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Giving It Up
Not that I’m a control freak, more like I enjoy every aspect of the business.  Handing over the reigns on certain parts of the business is easier said than done.  So, why hand anything over? Free up time for my most productive activities. Plus add talent that is better than what I possess. Equals serving more..
Stuck On 8
8 pull ups was my max for way too long, then I changed up my routine. Â I decided to do 20 pull ups/day 4-5 days a week. Â Navy Seals have the 40% Rule: you can always do 40% of your last effort, always. Â Fair enough. I did 8, then 5, 3, 2, 1, 1. Two..
It’s Not Rocket Science
This is not a stretch, though it stretched my mind.  This is the best book on cycling I’ve read in a while.  Here’s why: winning is about often painful choices in the allocation of scarce resources which have alternative uses. You can’t get caught up in the moment and just haul tail off the front..
There’s No Good Reason
There’s no good reason to blog, I didn’t ride today and riding’s where I get my ideers.  Except… look at this bike!  There’s no good reason to buy it, but me want BAD… … saw it in my travels today. Imagine yourself (or me) on this sexy ride… color matching and dead silent belt-drive, the pleasure/challenge/random-leg-spinniness of..
Going LONG Swami’s Style
Sure, I could strap on a power meter or do a stress test or some other robotic method to figure out my fitness. But, I don’t.  When the training needs to get serious I prefer to make the rounds to the out of town group rides – lots of unknowns make it more real.  This time..
Stats
So much trust in so little matter… my bike weighs less than two 10lb. weights, the tires have a combined contact area of about 1 square inch, other than a plastic helmet, thin lycra covers my body.  Strava says I hit 52.3 m.p.h., in 39 degree weather.  My palms sweat as I add all that..
The Climbing Quiver
How many climbing arrows do you have in your quiver? Â Snaking up the San Juan Trail switchbacks, my butt was planted in the saddle. Â Though a DG (decomposed granite) trail that can handle the rain, it was not a day to stand up and unweight the back end. Â Today was a day to sit and..
It Rains On Race Day Too
There’s a brotherhood when it rains. Passing euphoric runners, a smile creeps across your face. You know it’s good to be alive, soaking in smells and vistas other, weaker riders are missing. On race day you’ll know: old tires puncture, how to corner and sprint and draft, paint is icy, a Lycra beanie = a..
Carry As Little As Possible
The rule is to carry as little as possible – Henry David Thoreau. In ’16 I’ve strived to implement this rule with regards to my bike and body – somehow my office had escaped the goal.  Slowly it had turned into a rat’s nest. The long list of excuses just got deleted. Instead, here are the..
Playin’ In The Dirt
Mountain biking today was playful, in a sublime way. Â No agenda. Â Just the fellas roaming Whiting Ranch. Â Doing a little poaching, a little exploring, a lot of teasing. Â Being kids, wrinkled with some gray. Is your helmet silver or is your hair? Â Both, turd. Cactus is so perfect right now. Â The recent trail work smoothed..
