“we asked eisele if rebels did not occasionally infiltrate their group, wild modernists who might want to change the starting time or the route, or want to cut up or race. “no,” he denied, with obviously wounded pride. “none of those things.” does the trip get monotonous? no! you’d be surprised at how much the scenery has changed in 40 years. anyway, we’re out to ride bikes, not look at scenery!”—this is my favorie quote fro eisele sr. from the picture below.
it’s all subjective. i felt that it was about 10 time warmer than yesterday morning. i was indeed properly dressed for sub-30 weather, having learned a valueable lesson 24 hours earlier when i almost suffered hypothermia. others were claiming it was 10 times colder as yesterday. no matter. the ride must go on… only if we can find our way out of the traffic nightmare in front of the macy’s.
i was desperately hoping for an easy ride. my legs still felt heavy from my very rare excursion to the long ride and let’s face it… it’s too damn late in the season to muster any sort of intensity. of course jp and robert forgot we’re only few days away from december and charged on ahead on rt.22. they didn’t really attack either. they just set a hard enough pace that the group would eventually crack before we even reached rt.433. the real question is… what the hell was i doing there?
the group was mostly lead by jp, rob and guy. the rest of us were just hanging on, trying to find more opportunities to skip our pulls. i was struggling and my mind started to play that self fulfilling prophecy game. i was making up new excuses to drop out of the breakaway quicker than these guys could pedal.
jp up the pace on the double-whammy after my brief pull and i got shelled. i didn’t even ask my legs to respond. i simply folded and watch them ride away over the top. it was time to start a new game. can i keep those guys in sight until the finish without getting caught by the chasing pack?
i had a good margin over the chase group. i only caught a glimpse of them at the midway sprint point. and they were definitely not chasing me down because i managed to finish ahead of them. not the best day to enjoy half the ride in no man’s land, but you do what you can to keep the ride interesting for yourself and, obviously, to keep yourself from freezing.
i’m looking forward to much warmer day tomorrow. time to stretch and massage 3 consecutive days of winter miles away from the legs.
American rider Saul Raisin, who had been hoping to come back to racing after suffering severe head injuries and falling into a coma last year, has announced that despite his miraculous recovery, his pro cycling career is over
you can thank otto and jesse for the ridiculously beautiful 60 degree weather today. they were the only two riders who showed up on the unemployment ride this tuesday and braved the cold rain. in return the weather god had blessed us with mild temperature and a great turn out.
virtually everyone went ‘regular’ today in keeping with the tradition and everyone had a big smile on their faces catching up with one another. every year this special ride feels the same and makes you look forward to the next year’s thanksgiving. it’s like the hallmark card version of the gimbel’s ride on lifetime channel. people greet each other, stop to help those who flatted and lend a helping hand on the climbs.
for those who couldn’t make it to the ride this morning, you missed the great final kick by otto. he put his head down and won by 5 bike lengths leaving the sprinters in his dust.
a big shout out for everyone who came out today. in particular i would like to recognize special agents in charge juan and pete for handling your assignments beyond our expectation.
Rudy Pevenage has indicated that Jan Ullrich may have been using doping products when he won the Tour de France in 1997. Focus magazine reported Monday that in a secretly-taped conversation between ex-Team Telekom soigneur Jef d’Hont and Ullrich mentor Pevenage
“Swiss Stop bills its Yellow King compound as the ultimate carbon-specific rim, and apparently its brake pad chemists have cut some sort of deal with creatures from the underworld as we’ll be damned if we have any evidence to refute that claim. Braking on each of our carbon testers (we sampled four from four different manufacturers) was simply eye-opening as it was the first time we’d experienced braking quality that good on the stuff, wet or dry.”—www.cyclingnews.com - the world centre of cycling
little did i know there was a dark plan brewing to keep me away from doing the long ride. it was supposed to be my first long ride in months and i was psyching myself up like a caged animal. mike-the-teach, who’s been giving me hard time for not going long all season, inexplicably gets a flat and eugene and i had to stop because… well we all know how mike is an uptown girl who wouldn’t dare dirty his own hands changing his own tire.
we took the shortcut up the american can hill to meet up with the regular ride crew. before we got to the picket fence, there was a breakaway of half dozen riders already coming up the road. hammean, robert, jp, brian… all the usual suspects were there. trailing about 50m back was a small chase group and then the rest of the pack which we joined in at the back. the turn out was quite small today and i think we only had about a dozen guys or so in our group.
we kept the attackers in sight for a while but i think we knew we weren’t going to chase them down today. it’s the end of the season and most of us didn’t have the desire to maintain 30+ on a cold windy day. the ride was beautiful though. a special humanitarian award goes out to eugene for pushing guys up the hills so we can all stay and finish the ride together.
all in all, i would’ve been content with the day except i made a terrible mistake of trying to order breakfast at mcdonalds. it pains me to say this but listen alexis at the counter… it shouldn’t be such a mystery when customers order something straight from the menu (that’s the brightly lit sign hanging above your head). maybe i don’t understand all the intricacies involved in grabbing the correct items, placing them on a tray and receiving the money in return, but is that really something that should take 15 minutes per customer? i can sympathize with you that it’s an unrewarding career you found yourself in but how does it help you to make me repeat “medium size coffee with milk” 3 times before you finally wipe that blank stare from eyes and realize “hey, i think this guys wants me to get him some coffee!”. i gotta be honest with you, “i’m lovin’ it” didn’t exactly entered my mind as i was standing at the counter coming to terms with the fact that there are more painful experiences in life than hill sprint interval training.
“sometimes i think you’re too good for your own good. i honestly don’t think i can take that much abuse from the same person week after week. you’re taking the high road and i am certainly not suggesting a recourse here but… i wonder if mr. “i’ve never been wrong my whole life” is the type of guy who understands the difference between being decent and being weak. probably not. i recall once having to tell him “hey i didn’t sign up for your course. now leave me alone.” after being lectured beyond the point of my limits. he stopped picking on me after that.”—i wrote this email to a friend regarding mr. know-it-all on our ride
“The presidency of WADA is supposed to rotate between the two main branches of its governance structure, the IOC and national governments. Lamour was the chosen candidate of the European Union countries and many assumed that endorsement alone would almost guarantee his election. But the process is intended to be more open than that, and several non-EU countries informally promoted the candidacy of an alternate, Australian John Fahey, the former premier of New South Wales. “It’s supposed to be a democracy,” said U.S. Anti-Doping Agency chairman Travis Tygart. “I don’t understand why it’s a problem to have more than one candidate.” Remarkably, Lamour immediately backed out of the race to replace Pound, firing a stinging rebuke against the entire agency. “I don’t want to be president of this agency,” Lamour said. “WADA is discredited by the way it handled Fahey’s unexpected candidacy.”—