Stolen from cyclingnews:
Amore e Vita goes American
Although still based in Tuscany, Italy, the Amore e Vita-McDonald’s team will be registered as a continental team from the US in 2009 and no longer in Poland. Team manager Cristian Fanini has finalized a multi-national 18-man roster including Ukrainian sprint ace Yuriy Metlushenko and former CSC rider and Tour de l’Avenir time trial winner Christian Müller from Germany.
The team will also include American Chad Gerlach, who will make a return to the sport after having declined into drug addiction and homelessness. His story was the subject of a US television programme called “Intervention.” Following the show, where troubled people are helped into a recovery regime, Gerlach began training again. The 35-year-old was previously off the bike for six years.
Also joining the team, according to La Nazione, is Roberto Gaggioli as a third directeur sportif.
2009 Amore & Vita roster: Alexey Bauer (Rus), Vladislav Borisov (Rus), Matt Brandt (USA), Phil Cortes (Can), Jaroslaw Dabrowski (Pol), Richard England (Aus), Peter Femal (USA), Graziano Gasparre (Ita), Chad Gerlach (USA), Fabio Gilioli (Ita), Sergey Grechyn (Ukr), Philip Mamos (Ger), Yuriy Metlushenko (Ukr), Nathan Miller (USA), Christian Müller (Ger), Soren Nissen (Den), Volodymyr Starchyk (Ukr), Andrew Talanski (USA).
That is sweet. And adds further evidence to my hypothesis that no one ever really quits bike racing.
No, not that kind. On Monday, my sister and her family arrived. We are rocking with six adults and four kids in grandma/grandpa’s three bedroom. Tonight, my brother and his wife and three kids are arriving! Luckily, they are not staying in the house, but have some sort of time share near by. Don’t take that the wrong way as I am pumped to see everyone, but I can’t imagine everyone staying here.
Anyway, as predicted the weather took a left. It is raining today, but I have had some pretty good (if short) rides thus far. Yesterday, my sister and her husband rented mountain bikes and rode with us. It was pretty sweet. Hopefully, the rain soaks up some of the sand and the sun makes it’s glorious return sooner rather than later.
Otherwise, it’s just been good times with the family.
I think Kelly and I are going to the outdoor mall that is nearby today. Umm, yeah, shopping. Not my favorite activity. I do need some new kicks though, so we’ll see.
Straight chillin’ in the hot AZ. Sedona style. The weather is supposed to take a left by the end of the week, but yesterday and today are (and were)- 70’s, no wind, and sunny. Chillin’ with the fam-bam, lots of time in the park, and a wee bit of red dirt. They haven’t gotten a drop of rain in six weeks, so it’s pretty dusty. Kelly rode over a beaver tail and double flatted yesterday and had to jog it out. I blame the vortex.
On that note, I think the cross racing is helping her skillz. Sections she walked last year, she is riding, no sweat. Or maybe just a little sweat. Whatever, she is getting it done.
My sweet double tire technique is still holding up. Fingers crossed.
I gotta go practice my counting… known in some circles as inventory. Once I have that done, I will get home and get ready to hit the road for Mom’s/Grandma’s in Sedona. My car is running like crap and I should really get it to a shop before I leave, but I am guessing they’ll all be closed by the time I get out of here. Anyway, it’s not the car I’m driving for the trip, so… red dirt- here I come!
Racer gets the cover shot. In the hard copy, the second photo is also used, which happens to be the same shot I put on the blog the other day. I am sure some die hard crossers will be hating that a chump like me is featured in the article! I guess it pays to let the paperboy borrow your bike. Everyone should be in agreement that an article on cross in the paper is pretty much the sweetest of sweet beans though.
||Utah Cyclocross Series #8, Women C
This is what happens when you let me register you. If only I’d known it would actually have ended up on the world wide interwebs I would’ve used Turboissohot.org or somesuch. Maybe next time.