Racing!

Ah, how I have missed you, my dear sweet races. Unfortunately you have taken a back seat lately and I think I made you mad at me. Please don't jump up and bite me like you did on Sunday. I know I may have neglected you in favor of my love Sara, but that doesn't mean I care for you any less. You have to know that I will never truly be gone, I just can't get over how jealous you have become. Forcing me to the ground at high speeds isn't going to make me want to come back sooner. Lucky for you I have a short memory.

So, as the rest of you can probably gather, I've been spending more than a fair amount of time with Sara. I really couldn't be happier about that fact. She has really been amazing for me the last two months. It seems like so much longer. I feel like I've known her for years already, so that's nice. There are so many things that go through my head when I think about her, but it's difficult to put them all into words. All that I can really think of is love. There you have it, Joey is in love.

As you could also surmise, I hit the deck recently in a race. I haven't been this sore after a crash for quite some time, so it's a bit of an eye opener. We were going into the final 300 meters of the race when all h-e-double hockey sticks broke loose and next thing I know I've hit someone and am on the pavement being run over by multiple others. That sort of activity does not come very highly recommended. Fortunately I had Sara to take care of me and help bandage me up afterwards. Thanks my dear, you're a lifesaver.

Currently I'm fighting back all that soreness at Gila. More to come on that, let's just say I'm having good sensations going into my goal stages here, so I am tranquil. Until then...peace and / or out!

Lazy, so lazy...redux.

Well, here I stand before before you all, asking for your forgiveness. As has been said before on more than one occasion, there is much going on in my life these days. Where shall we start?

I suppose we should start with the most important item. Yes, for those of you wondering I am still, as Simple Minds says, Alive and Kicking. So, from that point of view things are going well.

But...

Things are far better than just that. Recently I've been hanging out with a Pretty OK Girl by the name of Sara. She really has helped open me up to the wonder that is me. Fortunately she doesn't yet know how dangerous it is to feed a roadie's ego. I'm sure soon enough she'll see the error of her ways in that respect, I just hope for my sake it's not soon. If'n you'd like a recount of our first encounter, you may just have to talk to me in person. I can only convey so much excitement via plan text (or rich html for that matter).

Next in line would be that racing season has really started to rear it's ugly and fun head. So far I'm about 5 races in. My form definitely isn't where it was when I left off last year, but I'm pretty far along compared to my normal for this time of year. Depending on what makes you laugh more we can say that either (a) I am tranquil, or (b) I have been having good sensations in the legs. We'll see how things go the next couple weeks leading into the first real test of the year. Gila, here I come. Goals include but are not limited to the Inner Loop day. I think that course really suits my attributes well. The climbs are enough to take the sting out of most legs, but not quite steep enough to let the Skinny Bastards (climbers) dance away on the pedals. Just remember to those of you who make it to a race...I've got a fever, and the only prescription...is more cowbell!

As always, work is keeping me verily busy. As usual, there are many exciting things going on, but all require hard work. It's been great having Koach there working with me. I've gotta say, he's a pretty good employee and a hard worker.

Ok, enough about someone else, let's get back to what's important here. That would be me. Finally, I've changed scenery. I'm still in D-town, just a little further south. Currently chilling in the Wash Park/DU/Platte Park/Pearl Street 'hood. Let me tell ya, living only one block from Rubin will make me both fast and well fed. Thanks to you for that sir.

Well, I think that's about enough for now. I'll try to hop on soon and post a few pics of what's going on (sorry mom, I'm on a laptop without the photos).

Oh, one last thing. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MISS MARY!!!!!!!!!! My little sister is growing up. I hope you had fun today!

Lazy, so lazy!

It's not that I have nothing to say, it is just that I am lazy, very lazy. Slightly busy too, but I won't use that as an excuse. The past few weeks have been full of travel, some going out, a lot of riding, and the beginnings of racing.

More to come . . .

Off I Go

Well, after a brief spell back home in Denver following two trips on the road for work, I'm back outta town again. This time I've headed to the root of the problem, where it all started, Reno, NV. I wish I could say this is for a good reason, but I can't. Unfortunately my Great-Grandmother passed last week so that means it is time to get the fambly together again. The Service is taking place today, under what look to be crisp blue skies. I hope that everything today is as beautiful as her life was. She was an amazing woman, the true matriarch (forgive me if I've misspelled that) of the family. I will make sure to share more of my experiences later, as I have no idea what the internet situation is down in Yerington where this is happening.

There is a joyus side to this trip, however. I'm also here a few extra days to help celebrate Mom's (belated) birthday! Happy Barf-day Mom! I couldn't be here without ya!

Oh, and as one last aside, I need to get a Wii, those things are way too fun. I can't believe my mom is more hip, cool and/or with it than I am. She already has one and has been totally kicking my butt. I will demand a rematch once I've had a chance to improve. Mom, you're going down!

Sleeping In

What more can you ask for? Things have been quiet as of late over here, but there's plenty to tell as soon as I get the chance to sit down and write for real.

The first 15 minutes of the race on Sunday was fast and fun, the second 15 minutes was fun as well, and then the officials pulled the majority of pack because of a ten second gap, uhhh . . . what?

Off to work.

Common Sense

This isn't so much a post as it is a quick query. Why is it that common sense is no longer common? Should we now call it hyper-intelligent sense?

Use your brains people!

Time in the Day

I know my friends have jobs as well. They go to work, they get paychecks, but the part in between seems really hazy to me. I have a certain set of responsibilities and tasks to get done during the day and sometimes I have to bring work home. So how do these guys log 80 emails a day, find random shite on the interwebs, make travel arrangements, make fun of other people, and get their work done on top of it all?

Hutchison found some amusing reading by doing some research on who is making bamboo bicycle frames. One of the former riders from the Colorado scene was getting bashed by one of his Ivy League colleagues for self promotion, aggrandizing himself and his talents, and being a clown in general.

Maybe my friends can teach me the ways of the working world, I want my money for nothing and my chicks for free . . .