THE LOCALS ARE PAINTING MY NAME ON THE ROADS

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I know it’s been a mellow winter when I see a forecast of 45 with a 50% chance of snow and opt to spend my day on the trainer instead of outside. Hey, at least it’ll help out my Chilblains (aka “Warehouse Trenchfoot”), yeah?

Yes, I am still alive - still riding. Shooting pretty pictures of beautiful bikes (read: working) takes a certain creative (and mental) toll that I still haven’t figured out how to mitigate coupled with training; at least when it comes to devoting my energies elsewhere. Like writing a blog entry, cleaning my house, getting an oil change, finding a “nice girl” (thanks, grandma), or maybe trimming the mane.

 

Enough bitching about my favorite hashtag. Life is good - I am, after all, riding my bike for a career. In that vein, I recently got hooked up with both a new laptop and new bike, both of which I’ll profile (yes, the Dogma 2 is amazing) a touch in an upcoming update. I’d commit to tomorrow, but I’ve been studiously counseled on “underpromise, overdeliver” at the nth degree, so I’ll let that hang.

Dogma Twizzle

In any case, I’ll be jetting down to Tucson in three days to hook up with the team for a week of basking, bonding, and battering some pedals (as well as shooting with a borrowed Hasselblad). Excited to shut off the half of my brain that worries about work for fourteen hours a day, see the guys I know, meet those I haven’t, and put myself into knowledge sponge mode for a week. I’ve got a lot to learn. 

Posted at 9:30am and tagged with: fwp, cycling, training, chilblains, trenchfoot, one column, nate king, competitive cyclist, dogma 2, pinarello,.

Tired. Mentally. Physically. Kind of where I’m at right now - training and working full-time isn’t the easiest of gigs. First world problem, I guess.

I’m not sure where this came from - I found it on my hard drive, obviously saved in a scatterbrained rush from god-knows-where. Help me credit it properly?

Posted at 9:47pm and tagged with: fwp, first world problems, cycling, training, save me atgesus,.

Tired. Mentally. Physically. Kind of where I’m at right now - training and working full-time isn’t the easiest of gigs. First world problem, I guess.
I’m not sure where this came from - I found it on my hard drive, obviously saved in a scatterbrained rush from god-knows-where. Help me credit it properly?