Saturday, January 22, 2011

I'm sorry I'm four hours late but my alarm clock didn't go off because it died in a cock fight last night.

the summit of MT Washington , NH
MT Battie, ME.  Overlooking Penobscot Bay

                                                           Some cool  hill in Camden Maine
                                                          The view from our room in Camden

Not even sure where this is or who took it
Mt. Battie

Marc atop MT Brushie, NC

Mike, Ronnie, Juan, me at the 24hrs, Albion Hills, Bolton

If I were a real werewolf I'd wear baggy clothes so my nice clothes wouldn't get all torn up.

Oh man , I went to the U of T yesterday with MB, it was a good workout. Normally I don't enjoy squats but I guess when your chiropractor is spotting you, you are as safe as possible.  We also ran a bit and did circuits. I ran. Oh I ran . The only way I knew how- by placing one leg in front of another in rapid succession. Then today I had to relocate a 12' snooker table.  They weigh around 3200lbs.  That was an even tougher workout.  It destroys your whole body not just your quads.  And there are way fewer really hot 20 yr old girls around .

 This week I have been riding like a crazy maniac.  Last week I was more of a sane maniac.  I think my teammates Marco, Stan and Krys are mental patients for riding and motor pacing on Thursday in the snow when it was around -6 degrees.  Not me.  I get a better workout when I sweat my nuts off rather than when I freeze my wiener off.

Tonight I am putting the monkey-boy to bed early and then I don't have to start riding at 9:00.  I am thinking 1hr in the small ring as my legs feel like I was just kickboxing with Mirko.  So that means ignore the heart rate tonight as well.

I have a new 'ride hard' motivational song I like.  I put it on repeat and pretend I am in a video and my awesome Hardman power is being broadcast to the world alongside a totally heavy tune.

Rock it.