So Little to Do

And so much time to do it in!

Scratch that, reverse it.

It feels like I've been going at about a million miles an hour since I was last on here. I'm sure if we both had the time I could go on, and on, and on about all that's been happening but for now let's keep it (somewhat) short.

I'm not quite out of my funk yet, but I've been running around like a chicken with my head cut off so much recently that I've been able to push most of those negative thoughts out of the forefront of my mind. Oh sure, they still come back on me from time to time, and some do so more prominently than others, but what I've really noticed is that when you need someone to come through for you they usually do.

Many say a friend in need is a friend indeed. While I believe that to be true, I think the true measure of a friend comes when they are the one that is needed. When you know that someone is there for you time and time again you know that that person is really there because they care about you. So, to all of my friends, thank you for everything you do for me, even when you don't know you are doing it.

Anywho, a rundown of the last few days goes a little something like this...

Wednesday was pretty hectic at work so I wanted to get out and let off a little steam. Gave Seth a ring about doing an easy ride around the park and instead got taken out to the driving range. Nothing says take out your aggression like hitting a small ball as hard as you possibly can.

Thursday I went crazy at work. Again, so much to do, so little time to do it in. Thursday night was a night to remember for sure. I went out to Meridian (aka The Thunderdome or Meridiots) for one final hurrah. Things went about as well as could be expected. I made the break with Byron (again) but we were not lucky enough to have any help. Two people out in the wind are not very fast and we got caught on the last lap with less than 500 meters to go. I still ended up 2nd in the sprint (I refuse to count the guy that passed me whom we had lapped at least once) so I can't be too disappointed. After that I went out with a few other cyclists (hereafter "Ridiculously Skinny People") to enjoy some frosty beverages and take a load off. Judging by the amount consumed we all needed to take a load off.

Friday I got Knocked Up with Christy. Probably one of the best movies I've seen all year. To those of you who haven't seen it, go rent it. Right now!

Saturday was a semi-relaxing day. I went out with Teno for a good ride out in the tornado called south Denver in the morning and spent the rest of the day doing nothing. Pretty much just what the doctor ordered.

And finally we arrive at today. Seth and I went out for 4-5 hours with a few hills thrown in for good measure. As soon as I made it home I was in the shower and then out the door for some fun at the local 'cross race. Man, here's another thing for everyone to do. Go hang out at a cyclocross race with other Ridiculously Skinny People. Definitely one of the most fun times I've had watching racing in a long time. There was beer, food and lots of hollering.

Well, so much for keeping this short. I'll do better next time, I promise. Hasta la vista!

Woah there Killer!

So when last we spoke I felt like I was on top of the world. I'm not quite sure what has happened since then, or if it can really be attributed to anything in particular anyway, but man do I feel like this:


Oh well, I'm sure like all other crappy moods this one will pass. It's probably more of being angry at yesterday's weather and the racing season being over (man, I really need to just get past that last one already!).

The only way to really look at things is to say well, I don't know if I can get through this, but I really don't have any choice but to suck it up and deal.

Tomorrow is another day, and as Oliver would say, "The sun will come out, tomorrow!"

Well, hopefully there will be more good things to come. From the looks of things they are just on the horizon, all I have to do is get my lazy bum over to that horizon.

Thanks for listening to the inane ramblings of me!

I'm Invincible!

You're a loony! At least that is how it goes in Monty Python land. Yesterday and today I had a some pretty quack-tastic days out and about.

Yesterday started a little late (by normal long-ride-day standards) meeting with Dad around 9h30 and heading out into the fire. The ride included Lookout, Bear Creek, Indian Hills, backside of Deer Creek, High Grade, City View, the backside of Deer Creek (again) then home through Chatfield on the Platte Path. All told it was just inside 100 miles and I felt like a superstar. When I talked today with Dad I found out going up Bear Creek he was averaging 270 watts sitting in my draft, I must have felt good to be pushing that many more watts on the front.

Today I went out to the MOB ride and was very immature. I just can't help myself. Any time someone else raises the pace I have to do something to push things just a little farther. Oh well, I guess we all have faults, and as far as faults go this seems like an OK one for a cyclist to have.

It really is such a shame how things are going right now on the bike. I feel like I have so much fitness that is just being wasted. All I can do at this point is keep training at a pretty high level and maintain as much as I can going into the winter.

Off the bike has been pretty nice too. Last night I met up with Jim, Wood, Randy et al. We hit up Oktoberfest, had a couple brews and pretty much just had a chill time out on a perfect evening. The highlight of the night had to be some of the guys jumping up onto the mechanical bull.

Here we see Randy ready to go.


And then there was Wood, this action shot doesn't do it justice as he was the only one to stay on for the full 8.00.


The thing looked pretty tame to me, but then again, I wasn't the one riding it at the time.

Tonight has been pretty relaxing. Just got home a few hours ago from watching the (terrible) Broncos game with Dad and Ann. We had a few Brats, a good bottle of wine and then some homemade peach cobbler. It may be the greatest side affect of cycling, I get to eat basically whatever, whenever I want when I'm getting in these miles.

My hope is that everyone else on the Webernet had as fantastic a weekend as I. Until we meet again...

TGIF

Man, I don't feel like this week could have gone by any faster. I know I was able to accomplish a lot a work, but I feel like I should still have to walk through those doors at least two more days before I can call it a week. Hey, if the boss-man says it's time for a two day break who am I to disagree?

In other news, Dad and I went for a little ride out at Wash Park this evening and saw Mr. 70's retro himself. Old-school skates, mustache (sorry couldn't get the front view) while holding a boom-box blasting what couldn't have been more rockish than KOSI 101.


Absolutely classic, or as Seth would say, "Fuh-nom-i-nal."

My own brand of humor

I was sitting in the airport down in San Diego last night, taking a look through the web to kill a bit of time when I came across the following:


Now, I don't know a lot, but I know what I find funny. An article detailing how the housing market is in the tank while be sponsored by multiple mortgage companies, now that is funny stuff.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I'd like to introduce you to...

ME!

Well world, I know that we haven't communicated much in the past. Oh sure, if people would ask me, I'd say we were friends, but honestly I think we both know that we are more acquaintance friends than normal friends.

I'd like that all to change, so let's get to know each other.

OK, I just had to do something different to start my first post in the blogging world than everybody else. Now that I have that out of the way I'd like to say hello to everyone out there. Hopefully we'll both be able to see my life through clearer eyes as time goes on. Until we get to that point I look forward to sharing the life and times of Joey through the intahrweb and into your homes or office.

And now, for the obligatory picture of me so I can have something of myself in the profile.