside... escape the garage... and put a great big giant smile on my master's face.

In the midst of it all, when it's all a little too much...

... go ride your bike.

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163.8
10/30
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I DON'T ALWAYS BONK...

TODD BROWN Bike Life

I DON'T ALWAYS BONK...

I DON'T ALWAYS BONK, BUT WHEN I DO... sometimes it's a work.

I just get jamming, and in the zone, and "lunch time" passes by... and then it's mid-afternoon or later... and I'm hungry like a wolf!

More of the time I've got a bar or two stashed in my desk or glove compartment.

Just another reason to be grateful to be a bike rider.

Am I weird?

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163.2
10/30
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OUR LENS

TODD BROWN Bike Life

OUR LENS

OUR LENS.

Will it be an adventure?

Will we be tested?

Will we meet some cool people?

Will it require our best?

Will we make a difference in someone's life?

Will we learn a ton?

Will it be fun?

Will we go fast?

Will it be dangerous?

Will we need new skills?

Will it be unpredictable?

Will it change us?

We're in.

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161.8
10/30
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THE OLD N +1

TODD BROWN Bike Life

THE OLD N +1

THEY SAY EVERY RIDER SHOULD HAVE ALL THE BIKES HE OR SHE NEEDS, plus one more.  Or something like that.

But, what if we had N - 1.

What if there was always a need for one more bike?

Oh... right... that's exactly how it is.

Right now my "- 1" is a full suspension XC racer.  I'm feeling a need to get back to the dirt, back to my roots.

How 'bout you?

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162.4
10/30
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MAKE UP PULLS ARE NOT THE SAME AS MAKE UP LOVE

TODD BROWN Bike Life

MAKE UP PULLS ARE NOT THE SAME AS MAKE UP LOVE

COVER YOUR EYES KIDS... sometimes mommy and daddy aren't getting along, and then someone eventually tosses an olive branch, and soon enough sparks are flying like never before... but, that's not how it works in a pace line.

Look, I know you've been skipping pulls.  Everybody in the pace line does, and nobody is happy about it.

Don't make it worse!

Don't wander up to the front and think,  Well I feel pretty good now that I've rested I better make up for it by doing a monster pull.  Doing a big, long, fast pull will not ingratiate yourself.  It's not make up sex... it's more like, well... I don't know exactly... but, I do know you're going to tick everybody off with these shenanigans.

Resist.

Do this.

Roll through like the gentlemen or lady you think you are... take a normal pull... slot back in... and do it again and again and again...

Eventually, we'll forget and forgive your previous misdeeds.  That's how to kiss and make up in a pace line.

XOXO

PS... no, this isn't about you... 'cause I know you, you think it's you, but it's not you... it's someone else : )

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162.2
10/30
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

TODD BROWN Bike Life

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

HEY MAN, YOU GOING IN LATE TODAY OR TAKING THE DAY OFF?

Going in late.

Cool.  We never get you on this ride.

He neglected to mention it was his birthday!  Somebody who knew happybirthdayed him. 

Yeah, Happy Birthday man!  You really going into work?

Yep.

Well, can't think of a better way to start the day off!

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161.8
10/30
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OUR A TEAM IS GROWING, AND I'M STOKED!

TODD BROWN Bike Life

OUR A TEAM IS GROWING, AND I'M STOKED!

WE MAKE NEARLY ALL OUR GEAR IN THE U.S. of A 'MERICA!  It's freakin' awesome.  We have so much more flexibility as a manufacturer of custom products than we did when were offshoring.

Which for me, personally, is hellavalotta fun!

And, for our customers, hellavalotta convenient.

It's more fun because it's so much easier to create new products, control quality.  There's nothing like hands on.  Plus, we're employing Americans.

It's more convenient because our design team is here.   Customer's team stores never close now.  They can order 1 thing or a 100.  And get their orders in less than 4 weeks.

American.  Awesome.

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162.2
10/30
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HOW'S THE WEATHER?

TODD BROWN Bike Life

HOW'S THE WEATHER?

WHEN I'M RACING I LOVE WORTHLESS DATA. I don't use a power meter, but I do use h.r..  But, I don't... when I'm racing any way.  I used to.

Now, I prefer nonsense.

Before nonsense, I would toss the Garmin into my back pocket.

Now... give me the weather.

Whether or not...

if I can't keep up, what's the point of knowing?

Do or do not...

Rather than think of all the pain, or how intense the effort is...

In a road race, nothing matters...

Except being the last guy to lead.

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163.2
10/30
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THE FIRST TIME

TODD BROWN Bike Life

THE FIRST TIME

OVER THE YEARS, I'VE BEEN TO A LOT OF RACES.  I've always wanted to do what I did today, but had never done it.

It's always been... 

Go to my race, go home.

or

Go to my race, hang out for a bit, go home.

But, today it was...

Be the first one at the venue... because I spent the night there.  Watch a few races.  Do my race.  Watch the rest of the races.  Catch up with a lot of my friends I don't see often enough.

It was fun to see so many people having fun racing bicycles.  More than just my peers.  From what I could tell all got their money's worth.  They were challenged.  Some won.  Most didn't.  But, it didn't seem to matter.

One of the winners was my friend Doug.  He took off on the last lap, the same exact spot he took off on 2 years ago.  That time we caught him about 30' before the finish line.  Today when he jumped ahead of the group, I was hoping he'd make it... granted, we raced in a combined race today and we weren't in the same group otherwise I met have felt different... but, to his credit, he went for it.  Did a massive solo attack with about 5 miles to go and made it stick.

Personally, I had a great day.  After being sick last week, and not being able to ride much I was not sure how I'd do.  My strategy was pretty simple... wait until the last possible second, then go.  It worked pretty darn good.

My buddy Dave Letttieri, finished right behind me.  Woulda been even cooler if he'd been able to stick around for the photo.


BREAKING IT DOWN.

TODD BROWN Bike Life

BREAKING IT DOWN.

TOMORROW WE RACE.

It'll be a gun fight for sure.
A few will draw early, only to miss wildly.
A few more will shoot out the back due to simple physics.
Then the rest will draw and fire.
One will hit the mark.

It's 1/3 to 1/2 a mile to the finish, depending on where the line is... up a hill that hits 11% mid-way, then backs off to nearly flat.

My prediction:

Lap 3, it's probably all back together.

Lap 2, multiple breakaways will be attempted.

Lap 1, most likely feeling things out.

Neutral roll out down the hill we finish on.

For me it'll be 3 laps - 42 miles.  About 2 hours.

 

Preceded by a solid night of sleep.

On a belly full of tacos.

 

 

 

 

Then