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This Weekend Is For Marcy


Cross Race Accident Tonight

I have been fatigued lately and I wanted to take it easy. I took a few warm up laps and discovered I am way out of practice dismounting my bike and getting back on. No problem, I would just go easy.

At the gun I let the entire field go. As I looked up I noticed that the pace at the front was not that fast and if I would of been on top of my game and didn't have a 24 hour ride coming up, I feel I would of been  up there.  Soon I got into a rhythm.

So I picked racers off one at a time and worked my way to upper mid pack and was going pretty good. A rider crashed and I waited till he got back on, he was doing well and was a good pacing partner.  Then it happened!

I came around a gravel corner, deep just plowed gravel, and my front tire washed out.  I went down hard and drove my knee into the ground.  I crashed hard onto my shoulder and I hurt my back so bad it took me quite a while to get going ( a long time).  I don't know how I finished but I did.

So now the RMVQ is questionable but at the very least I will support my friends and we will have a good weekend anyway.  I am real bummed I may not be able to ride.  I will Keep ice, clean it up and asses in the morning.  Good Night!


Cyclocross Starts Tonight


Into Tonight


Fatty Weighs in on USAC MTB Changes

mugging Thanks Fatty! I was feeling like no one feels the way I do and only you can write an light hearted response to USAC's new changes.  I can only gripe and irritate some of my (former) friends. Well, at least I find out who my MTB friends are. How come MTB(ers) are wussies and cant speak up?  Well Fatty has ...

New opportunities to sandbag. I


Unlucky Weekend, Fun Times Though

I don't like smokey bars but there I was, last Friday, sitting at a table with friends waiting.  Waiting for something.  Everyone was looking at me. You know, kind of like when someone shows you the ocean for the first time.  Then IT arrived.

It was this pile of food, looking good all heaped together. A layer of hash browns, then eggs, a big chicken fried steak (I think), all drowning in a bath of gravy. And yes; It was good! Fun times.

We left the Oxford and decided that the Maverick Brew Fest was far more fun than last weeks Hemp Fest. I was drunk but who wasn't? I mean we were all in the same boat ... right? We would get up the next day and go to Helena to camp and race.

The next morning I went to City Brew and started off the recovery with scones and coffee. I went home and tried to get the Griz game on TV. Wouldn't you know it, someone told the fat cats that the mice were watching the game for free in 07 and so in 08 they implemented some changes. So the Griz game was out for me, a lower class citizen. I'll just go to Helena ... and I went!

About half way to Helena I realized that I forgot to pack my stuff in the car. Ok, now I was pissed ... I drove home about 105 mph.  To hell with it.

I simmered and finally gathered enough composure to pack the dam shit and head out again.  Now I was late and the pre ride was in jeopardy.  I arrived in Helena to promptly get lost.  That town is weird.