my fave flavor

remi the dog, 2 month old, the snoodle, licking the floor.

why do i do this knowing how hard it will be


can i push it to the edge, physically without hurting myself permanently.
its a tough call, the competion, drive of will power and thrill of beating your own thoughts of failure, giving up and letting down your friends, team mates and spectators who are hoping all the best for you.

the competion was 3 other duo teams. gould/butterfield from idaho, the holleys, skid aka blaney/brian tolbert on his 1 speed.

all these guys surprised me loads. even my team mate zep. all seven of these people are good racers but they showed up and raced hard core for the whole day.

for 12 or 13 laps us 4 teams had lapped every one else, 4 man teams, duo's, solos multiple times and we were all going maximum with only 12 mins seperating all 4 of us.

me and zep were doing 45/47 min laps for 10 laps then i started to crack.
our 7 min lead turned to 4, then 3, then 1, then the idaho guys passed me with 3 miles to go.

quotes from yesterday "im never racing again" but today i feel better.

"i'll give you $200 to do my lap"

"on your left," then the rider pulls over to the left right in my line. classic move in any race.
dislexic bikers.

i got an email from adam L, he sounds ok.

i was thinking about what i ate yesterday, 4 krispy kremes, 3 bottles gatorade, mojo bar, 2 bags clif blocks, builder bar. not much, but i cant eat when im in the red zone, or even when im sitting there waiting for the next 45 mins of pain.