An Advanced Move. With No Partner.

I'm sure everyone is sick to death of "weather talk". I'm sick of the talk, but I'm sicker of being f*cking cold! I'm not built for this shit. It was even freezing in my office today. To sum it up, I present an excerpt from and e mail I sent my buddy KoKo today-

"My friggin' nipples have been hard ALLLLLLL day.
It is so F*CKING cold in here! There's a *big boned* chick
that works 3 desks in front of me. I'm thinking of
slicing her open Tauntaun style, and crawling
inside her just to warm my ass up!!
HOLY ICY SHIT BALLZ I'M FREEZING!"

Yeah, I know that was immature, rude, insensitive and gross to write that. But in my defense it WAS freaking COLD in the office. I mean my teeth were almost chattering! Plus the 64+ oz. of water I drank, and a cold office, had me in the mens' room about 20 times! I think I know every crack in the wall above urinal #2 (my personal favorite).

On the way home I just BLASTED the Soob's heater. I could feel myself getting all crispy from the heat, but DAMN I needed it. I couldn't wait to get on the trainer and see if I could even get an actual sweat going. Yeah, that really wasn't a problem. I've started to cut back one some weights, will introduce more core strength and start upping my actual saddle time. My OVERALL hours will not go up that much, but my time with my cheeks in the saddle will. Fine by me.

As I spun I remembered how about 6 years ago my off season training had me going into spring feeling and being faster than most of my riding buddies. Then I started racing more and doing the Solo and endurance stuff. It doesn't take long to realize that 99.99999% of everyone you race against is also putting in the same time, and doing all they can to go into the season in good form. Add in some "20+ Hour a Week Pros" that we "10 Hours Max A Week Shleps" have the pleasure of lining up against, and it doesn't take long to be humbled.

So what do you do? Do you bag it? Say "Screw racing! If I can't win, what's the point?". I say- NOPE! You keep on keepin' on. You believe what you're doing is right. You train hard with the time you have and hope for the best. Because on race day anything can happen. You probably won't beat a pro like Chris Eatough and his 40 man pit crew. But you just might be the only guy married, with kids, working a full time job, with a borrowed pop up tent, a cooler full of food, and your wife as your pit crew in the top 5. And I'd take that shit any day of the week!!

Maybe this is just the feel good endorphin thoughts that were pumping through my head when I was on the trainer? Or maybe it was thinking about something a friend recently told me in an e mail-

"We're all shleps. Some of us shleps
are cooler than others though."

That made me laugh and made me feel good. While I wouldn't go so far as to call myself "cool", I deemed it a "classic", and it will no doubt fall into my "if you can't BE fast LOOK fast" philosophy of racing. All I really know for sure is that it was good to finally be warm after freezing my nips all day. I put in 1:30 on the bike that included a series 5, 10, 20 and 30 min. 50/60 RPM intervals mixed in with recovery spins. Felt damn good to fry the meat sticks a bit.

I leave you with this gem of a photo I scanned out of Wifey's Oxygen Magazines...

Dear GOD, this is wrong on SOOOO many levels- I mean FIRST of all, it's WAY too close to a recurring fantasy I've had since I was about 13!! On top of that, factor in just how friggin' stupid these two would look doing this at the gym! If you're gonna bust this move at a public gym you better HOPE you're as hot as these two are! If not, you would forever be know as "that chick that hopped up on that other chick's back to do calf raises instead of using THE FREAKING CALF RAISE MACHINE!!!". And if you're a dude and busted this move.. Well, I wouldn't know WHAT to think!

OK, now back to that fantasy....

Later.

*BTW- The Tauntaun e mail was edited a tad, so as not to look like a COMPLETE asshole.