crusty Legs

Shaking off the cold from the past five days. JIT for the O. I can feel the legs are there but the engine is not primed totally for a 'event' of this distance. The miles are there, the mind is there, but will the body be ready to dial it up?

The other question is what will the system feel like after doing a 60 miler with 7,ooo ft of elevation?

If not going to be competitive I guess I will have this motto for the day...

Now I'm Done For....

Good Ride Gone Bad

Here is the good part of the ride first...

Calm before the storm.

Very placid lake is a sure sign that it's going to be a doosie.

Spring is trying spring.

In coming clouds were ladened with moisture.

This could be a prime road ride, right DS?

Or maybe this one will suit you better?

Chili, this is for you. 13% max averaging around 8%

Those black dots in the trees are Turkey Vultures as big as a midget.

The other lake is just as placid. Yikes!

So you might be wondering why this ride was going so good what happened to make it go wrong?

Well grab a drink a follow a crusty rambling.

As I entered the great suburban of Less Scummit some really nice punk ass skate kids in momma's Buick Regal decides to do a little 'brush'. At the same time they were yelling words of encouragement as "Get of the phucking road arsehole!" I was really feeling the love. Lucky for me they were going to a four way stop light that I have done many sprints up and know very well how long the light is. Well to the surprise of the little punkarse I pull up right next to the driver and grab his door so he can't throw it open at me.

I ask him if he would like to say anything else to me? His face turned white as a ghost and so did the other punks in the car. Lucky for him his window was up just enough I couldn't give him a love tap. Because believe you me I was going to clean this kids mouth with my fist! So as he sat in the car tight lipped, I explained to them how stupid they were and not to swerve or do any other stupid shit to cyclists again.

As I approached the light one of them in the back of the car said something very profound. So I had enough of their bullshit turned the bike around in the turning lane and laid it down and invited them to step on out and proceed to get their ass kicked by a guy in tights!

To my amazement all 5 of the punks stayed in the car. When the light turned green they speed off throwing me the bird and calling all kinds of friendly names.

I love the suburbs!

Yes, in hindsight that was stupid, but man after my boy Chili played chicken with a car and the images of his leg burned in my melon, that really pushed me over the edge thinking what could have been for a joke. my bad.

Crusty Paris-Nice

1 day 2 stages!

It started with a nice little 78 miler accumulating 3450 ft of climbing with G-Love, DS.

Things started out slow...

Now you know why we call him 'G-love'!

Then it progressed to this view, alot for me.

G-Love beginning to inflict his 'crab' upon DS & me.

DS gives a kick.

Does anyone notice a theme here?

Finally something flat and rough. GREAT!

Thank God I have a really good zoom! Another phuckin hill!

Then after a little rest the second stage started....

Coldsprints! @ Harlings Upstairs.

Zeke puttin on his best facebook face.

A big salute from the boss, KVD, Aims!

Jones givin a salute!

Dyke givin a salute! Does anyone feel the theme here?

Here are some random shots of the night...

I busted a shoestring during one of the sprints.

The posse kickn it, Harlings Upstairs style.

My prize for the night!

If you see DS, ask him which door is out!

Door #1

Or door #2!

DS is the Ms Pac-man king!

Harlings Upstairs. It isn't called that for nothing.

A good time by all, except for G-love, he went home and bombed his body after being exposed to Harlings Upstairs. I just wonder how much bleach he used to cleanse his body. He might have even thrown out his clothes and shoes due to over exposure.

The closing shot of the day/night...

Dyke and I doin 1000m Grudge sprint.

A Crusty Spring Break Day (ADHD STYLE) I Don't Know What Phuckin Day it is Anymore!

What happened to Spring Break being about tying one on day in, day out during the week?

Or doing whatever you wanted to phucking do, when you wanted to do it!

Can you see that the past couple of days have been about doin' but not really doin?

Here are some important lessons I have learned this week so far:

1. Lie

2. Cheat

3. Steal

4. Repeat Process

5. Drink

6. Dig NASCAR

7. DIP, as in Skoal not your tool.

8. Be a SUCKASS!!

9. Somewhere down the line it pays off.

10. I'm going to pay it forward to someone. I don't know how, I don't when, BUT IT WILL BE POLITICALLY INCORRECT IN EVERY MANNER APPLICABLE!!

Are you with me so far. GOOD!

I love this entry from Dyke. I'm guilty but you know what? I know I'm pretty on the inside so why not expose people to my exterior? Why not put the soft spoken, sweet sided, wear my emotions on my sleeve kinda of guy on the cover to put the face with the expression of the soul?

The Famous Words Of Stuart Smalley:

I'm Good Enough

I'm Smart Enough

And dawgon it, people like me!

Here is something for those with XM/Sirius. Makes me want to go on a road trip. FAST!

Here is something for those with a Mac. Look for something more from the POV soon.

Anyone see the new Velonews? If not, check it out. See what the have got the boss' heartthrob doing. Your not familiar with that type of stuff. You should be. If not I can make it FUNctional for you!

The closing shot of the day....

A Crusty Spring Break Day 2

St. Patricks! Nuf said....

St Pats tradition starts at Kelly's.

Irish Car Bomb!

Happy St Pat's from Tommy!

The closing shot of the day....

Random Drunk Irish Wanna Be

A Crusty Spring Break Day 1

Well thanks to the MAN, I get the spring break I never had in school.

So this is how it started photo edition....

10-20 mph outta of da south, again!!

Lonely road ahead.

Know ya know I went that way! Which way is that?

XL Country Leprechauns

Just in case you needed to know!

Shortest train I've ran into here.

All right bitches, this is going that way!

While this is going that way! Deal with it! I don't know which way it is either! SUCK IT!!

Grain Silo.

Yep that tells it all.

Impassible during High Water

Plan your escape route really, really well!

A bridge to no where!

Country McMansion

Country McMansion Area 51

What a nice day!

Crusty and his shadow!

Crusty got to get him some gravel to make the ride complete!

What a way to recover!

BEER OF THE WEEK (Actually the day)

Shock the crusty

That was the plan....Shock my system into overdrive or fail miserably. Well it didn't disappoint to say the least. After yesterday's catastrophe I was a wee bit nervous considering I got a big one coming up.

So the first half of the journey consisted of the CET. But I pushed the time limit on it. Now I made a real test for myself. Pushing that route in 1:30 would be a true test. After a solid warm up I hit Sweet Spot and stayed there and above for the rest of the journey. Holy shiittee that was hard!!! Good stiff wind of 10-15 played hell with me on the way out. But I made it 2 minutes late to the cafe.They still were not ready.

Our group consisted of the Boss, KvD, B-boy, K lew, karl jr's. Route master was a mix of K lew and B-boy and it was a really good downtown loop.

Phantastic Photos Phollow...

The group getting rolling on down Broadway

B-boy in his surroundings' on Independence Ave.

Scenic Cliff Drive. Closed to cars for the weekends, very nice.

Rolling through the corners on the backside of Cliff Drive Park

Almost out of the park.

Rolling through the West Bottoms.

Bootieliscous photo shoot! WOW, LOOK AT THOSE WHEELS!

crusty likes pave!

karl jr's enjoying the pave also!

The closing shoot of the day.....

Bad News

Elder mwi Paul Chili Warloski was struck by a car yesterday in Wisco on a training ride. Unfortunately the crash caused a compound fracture of the left femur and he had surgery last night to get everything cleaned up. In two days or so a rod will be inserted.

Our thoughts are with you Chili.

One day with a great teacher can often beat a year of study or a hundred books.

Chinese proverb: Teaching is learning twice.

UPDATED: Paul has had the rod inserted into the femur. He is now resting/sedated very well. The wound from the compound has forced a skin graft which will take a couple of weeks to heal.

Crusty Gettin His Groove Back?

Well I had hoped yesterday's ride would have been less eventful. DS, Bondo, and skinny e showed up for my 'new loop'. The loop was good but the roads weren't smooth enough for DS. The roads out in the country aren't that bad, it's just they are not city maintained streets. On the plus side is that you don't have to deal with traffic!

So off we started on the loop, but first I had to model the mwi kit....

The PC version of "Deez nutz"

Modified version of the Assos ad!

The ride got off without a hitch, that is if you didn't look at my HR monitor. I knew this wasn't going to be a pleasant ride. Bondo was already itchy and I had to give him the "We do warm up ride" speech. DS and skinny e were quietly waiting to 'get it on.' We couldn't have asked for a nicer day blue skies light wind...

Note: DS has an OCD for his HR monitor! Every minute that boy was checking to see if ticker was working!

I should have obeyed the sign!

Bondo enjoying his Caramel Chocolate Girl Scout Cookies!

The last time I saw the group!

Crusty go BOOOM!

The lonely road!

Bondo was wondering why more kit was making me go faster since it should have been solar powered! I wish it would have been because I suffered like a dog. But at least I looked good! I must say that mwi kit is freakin' bright as hell! I better snap out of this funk and make this kit proud!

Spring Forward, Fallin Backwards?

Well as I sit here and write this I get the feeling I'm fallin of the wagon.

The training wagon that is... How you might ask? Well it started with the fact that I needed to clear some tree's outta of the backyard this weekend. Not listening to the Boss, I decided to hit it yesterday when it was in the 60's with some wind a blowin'. She told me that there was some poison ivy in that mess of trees. With the warm temp's I decided to wear my standard summer attire, Shorts and short sleeve shirt. Brilliant!!

Getting almost all the dead limbs out of the trees was a job in a half. I had to move all the limbs and such under the deck until I get a truck to haul them to the dump. To my surprise..... I wake up this morning with both arms starting to blister up. Now if anything on my body itch's I'm instantly checking to see if I have more little red bumps coming up.

So no riding for the weekend. SUCK!!

Now this weekend's race could be in jeopardy due to the dicey spring weather we are having.

At least this one will go off with a hitch! Then follow that with a big block of training.

Since this weekend was blown I got to enjoy this that much more....

BTW, check out these kits! Just ignore the HAPPY model. Better be fast to wear this, eh? I hope so!!

Gettin the Itch

I just couldn't stand it...the temp said 40 degrees, but with the winds it felt like 32 degrees. So off I go into the wild snowy yonder...

I headed out in my best Johnny Cash outfit today. All Gore-tex Windstopper head to toe.

After the six inches of snow I didn't know what to expect on the country roads but it was to my dismay I only had two spots of worry....

After those spot's it was easy sailing from there. The sides of the road though were another story...


The sun made it warm as long as I was on the cross/tail wind side of it. I know that the temps are coming though. 70 degree's by Friday, I can't wait.

Closing shot of the day...

.05

Damn, that's I all lost by in the FIRST round! Totally suck!! Third fastest in brackets only to sit down in 13.2 sec later. SUCK!

Good swag was to be had by Team Frank Stallone. Harlingers Upstairs is the perfect seedy hole in the wall to hold Goldsprints. Ol' One Eye was surprised by the turnout, which was good and the crowd was growing as the night progressed. Although the boss and I bailed early.

For a first time gig, it was good. But with tons of potential to be great! Untimely bikes failures caused some delay to the festivities. The killer boom box supplied subdued sounds to the sprinters while the crowd had to turn the 'good ear' to hear what was playing. To small a gear had you maxed out in no time, even considering we were doing 250m, which should be bumped up to 500m. The pace was draconian slow. Moving through the brackets at a much more expedited manner without smoke breaks would definitely make it more of an entertaining venture.

Now photo dump...