CREATURE OF THE WHEEL... LORD OF INFERNAL ENGINES...
This dude gets LAID.
Vicente Fernandez is the man. I think i would like to go see him, but i wouldn't understand crap tht went on/what he said. That'd suck.
Crafton today. Crafton tomorrow. Good training. Geared up for team lazer wolf/24 hour race/camping extraviganza. Might get to break in my new tent/sleeping bag next weekend for A.J.'s astronomy trip. I'm thinking LOTS of hot chocolate. Maybe marshmalows as well. Could be good. Could be great.
Do i have a problem with overconfidence or am i just plain dim witted when i never factor in or consider eating crap on mountain bike rides?
Went to hulda crooks and up the good old jedi. Ate some shite about 4 times on the way down. Nothing bad, just slightly skinned up and it was mostly due to the fact that those XTR pedals i have are death traps. Definately going back to eggbeaters.
Still tho, i never even thing about how often i eat it until im getting up off the ground going, "oh yeah, i remember this..."
Also, hulda crooks was SUPER sandy and loose and i only have one light, which was not enough.
any ways, i ate some crap but i had a blast.
And there she is. At least this time i got what i wanted, for the most part. If i was going to get a singlespeed i wanted a rig 29er. If i was going to get a geared bike i wanted a hardtail 26 in bike.
Dude who owned and rode this bike for a grand total of 5 rides, went OTB and broke his back. What a pisser. Not for me tho cuz he got rid of it on the fire sale tip. Hopefully the bike has excersized all of the crash demons out of it. The bike is far from stock with crossmax wheels which i will be working in a tubeless setup (adam, watch your hands), and a fox RLC fork. I don't really like fox stuff, but everybody else seems to, so i think i will be selling this fork and getting myself a sid. Also it has an XTR cassette, xt crank, and xtr pedals. Gonna be getting rid of the xtr pedals too. I dont know if i like them, i dont wanna know if i like them, i'm used to crank brothers from cross season, so that's what im doing.
I think i'm gonna start slow by doing 6 laps at the 24 hour in san jacinto.
Did i mention i have the handling skills of a thumbless orangutan?
i am obsessed with huffy bikes.
First off. Huffy= so much cooler a name for a bike than so many bike manufacturer's names who try to sound cool/tough. Specailized? Lame. That's a description, not a name. Trek? Lame. I still think spock when i think trek. Cannondale? Ok, cannondale gets a pass because of the train on the fron and the use of "cannon" in the name. Still Huffy for the win.
Second off. Ever watch a movie that is so bad that it is awesome a la evil dead or strange brew. That's how i feel about huffy bikes. It amazes me that you can buy a full mountain bike with more gear combo's than my road bike for a mere 99 dollars. First words outta your mouth are prolly gonna be something like "but the quality dude..." Shut your suck hole. It still blows my mind that that grouping of like, nuts, bolts, cables, levers, a freewheeling mechanism, and steel is under 100 dollars and it can be fixed to ride enough to get you around town (i know, i preform that miracle on the regular).
Third, like it or not, i feel like huffy has a more solid history than even Schwinn bikes in my opinion. Sure, schwinn had its heyday, a paramount with nuovo record and mavic seups still gives me a raging semi, however, schwinn sold the eff out, so they are turncoat bastards and can get bent. Huffy has always been shot. Lessin you count this pic of bob roll on a huffy in paris roubaix.
That's anther thing, i dont give a rats ass how many of his bikes ben serotta put a huffy headbadge on, them shits was a huffy. Davis Phinney rode a huffy, Bob Roll rode a huffy.
Also, today, one of my favorite passtimes went down at the bike shop. Huffy tossing. Eddie chucked the piss out of this huffy that somebody was donating (good luck finding replacement parts for that mother...). It was awesome, but more for the hangtime than the distance. But it was still awesome. There needs to me more of this. ALso some of you out there in blogger land might be like, "oh steve thats effed, you say you love huffys but you chuck em and break em and crap" Put a sock in it. Thats the best part about a huffy. After all is said and done, its still some bike that science cant figure out why it runs for a total distibuting cost of 12 bucks. NO matter how abused, how used, how thrashed, how annihilated a huffy is, its like a roach. At the dawn of the Nuclear apocolypse, there will be 2 things left. Huffys and the zombies who ride them.
Im seriously considering getting a huffy tattoo.
this is the descent after what i think was the 4th climb. Im pretty sure this is the one where an effing BUS bottomed out and was stuck up at the crest. As in, it had to wait for a tow truck because it was without use of a couple of wheels/drive shaft.
It was fun and it was my good friend sasha's birthday. She's sweet, but her living situation is a bit less than sweet. She's getting kicked out of her house, and the roommate who owns the house, (the one doing the kicking) without saying a word, lurked out of the shadows and into the room where i was sleeping, looked at me (right when i was about to get to sleep) looked around, and crept back into the shadows. Even with all the physical tortures i went thru this weekend, that was by far the low point.
Good food after the race. Good game of kickball afterward where i'm pretty sure i threatened physical violence against every member of the opposite sex/opposite team (hey, i did my part to rep the IE at an LA race). All in all good clean fun. I need to climb more. A lot more. I think i'm gonna do ride around the bear, and breathless agony. FML.
In other FML news, today was the celebration of my 31st birthday. FML.
