Pissypants

Yeah, Mr Pissypants....

Ok, I may or may not have pist myself during an/or more then an endurance race. My years in the military I may have done worse...but most of that's off record.

But I'm fracking pissy.

I an nutshell I have a hamstring issue, and after a month of therapy I thought I was at 75% and feeling little pain during runs/rides....but, as normal I was wrong.

I hope I'm just feeling lingering tightening from yesterdays long ride, but halfway thru the ride today I had my man card pulled.....ok, not really. But I pulled my own man card.

The worst part...is letting a friend down. He really wanted to ride in tandem at a four hour MTB race next weekend. My plan was to destroy myself just to stay with him, but after today....I'd be dead weight. Pissyness, pissyness....

But there's goals out there.....not a pile of blow, a couple hookers, a midget and a chainsaw kind of goals...but goals.

But an ex did send this picture last week...

...it was bike week in Daytona...let it slide.

Tomorrow's post....less pissy and more history....but no more pictures.

Till then I'm burying myself in the bottom of empty beer bottles.

Group rides....

...so, a group.

Wikipedia describes a "Group" as: "sharing a fundamental kinship with the notion of symmetry."

Agree 100%.

For the one person (of the zero people) that may read this blog, I ride.

But, I also know may place on rides. I've done/won and placed in everything from XC races to 100 milers, 12 and 24 hour races....and there is one thing I've learned from this...on any given day there's always someone that's stronger then you.

So, a group ride.

We all know there's A rides, B rides and so on. My point here is KNOW the ride.

If you're on a ride that splits into two groups (A+, B+) at a set point the "groups" idea is not to start the ride at "your pace." Be it 25 mph or 12 mph....know your group, or the group ride you're joining/trying to take over.

Don't get me wrong here. I'm one of the first people to "help" someone that got in over there head, or is having a down day...I'll help pull/push someone that hurting to finish are ride.

Toolbags...

...yeah, I'm going there.

SO! Wifey and I may have put on a race or two over the past few years ourselves, and we may have helped friends put on races over the past few years too...

...breathing in, breathing out....

I'll start by saying you can't please everyone, and there's always going to be THAT guy/gal. And if you're THAT guy/gal stop reading now...because you're just gonna get pist, or pissier...because you're already a pist off at the world piece of shit.

Helpful hint number one. NEVER get pist at a race promotor. If you've never put on a race, or even helped... you have no fracking idea the number of hours that these people put into putting on a race.

Helpful hint number two. Pay attention to the course, all racing courses are marked...breath in, breath out....pay attention!!!

Helpful hint number three. If you see something that went wrong, or something that could be improved, just tell the promotor...or someone on the promotion staff.

Helpful hint number four. NEVER, for any fracking reason get in a promotors face and cause an issue...period!!

...breathing in, breathing out.

I'll end this with saying this....I have a new best friend at running races....I'm really looking forward to talking to him when I see him next race....but he may not see the starting line.

"Grey would be...

So...first off, I'm sorry.

For what you ask? I have no idea...and not that I'd care in the first place. But I'll put a story to it.

At several points in my past (none recent) the best way I'd describe myself was:

Not trying to say I was depressed, Goth (that was more of the Wifey's area) or even moody....I just did not care. Things could have been going well, or I could have been in the middle of a shit storm....I was just numb to any feelings.

So why am I being Mr Sad Pants....guess I had one of those days yesterday. I met Wifey and other friends lastnight to climb and I was numb. At best I gave one word answers to questions, others I just stared at the wall like I was trying to work out a route and gave no response.

Several asked if I was ok, or had a bad day...and like I said, at best they got a one word answer. I felt wrong in doing it, because these are people I care about. I was not in a bad mood, I was just mentally not around...I was not mentally anywhere.

So, I'll call it a Grey Day. But now bring on some sunshine, dancing teddy bears and for good measure let's add a stripper into the fun.

Two, Two Years....

Ok, not really the same as...

...but where the hell did two years go?

Well, I'll give ya a quickie...but, now I sound like the Wife...still and always my rock.

 We've got a new house, in a new state. I started doing that four lettered word again....work.

Changed to a Race Team. Started a couple new activities...

 

 Some are going better the other...

 

Got a new puppy..now a year old. 

 Atleast some one likes all this damn snow.

But lots of other things will never change, more on that later...I promise, because I need a change.

Changes...

To say a few things have changed is an understatement.

Strava stalkers....

It's been awhile I know.....and trust me, this is gonna be far from my best work.

But before I mount my

a little background if you're the 1% of the four readers of this blog (what...I was never good at math) that doesn't know what Strava is.

Strava is like Garmin Connect meets Facebook but on steroids. You upload your GPS data and people that are your "followers" can see what you've done....in all a really cool idea. But what makes Strava stand out is the "segments." Think of segments as "timed efforts" from one point to the next, and like anything "timed" there's a winner. The "winner" of a segment on Strava is called the KOM/QOM (if you don't know that those are just stop reading and go back to watching The View.)

Now anything can be a segment (your favorite hill climb, a sprint section on one of your rides, or even just your twenty mile chill with the Wifey ride loop) and segments can be made by any user. But once you make one it's out there.....for the taking.

My first couple of months using the site were kind of cool, very easy and user friendly...and to steal a line from a friend "I love looking at 

Onto my soapbox I go......

Wifey and I were talking over dinner lastnight and I told her how I'd uploaded three weeks worth of data a couple hours earlier (you already see how on point I am on the whole thing.) She'd already know threw a friend that was questioning her about if you joined any of them. Still all's cool.

The next few minutes she fills me in on conversations she's been around recently.