SRAM Carbon TT Time Trial Tri brake levers NIB

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Read today that zee Germans over in Germany's Bundesliga (not to be confused with the German Bundesliga of football (soccer)) has decided to ban radios from competition.


Well, its about time. All these "tactics" can finally be learned and not spoken into an eager ear. Personally, I can't stand radios, unless of course I'm making fun of someone with my other teammates that are in on the joke. I think they're terrible and unless you've got Johan in your ear, you're probably getting bad advice or information that you already know.
---Yes I know I need to chase that break down, but due to the fact that I've been at the front all day covering moves while you, my erstwhile teammate, sit at the back barking orders into my ear- I'm a little tired at the moment, you do it!---
I remember rolling up to do some Master's world championship race in the valley somewhere and some team (you know who you are) rocked up to the line with radios. I almost fell of my bike with howling laughter and proceeded to poke fun at them all day. It was really too easy. Did they win? No. Why? Because they were getting advice and 'tactics' from other guys that have never, EVER won a P,1,2 race in their lives, or ever raced an NRC race, or ever had to make $$ at a crit in order to eat that night.
What's that story about the blind leading the blind? But I digest...
Anyway- good on some federation to finally ban them. Maybe now the youngsters will learn how to keep their heads up and in it while racing.

It's funny to me when people don't look up the definitions of words before they brand something. There is no excuse anymore with dictionary.com available at all times.



Here is a blog post from a buddy of mine that digs into this issue at the expense of a 'team manager'. The comments are too precious (and I don't say this just because I've commented). Waste more time at work and read this string, it's funny as.

Lunch today was really good. HAH!

Finally got my position right on the new uberbici (which they should rename the 'SSS'- SuperSillyStiff). That was a rough one. I take all sorts of time with other's bikes, but I rush my own.
Go figure.


Either way it made for some really sore legs being all jammed up last weekend, but then I had a day like this:
Needless to say the legs are coming around, but racing is racing and not training, right? I'm convinced that there are a lot of cyclists that are getting really, really good at training, thanks to the wattometers, but not getting any better at racing. Happy to chase and sit on, but scared to pull in a break. Very odd if you ask me, but then again- what do I know?
Maybe its the 'tactics'. ha!

Trek Madone 6.9 SSL 56 cm NR

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Selle Italia Flite Genuine Gel Saddle

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This weekend past (Merco) was a rough one for me. I'd built a couple of bikes for the team and finally got down to building mine Thursday night. Friday I was up and spun around with glass cranks and a multi tool trying to get the new Specialized Toupe saddle to fit my taint. I never really got to get some power down, not that I'd know what I was doing because I'd left off the Power Tap as I'd no time to get it wired in time for the race. Time was NOT on my side.
Drove down to the crit in lovely downtown Merced, home of methane and meth labs, went round and round, tried to get across to a break of 3, got within spitting distance then my legs blew like Chernobyl, missed the subsequent breakaways and rolled across the line. Annoying to have no legs whatsoever.
I stuck around to watch the P-1 race and saw fellow old man Hernandez leap off the front of the pack to grab a $300.00 preme in the first few laps. Ch-Ching- that's a lot of coin for a couple of laps of work. The race looked fast and Horner, BJMain and a Colavita guy made it look easy by lapping the field after spending way too much time in a break letting a Canuckistainian guy nip the premes. Greedy Canadian- get your own economy! :) D-Ho almost stuck it out for 4th, but got caught up in the field with 1 to go and the rest of the pack came in dribs and drabs after a massive pile up.
After the race I hooked up with Stickboy and his teammate Chris, B-Rad from Lombardi Sports and headed over to Motel Seeeecks. We walked over to La Morenita for the mole poblano and a Pacifico to drown my anguish where we saw the Giant Strawberry team hashing, re hashing then talking 'tactics' about bike racing while we talked about girls, food, cars and mobile phones.
The next a.m. we were all up early for the Denny's run. They were actually prepared this year and had some more wait staff on hand to take the 'LumberJackSlam' orders. We saw McCooky there flying solo, sipping joe and gnawing on baby pig strips. We downed way too much coffee, bacon and grits, packed up the toilet, packed up the car and flew over to the road race start.
It was cold, windy and the sun was out. A Belgian kind of day, too bad I couldn't channel my inner Eddy. My taint was roughed up and the legs just weren't there, again. This is annoying when I know the watts (there, I said it) the week before. The Hutch went on to win solo (go figure) after dropping McKinley and another guy just 3 km from the line. Our lead out train never really got going to any effect. I pulled off with about 900m to go with a Morgan Stanley guy firmly glued to my rear wheel who'd swung off with me and didn't pull through. He's screaming 'No!' at his team while they're leading out. 'Team tactics' under a km to go? Well, that's just dumb when the rest of your guys are leading out your sprinter! It was really funny, but what do I know, right? Maybe there are chapters on tactics I didn't get to in the Eddie B. book.
All in all it was a fun weekend- a bit frustrating and pain inducing, but a good weekend of riding. Now on to changing that saddle...