Sick joke

Someone passed a crack to me today about us getting up to 40" of snow this week. From what I can tell that is total bull, but it was an uncalled for comment nonetheless. Seriously people......

How Can You Sleep?

The olympics are a grand time, are they not? Everyone is brought together beneath the solidarity of competition and sport. But let us not forget that we are not always brought together under a banner of positivity, and that some are forced to come out and change. I'm not saying to give it back, but to not turn a blind eye towards the past. It will make you appreciate what you have and where you are.

The snow it's a fallin.....

Snowpocalypse has come and gone. Snowmaggedon has unleashed its wrath and left quietly in the night. In the end, the aftermath is beautiful and serene. It is worth the hardships and labor we endure as we scramble amidst it's wake so we may bask in nature's brilliance. In a way, each snowfall is an original piece of art, never to be duplicated. So before you break out the shovel and curse-words next time, remember to take time and notice an artistic genius at work.

Snow flames on the tiki torches

With Pictures

The above picture was taken on a cold day (in the teens) at Fairhill. It just about sums up all the riding I did in January. Cold, with some sparks of interest. I managed to put in some solid hours on the bike and cross-training as well. I feel fit, more so than this time last year. Looks like cyclocross paid off! I also have been riding harder in training, and haven't done a ride over 4 hours yet. No need to ride too long at one time if I only race for 2 hours, right?

Now it's on to February, which has been rung in by a rest week and a bout of Snowmaggedon. Figures.....I was really looking forward to getting out a bunch this weekend, having no scheduled training on tap. Good thing the snow stopped midday Saturday, which means I can still salvage the weekend with an epic Sunday of trainer rides, wing-eating, and super-bowl watching. But don't be fooled, I'm not there for the game, I just dig the wings! Whoops, forgot to dig out the back porch.......

Reminders of Past Roommates

So when I was in college, at an undisclosed location, I had a roommate that in hindsight was certifiably loony. He did these hilarious dances and songs at the most random times, often when you were relaxing in front of the TV and not expecting it. I can't even begin to explain this behavior, so I found this video to do it for me. Thank you YouTube!