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Monday, June 3, 2013
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
** Kent Woermann, my coach for the last 9 months, told my to disregard all the emails and texts about winning and just live in the moment.
*** Of course we race to win, and it doesn't have anything to do with feeling good, but everything to do with suffering. But that's another story.
Monday, May 13, 2013
|after the fall|
It was such a beautiful morning and my legs were tired from two days of tough racing in St. Louis, easy spinning at swope seemed like a no brainer. As I was loading up I was pretty excited and somehow forgot to strap down my bike on the rack (excitement really). As I crossed The Paseo on Cleaver 2 my bike was launched off my rack unbenounced to me. I did realized this not too far down the road. I shit a brick, pulled a u turn, and flew back the opposite direction. Half a mile down the road was a noble citizen who had pulled off to the side and was holding my bike. I was so thankful!!!
I couldn't see any immediate issues so I continued on to swope. Upon further inspection the only mark I could find was a scuffed up grip. From there it was just another beautiful day at swope and all that that entails.
This experience has definitely tipped the scales of judgement in the direction of - this thing is for real!
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Crit racing in Manhattan Ks.
Races were fun, course was fun, a little rough in spots. I raced pretty good, two races back to back. Won my entry fee back plus a few dollars and a tube. The family got to cheer on dad... and then there was The Cozy Inn.
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