Jiggety Jig

Got on an earlier flight and made it home by 9:00, instead of 1:00, hallelujah!

Caught the end of the Amityville Horror.  I think the Caveman is the scariest part:

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“Me like plus signs”

On a similar note, I read a good chunk of “Under the Banner of Heaven” on the flights.  Pretty interesting stuff. 

Our hotel was right next to the Mall of America, and featured the Waterpark of America, purportedly the “World’s Largest Indoor Waterpark”.  That’s what they claim, but until I see every indoor waterpark the world has to offer, I can’t validate.  Anyway, I wanted to try the standing wave surfing thing, but it was like $20 for the day and I only had like an hour to kill.  So, I ran.  For an entire hour, pretty much my record.  I guess I could look at it positively and say it’s faster than walking.

Anyway, home now.  Time to enjoy some halloweening action.

Leaving on a jet plane…

Pretty sure when I’ll be back again.  Midnight tomorrow.

As discussed, hitting out for the mall of uh-merica this arvo.  It’s work and all, but I am mildly excited.  It’s a short enough trip, which helps and it’s always nice to leave cube land, if briefly.

Of course, I’ll miss my girls.  Was lucky enough to walk Haley to the bus stop this morn.  Morgan came too, in her PJ’s and jacket.

I’ll be home for Halloween.  I’ll miss the cross race Saturday to hang with the girls.  Got reg. the Jeep too.  Wonder what it will fail for this year?  I mean besides not having a horn.  At least I didn’t wait until the last day of the month, again.  Oh wait, I did. 

Maybe I’ll race cross Sunday, Sunday, Sunday at Big Wheeler Farm.  If I don’t OD on candy.

An Active Blogger

Yeah, I am trying to stay on this whole web-logging program again.  The next couple days could be tough as I am going to Minnesota, and I don’t know what my time/connectivity will be like.  Yeah, Minnesota! !  Maybe I better watch “Fargo” tonight to brush up on the dialect.

The surprise change in weather yesterday suprised me like something that is surprising.  Even though it was forecasted.  I thought taking a day completely off exorcisms exercising might be good as I was a bit sore from an increased running schedule.  Only a day in, and I can feel the seasonal anxiety disorder kicking in.  Long and whiny story short, I need to get out every (single) day.  At least for a few.  So, see you at lunch time?  I’ll be the tall guy in the 53X11.

Morgan woke up in the middle of the night last night screaming.  I went in and she said that something in her bed licked her.  Actually she says “lick-ed”.  In any case, she fell back asleep immediately, but I was up for an hour or so after that.  Lots of thoughts running through this head.

Finally, I am still getting hits every day from people searching “tracking device in flu shot” or similar from a post (which alleged no such thing) over a year ago.  People, “the man” does not need to inject you with a tracking device.  Your cell phone has that covered.

So it begins…

First commute in the snow this morning.  The roads were pretty much just wet, but with the mega-wind blowing, it was ugly enough to count.  I am trying to avoid viewing winter as my nemesis as I have the last few years.  Nonetheless, the commute to work which is typically just a mild pain in the jugular becomes a full on throat slashing in the winter.  Howev, there’s not much I can do (yeah, yeah, I could move, I guess), so I might as well suck it up and try to enjoy the benefits.  With that in mind, I’m buying a night pass to Sundance.

Draper Cross

First, I don’t know why the pic above ended up in the post below.

Anyway, pics for Sandy:

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Dig the Wu Tang socks courtesy of SockGuy.

Anyway, I did the cross race in Draper.  It was a super fun course, and I definitely preferred the start of this one (pavement) over others I’ve done. In fact, had I gotten into my pedals off the line, I might’ve taken Sandy’s advice and hit it right there.  Not that it would have made much difference as I am just not so good on the technical stuff.  I can say I am pretty fit right now.  Like fit enough I would expect to be there, or at least thereabout in a local road race.  Not so much for the cross!  Bart was kind enough to lap me with about 500 meters to go (or 1 lap + 500 meters to go, in my case), putting me out of my misery.  For the record, it was like 63 and sunny when we arrived, but a downpour arrived just in time for the start and dropped the temp like 10 degrees.  It was fun and I hope to get out a couple more times this year.  Unfortunately, I’ll be out of town for a bunch of the remaining races, but we’ll see what we can do.

http://www.deseretnews.com/article/705339169/Cycling-giant-McGinnis-dies-of-cancer.html?linkTrack=rss-38

By Jared Eborn
Utah lost one of its biggest ambassadors for the sport of cycling Saturday when Terry McGinnis, the executive director of the Tour of Utah, passed away after a long battle with cancer.

McGinnis was 46.

“He was a fixture in the Utah cycling community,” Burke Swindlehurst, a professional cyclist from Salt Lake City, said. “Everybody knew him, and I don’t think I’ve ever heard a disparaging word said about him. He was just a friend to cycling and a friend to everyone.”

McGinnis was also instrumental in turning the Tour of Utah into one of the biggest bicycle races in the country, attracting many of the nation’s top teams with its challenging terrain and demanding routes.

After the race was canceled in 2007 because of sponsorship problems, McGinnis was asked to take charge of the race. In doing so, the event has quickly become one of the most-anticipated races in the country.

“Over the last couple of years, since he was diagnosed, he wasn’t able to race much,” former teammate and friend Dave Harward said. “But he still did so much and was such a huge part of bringing cycling’s focus to Utah.”

McGinnis, who leaves behind his wife, Cindy, and two children, was diagnosed with cancer about three years ago. At the time, Harward said, doctors told McGinnis he had only a matter of months to live.

More recently, McGinnis worked tirelessly to make the Tour of Utah a success.

In the advanced stages of cancer this August, McGinnis nonetheless was at the start, finish and all stages in between as the Tour of Utah welcomed hundreds of professionals to the Wasatch Front.

Harward, who said he visited with McGinnis personally on Friday, said his love for bicycling never faded.

“I was lucky enough to talk to him,” Harward said. “He said, ‘I’ve been fighting this so long and I don’t think I’ve got much more.’ It was pretty hard for all of us that have known him.”

Under his leadership, the Tour of Utah grew from a nearly dead race in 2007 to an event at the top of the National Racing Calendar’s priority list.

“He was pretty much the savior of the Tour of Utah,” Swindlehurst said. “To step in and resurrect the event, even though he was going through what he was … it takes a special person to accept that challenge.”

Few outside of his circle of friends understood his health concerns, especially just two months ago during the Tour of Utah.

“He was passionate about cycling and passionate until the very end,” Swindlehurst said. “He had incredible amounts of will power and will be missed.”

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Like so many of us, T Mac lived and breathed cycling.  I wasn’t as close with T Mac as many of the Utah cycling community were, but I can say I don’t remember ever hearing a negative comment coming from the man. Something we can all aspire to.

Rest In Peace, Terry.

Once Again…

Once again, a bike racing dream… Short one this time.  I was helping some young team get set up with wheels for Tour of Southland.  For those out of the know, this is a stage race in New Zealand.  I don’t know the dates, but I think it’s coming up in November.  Anyway, everyone’s favorite kiwi was helping me with logistics, translating (kiwi to ‘merican), etc.  Anyway, it got back to the team that I was some sort of “racer”, and as a show of good will, they invited me to come race, like immediately.  Next thing I knew I was on a plane.  So, I wake up.  Oh geez, am I racing today?   Realize I’m in bed, my own with Kelly.  Well, I am racing today.  Cross, and I’m going to get worked!

What does it all mean??