State Teet

No, this is not a post about welfare reform.

Yes, tomorrow is the state TT chumps.  Sandy has challenged me to diversify my portfolio and add the tt win to my chumpionship palmares.  I wouldn’t say it’s impossible, but I don’t think it’ll happen this year.  I can’t blame it on the bike though as Sleevie is letting me ride his sweet sweet machine once again.  In any case, I’ve never bothered riding the TT, but I am looking to put some points into Sam for the UCA Overall.  I have 8 points on him right now, but that ain’t much of a buffer with all the climbing/stage races over the summer!  Do you get the idea I like my teammates?

Speaking of Sleeveland, we went by his new pad last night.  It is pretty sweet and he is closer than close now. 

Anyway, that’s all I have for this morn, rock on with your bad self.

EDIT: Oh yeah, and I am going to pre-celebrate my 3rd 29th birthday by riding Alpine Loop after the TT.  Anyone interested?? 



So I did the big commute yesterday.  For those not of the valley(s), it is pretty much a straight shot north-south, so if the wind is blowing the wrong way, which it always is, I am pretty much hosed for two hours straight.  And so it was yesterday, I was hammering along trying to make it home at a decent hour.  I got caught at a light, feeling pretty dorky track standing with my backpack on and everything.  That’s when it started…

“Nice ass!”

“Hell yeah!”

I take a look under my shoulder and see a car full of young ladies full of encouragement for me.  It’s a pretty long light, so I am balancing there (please don’t fall over, please don’t fall over, please don’t fall over) all the while these girls are going crazy with cat calls, etc.  The light finally changes and they continue to heap “praise” upon me as they go past ending with:

“You can ride ME”

This in the uber-conservative hotbed of Utah County.  Nice. 

Please don’t take this the wrong way.  I realize that I am not so exceptionally good looking that girls just can’t help but scream out at the sight of me, and that this is just one of those things that happens when it gets warm enough to drive with the windows down, and young ladies get together.  Still, it is nice to know that one still has “it”- to the degree that one ever had “it”.

So, what am I getting at?  I don’t really know.  I will say, ladies-if you want to brighten a guy’s day- this is an excellent way to do so.  You don’t have to be so crass as these particular young ladies (though it doesn’t hurt), but a little encouragement goes a long way.

Looks like I picked a good weekend…

…To not be a bike racer.

Skipping Garden Creek Gap road race worked out splendidly as it apparently rained/snowed on the 108 mile affair.  Big ups to Luis for getting it done.

As for me, I spent the weekend hanging out with mom, Ken, and the girls.  If you thought I was joking a couple weeks back when I said everyone I know has a blog; it is closer and closer to true as noted by the link to mommy dearest.  Ken is her husband and I give him a week or two tops before he is also on the bandwagon.  Haley and Morgan still don’t have them, but as soon as they can type I’m pretty sure, they’ll be all over it.

Anyway, it was pretty much the most relaxing weekend ever.  The weather sucked, but other than that it was perfect.  4 days off  bike practice makes a nice breaker breaker.  Pictures when Kelly gets them to me!

EDIT- Kelly does a much better job than I of telling the stories, and she already has the pics, so just click above.

Conspiring Against Sandy

Sandy is trying to make fun of me again.  Please help me to give him the virtual swift kick to the groin that he deserves by going to the team blog and voting against him.  Notice that I did not even ask that you vote for me, just don’t vote for him.

C’mon people, help me out here.