Something I never mentioned…

at least, never mentioned here.  We are having another girl!!  I will be in the pink palace like team rico

Anyway, our camera crapped out right before we left, and then we left the card for Haley’s camera in our desktop at home, so no pics this year.  The one below is fairly representative of my Sedona riding this year as well, except I managed to take the pie plate off my bike before the trip this year.

Mountain bikers get amped to see a cross bike on the trails.

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Sedona

We’re not on a “cycling trip”, but this is a cycling blog, so with that in mind, I got in 90 minutes of sweet singletrack shreddination yesterday.  In shorts.  On the cross bike, of course.  I’d like to do more of this whole mountain bike thing, really.  It was unreal and it would have been pretty easy for me to keep going. 

It’s a little sad though as this is usually the only time Kelly and I go mountain biking and she’s too prego to make mtn. biking any fun.  So that’s a little bit of a bust because it’s pretty much a highlight of the year when we go.

Anyway, in the afternoon we went on a really scenic hike that followed the Oak Creek up in the Canyon.  It was ideal with pretty minimal elevation gain and the kids did great.  There was about 5 creek crossings and Haley managed to stay dry (save her feet), so that was a miracle in itself.

Otherwise, things have been pretty low-key.  Lots of time at the park, lazy mornings, out to pizza last night -when in Sedona, visit Picasso’s.

Today we are supposed to visits some Sinagua indian ruins, and we’ll see what other adventures await.

On the negative tip, the race in Vegas was cancelled, so that’s a bust.

The Season that wouldn’t Die

Not that I want it to, but for all my BLW in September about not being able to race as much as I’d like this year, I have found some pretty decent outlets for my athletic yearnings this fall.

With that in mind, I am trying to convince Kelly to stop in Vegas on the way home from Thanksgiving to race a crit.  Yeah, a crit in November.  Does the fun ever stop?!?  I’d link it, but I haven’t seen a link yet.  Email me if you want info.

It’s the same day we’d be driving anyway, and not THAT far out of the way.  I suppose I should save this type of “favor” for what is traditionally considered the “racing season”, but you know I am going to take what I can get.  And that’s a big “if I can get” right now as we have yet to really discuss this proposition.

  I prefer to “drop” this kind of news on the blog.

We’ll see.

Vegas baby.  That’s all I’m saying.

Not so much to tell

Snowstorm on Saturday… Didn’t leave much on the ground, but it was pretty ugly all day, so I did a run and then rode rollers.  Flipped the script on Sunday, backwards is forwards, back to the future, same as it ever was. Oh yeah, but I rode outside and did a weight workout on the bike.  It’s easier to stay warm when you are in the single digits mph.

On that note, this is always an interesting time of year to me.  Some people are doing huge base miles, some are racing cross, some are in recharge mode, and some are starting to ski.  So what’s interesting is where all these paths take people and where they end up fitness wise when racing starts… I think it’s 90% natural ability, and the other 10% you can tweek through training.  Probably a good bit more than 90%, actually.  Most people are stuck in a rut, I like trying new stuff at this point.  

All-in-all, a great weekend.  Haley sang in church.  She was petrified to get up there, which is new side of her, but once she found her way, she was a ham as per.  Love it.  Some family get togethers.  Pulling my hair out with the girls.  And the dogs.  It’s good for you.  I am the same as ever, but different.  And it’s healthy.

Anyway, in a twisted way, I’m glad it’s cold.  The resorts need snow, we all need water, and it will make me appreciate Sedona even more next week.  The odds are it will be warmer there, after all.  Counting down, 5 days to go…

#1 Super Tri Guy

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Picture courtesy of Jared Eborn.  Thanks for all your help, man.  You still owe me lunch though!

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Saying hi to the girls.

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Cross style remount.  Even if my technique sucks, I still passed a good three people before getting to the pavement.

So, yeah, I managed a new experience today, venturing into the world of triathlon at the Telos Turkey Tri.  It was pretty fun to try something different and nice to have it so close to home.  I rode my bike to the start, which was only maybe 6 miles or so from home.  Kelly, the girls, and Kelly’s brother Jeff met me there, so I had a cheering section.  Jared was kind enough to give me some pointers before the start, despite that we had lunch riding on the result. There were about 460 people pre-reg’d and, so I’m guessing around 500 total-ish.  Because of the time of the year, they ran it dyslexic- run, bike, swim.  On the other hand, we lucked out with temps in the 60’s and low wind.  Beats snow!!

The run was a painful 5k.  I tried to take off with the fast guys, and got maybe 500 meters with them before realizing I was over my head.  I pretty much lost ground from there to the finish.  I got “chicked” 3X and was probably 30th or so overall.

The bike was a different story.  Two laps of 5 mile course.  It was pretty weird as I thought I could make up a ton of time in the corners, but they were all super tight with only one lane and lots of varied ability levels riding 3 abreast.  It was tough to tell where you were with the people a lap down and everything, but I knew I didn’t get passed, and I was passing people consistently.  Apparently, I went pretty fast as I got back to transition and there was only one bike racked up.

I ran over to the pool and boy, oh boy, am I lucky it was a pool swim.  Yeah, swimming at some point in my “preparation” probably would have been good.  I was lucky to have  a lap lead+ on 3rd at the start of the swim because I sucked it up pretty bad.  Unbeknownst to me, Kelly, and Jeff were up in the viewing area above the pool and they said it looked like I was just slapping at the water, and that I was faster when I did the “breast stroke”.  I also walked briefly at one point while in the shallow end. 

In any case, I got through it without getting passed and was pretty stoked on 2nd for my first time.  I checked the age groups, and the top 3 in my age group were the top 3 overall.

The moral of the story is that it’s good to try something new once in awhile.  I’ll probably do some more next year, though when my sister (and full scale triathlete) said it was good to have another triathlete in the family, I could help wincing a little.  Pretty sure I’ll always be a cyclist at heart!  For now, time to rack the TT bike for the year!

WIN!!

Kelly already did a post on this, but I can’t help but unleash one as well.

Upon moving to the great state of Utahpia in 2004 BK (the Before Kids era)  we, as dutiful citizens, registered the vehicles here.  In order to get the Jeep to pass safety, we had to add mudflaps (no naked lady ones were available) and add fender flares to cover the tires.  We never needed such things in CA, which seems backwards as Utah is supposed to be the wild west, but in any case we moved forward with these accessories as necessitated by the state. 

Each year thereafter, the Jeep has failed on some account, but the extenders and mud flaps were good to go.  However, this year I took it to Pep Boys as they were the only place I knew that was open on Saturday and would fix the horn (it would have failed for not having a horn without this forethought).  In anycase, they failed us stating that the tire flares did not cover the entire tire and the mudflaps did not flap low enough.

The particular Pep Boy that I was dealing with said something like:

“My brother just ordered some extenders and flaps for his Jeep and they look pretty sweet”.

In fairness, he did say it peppily. 

I gave him my sob story to no avail, so I did what any good upstanding citizen would do and tried to go to another testing station.  Unfortunately, they could not test our car as it popped up on their computer that we’d failed elsewhere. 

Bummer.  They did pretty much say they would have passed it, and were also kind enough to point out that there is a number you can call to complain and that BY LAW a highway patrol officer has to come and inspect the vehicle.

Figuring that if we have to pay to redo this operation, we might as well drag it out as much as possible, we called.  Of course, they tried to tell us just to get the work done, but we prevailed in getting the UHP to our door. 

The officer, let’s call him Officer Rad, said that although we didn’t quite comply with the full standards set forth by the law, it was clear that we were attempting to comply and that he would never pull someone over for such things and that the testers need to “be reasonable”.  Ultimately, we got our pass!!

There it is folks, don’t give in, or back down.  Although the odds are slim, there are times where you can fight the power and win.

I would like to dedicate this victory to my baby mama.

A funny thing…

happened at the airport last week (sorry to those who saw this on FB already).  The lady behind the counter took my license, but let me know it was expired.  It had expired on my birthday, in June.  Luckily, I had my SS card.  You are supposed to recieve a renewal notice in the mail, but for whatever reason I did not.  I know people always say that, but I am reasonably certain that it never arrived. 

JE told me that I should have known to renew because it was my birthday, but with renewal only coming every five years, that seems a bit much to ask someone to remember.

Anyway, I got on the plane.  They didn’t notice on the way  home, and I’ve now rectified the situation. 

Now if I can just get the Jeep to pass the safety inspection, I am good to go…