INANE RAMBLINGS OF A CLUTTERED MIND

Number 1 on the plate, number 1 in your hearts. Is this not fun?

Thursday, January 16, 2014

This is like being a Latin Major in college

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...worthless in the modern era. Four years out in the wilderness, and then he returns from his literary walkabout. Is he wiser, probably no...
Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Doctor, doctor...

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Gimme the news, I got a bad case of the IT Band, deep knee bruise, scaphoid fracture/wrist sprain blues. OK, only the first one is officiall...
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Sunday, September 27, 2009

Polishing a turd

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That is pretty much what racing felt like yesterday. No matter shiny you got it, it was still a turd in the end. Whirlybird cross was a grea...
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Tuesday, September 22, 2009

#1 in the country baby

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Not on a bike, but with work amazingly enough. Albeit only for the first month in Q4, our #1 spot has moved us up to #2 in the country for t...
Monday, September 21, 2009

To be shamed, or not to be shamed...

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...into starting this thing back up. It is not like it is a literary masterpiece. It is not like my life is so intriguing. Maybe that is the...
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Friday, February 20, 2009

It is that time again...

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...where all my bike racing and blogging buddies are out slaying it on the bike in hopes that this year is better than last. It really does ...
Saturday, January 31, 2009

Feels like...

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7 Last year this time I would be on the bike no worries. This year, yeah, a bit different. I have all of a sudden become averse to the three...
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