The Everyday Athlete

Cheap Chicken
I’ve been exercising my super-thrifty muscles lately, trying to scrape together the funds for my new superlight ‘cross bike.  After last night’s short track race, I’m not even sure why I’m bothering, but that’s another story.

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I’m not a big football fan and professional sports certainly isn’t the focus of this blog. But, I have to weigh in on this.
Yesterday after returning early from an UnSuperbowl Party so that I could watch the Superbowl (I know, I know - it doesn’t make any sense) I found Sal huddled up in the […]

We grow up and get old.  We grow up and get busy. Teams are hard to put together, hard to organize, hard to keep up with .
It’s already enough of a battle to just roll out of bed and go do our morning run, our afternoon ride, our lunchtime walk.  We learn to rely on […]

Sal is constantly disappointed when the red netflix envelopes arrive:  "Another jock movie??" he sighs. 
But, he refuses to take control of the queue so the emotional jockishness will continue.
Today I watched, "When We Were Kings" while I rode the trainer.  It was fantastic!   (I can’t sit through movies but spinning through them works wonders.) 
Of course, […]

We interrupt our regularly scheduled protein and pull-up report to bring you this special announcement…
I took second in Cylcocross Magazine’s "Spirit of Cyclocross" essay contest!  :)  Rad! In addition to having the essay published, I also won a set of bitchin’ ‘cross tires.  Double bonus.  Mad thanks to my friend to the north, Guy Smith, […]

Sunday was epic.  Absolutely, insanely epic.
Rain in sheets, mud in streams, skinny roadie boys shivering post-race. 
It was a day for the books.  Four Portland Velo tents, one tiny heater, a row of trainers.

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I’m whooped.
My legs are fried.
For now, the picture book version of the race weekend. 

I pre-rode the course and realized I was undergeared (actually, I realized this at Horning’s, but I didn’t change my front chainring).
Good friend Gregg came to the rescue and gave me the 40 (I was running a 42) off of his pit […]

I don’t really know how to race a bike, but I do know how to suffer.
Yesterday I proved that:
At 5:00 in the morning an alarm goes off on the other side of the bed and I lay perfectly still. There are rules in this household and one of those rules is that the The […]

I prayed for rain.  Seriously - I prayed all night long.
The weather report last night said 70% chance of rain and I thought, “Oh my god!  God still loves me!!”
And then today… nothing.  Not a goddam drop.
I guess god is still really still be pissed off at me for sleeping with my church camp counselor […]

I hate this shit.
I just want to get it out there.   I really do.
I hate sticking my neck out every day and trying to convince people that competitive sports provide this amazing opportunity and outlet.  I hate the little Pollyanna optimist in my gut that keeps getting kicked in the teeth every time another […]