Dropped On Climbs 75,000 Times

Not too much going on tonight. I got thrown a C-Block with some baby sitting, so I was hanging with B-Man again. Which is cool. Played some baseball/hockey/golf (at the same time) and once again watched some bike racing- at his request I swear! Wifey can even back that up, 'cause he was asking for more when she got home. So HA!

Once Wifey go home I moved the second bike mount from the Subaru to the Black Box. Then chamoised up and did a fast 30 minute spin on the trainer listening to iPodious. This actually worked out well for me this week, kinda forced me to take it easy. I'll still end up with 3 days with some saddle time before the 6 hour race on Saturday.

Did some more organizing for Friday's trip out to French Creek. Still can't make up my mind on which bike to race. Course is supposed to be rocky and the weather looks to be muddy. At 6 hours not sure if I'm better off with the lighter, simpler Dos Niner with it's big wheels to get through the mud and over the rocks, or the El Santo with 4" of front and rear travel to smooth out the rocks. El Santo means more moving parts and stuff to get gunked up. The Dos is sporting a SRAM X.O/X9 drive train which is known for working through mud a bit better than the Shimano stuff. I'm gonna use one as a back up anyway. If I get out there with some time to kill Friday and I'm feeling spanky I'll take a pre ride if the course is marked.

I used to dread mud races, but after you've done 3 Granny Gear races at Snowshoe in complete ankle to calf deep mud, and big as F West Virgina rocks, other courses don't seem as intimidating. I just hate the thought of blowing through parts due to the mud with a 12 hour race in 2 weeks. Oh well, that's why they are there, ya can't take 'em with you.

Gonna take the El Santo out tomorrow night for an hour or so. Then home to finish up the packing and stuff my face with some pasta.

Later.