On-fire-able

Snow is On-Fire-able

Last night, we went to 21st street and walked the river parkway to the fire-pit in West Haven. We had a campfire and made snowball fights more entertaining by dousing them in gasoline, then throwing them at Derek. I think it would be more of a fun little party favor than an actual weapon in a snowball fight ("Officer, i don't know how he got third degree burns on his face, i just threw a snowball") Plus, i watched some cop point a gun at some kids throwing snowballs on youtube... i can't imagine if he saw that shit.

In other news, I took Anthony to the mall to see Santa Claus today. Last year I took him and the guy they hired to play santa claus was some mexican dude that looked a little homeless. Needless to say, Newgate Mall Santa Version 2.0 was a big upgrade from last year.

on-fire-able |ôn|-|fīr|-|ˈābəl|

-adjective : easily set on fire

origin: retarded shenanigans in the West Desert involving fireworks

2009

2009 was a decent season. I wanted to do more; accomplish some amazing things, but never did. I blame it all on myself. I pissed away the winter last year, got caught up in a shitty relationship with a manipulative narcissist, jumped into a job that I knew would require more effort and more attendance than a bike racer can afford, and I continuously fell victim to my negative self-talk.

2009 was a good year, don't get me wrong. I learned a lot about racing. I learned how to be a good teammate (I hope), and spent a week in May speaking with a russian accent. I learned that i can sleep anywhere during a race: on the side of the road, in a van, on a cot next to the river, on a cot next to a pile of animal bones, and that you shouldn't take a nap on a sidewalk in Bend because you will be harassed by a cop that thinks you're homeless.

I got to be a part of a team with a good group of people. I gained some confidence. I lived in the woods for a while, like a mountain man.

2010 will be here in a little more than one week and I can't wait.

When hearts attack!

I went balls out on the treadmill today and my heart almost exploded. It was the most intense chest pain I've ever had. It felt like my heart was going to hatch into a baby chick and the baby chick was cracking away with its egg tooth at my atrium. Some rather uncomfortable shit.

I've been mixing up the routine with some cross training. A little swimming, a little running, a little outside, a lot of trainer rides, with just the right amount of weight training for seasoning. Its a soufflé of fitness.

WHITE POWdER!

It was snowing sideways today when Ben and I went riding. Ben's finally back on the bike from his knee injury and was happy to be riding again. It's awesome that under the most miserable conditions, we laugh and crack jokes. I'd hate to ride with anybody less crazy and funny than Ben, especially during a snow storm. I think anybody else would have bitched out and stayed inside.

Cool breeze, red leaves, and graveyard shifts

October rides are probably some of my favorite. I love the cooler temperatures and the easier, long distance rides. Today's ride was an eighty mile stroll through West Warren, Plain City, Brigham City and Honeyville. I took a jacket because the sky looked ominous but it never rained. The clouds and the earth just kinda sandwiched everything. Pretty rad.

This time of year always reminds me of Jeannina. It reminds me of Swimming. It reminds me of all the after school rides, trying to beat the sunset home. I love October.

I started working at Lifetime in the middle of this week. The tasks are all relatively easy and mindless: place a specific part on a specific area on a specific rack that rolls through on an assembly line. repeat for hours. The hardest thing for me has been adjusting to the hours, which are 4:30pm to 3:15am. It doesn't bother me though, because i get to ride my bike during the day. The extra sunlight will hopefully keep me from getting bummed out. If not, then at least my stacked schedule will.

Let's Start Today

Today is the first day of the rest of my life...or maybe i'll die. In that case, it will be the last day of the rest of my life. In either case, I finally start working at Lifetime in Layton. I get about two and a half weeks of work until i start taking evening classes at Steven Henagers. Good thing its only a temp place and they're accustomed to people bailing after only two weeks.

inside thoughts from the inside... deep.

Yesterday...
If you wanna be a "G", pimp the hell out of the North ogden divide.

Is the road to powder mountain a portal to hell?

Old Snowbasin Rd: Anything after powder mountain seems flat.

Trappers loop: Remember when this used to be hard?


Today...
Always know where the town signs are. Never tell the new guy what you're up to either.

Riding with old people is hazardous to your ego so bring your climbing legs

Gatorade is a great motivator.

"I think that one guy had a motor on his bike"

Take off your helmet and sit on a rock when you beat your comrades up a hill.

TRP brakes suck, so just don't use them when you descend.

climb the mountain, young squirrel

It seems that i am finally beating the bug that has been keepin a brother down these past couple days. I woke up coughing, took a shower, texted Jason that I wouldn't be at work still, then napped until around ten.

I got up and the sun was shining and the grass was green and suddenly i had the urge to move spontaneously. I tried walking up and down the stairs. That didn't fulfill my need for sporadic movement. I paced back and forth in the kitchen. Still anxious... Too bad my bikes are all in bountiful...

I hopped in the geo and drove up ogden canyon. When I saw the Indian trail parking lot, I veered off the road and hit the E-brake; flinging rocks and tearing my new tires to shit.

Today was officially my first hike of the summer season and where better to go than the place that i spent most of my highschool career sluffing? Nostalgia right there buddy.

I got to the Emergency Shelter and decided to go straight up to the top of the mountain. On the way, I found a tee shirt draped in a tree. It was white, XL, and stated in forest green print, "Pleasantview: A great place to live". I also saw a lot of deer poop and climbed on some rocks.

The best part is that my lungs were clearing up; though at first it felt hard to breathe. If i have the energy to hike, then i guess i should go back to work tomorrow and start rebuilding my endurance base. I am very excited to start training again!

going to give this whole blogging thing a try. I'm hella sick and can't sleep because of coughing fits so here i am...

The high uintas went shitty. By some divine intervention, I made it over the top of bald mtn pass without getting dropped by the likes of hoffman, d'hulst, sohm, aaron olson, and the guy in the slipstream kit. I was sick as fuck and thought maybe a top five was possible and that all flushed down the toilet when i flatted outside of evanston. Playing in the rain wasn't a good idea because its almost three days later and I'm coughing up my lungs.