tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21545694108869639512024-03-06T00:18:31.251-08:00Rants, Raves, and RamblingsBig Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.comBlogger241125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-62694861390128501002012-05-02T20:27:00.001-07:002012-05-02T20:27:38.402-07:005 7 5<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Evening on the road</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Fast Andy on his tri-bike</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Yeah, can't hang wit dat </span>Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-12875427251096455362011-08-09T20:49:00.000-07:002011-08-10T11:20:34.434-07:00Stacked UpGot out to the Beech late tonight and by the time I helped Jay put on his new rear brake, I was thinking about not hitting the trail. Joe talked me into it. So I put on the masher, mounted the light and started the pedal strokes. About 1/3 of the way through I had to turn on the HID in the singletrack. As the natural light disappeared, I was feeling better and better and was probably having my best lap of the year out there. Then, out of no where my bike came to a dead stop. I went forward so quickly that all I remember was the "ooommmphh" sound that I made as I came to a dead stop on the ground. If Jay had a seismograph at his house, I'm pretty sure it would have registered the impact. I've been through that spot well over a hundred times and have never had an issue. Never saw the rock that got me. I may have laid there a minute, it may have been five minutes. I started moving when I realized that the mosquitoes were actually bothering me. My limbs were functioning. It took a bit to untangle myself from the niner that lay on top of me. Dirty and bruised, I got up and finished my lap. Couldn't put my forearm on the armrest on the way home because it feels and looks like I'm hiding the top 1/4 of a baseball just below my elbow. I'm sure it will turn pretty colors. Can't wait until next week.
<br />Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-54605472150093236912011-07-18T19:29:00.001-07:002011-07-18T19:29:54.996-07:00Ready for a ride<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAi32oSwYo6LhxZmlg4k-lfIwTnHk4R_blxehV3fsSOkLyl1TOZy7mhXSRELggFb9c2i3ui_I7mcvPvCVMa_Qx7ID0ApuPRR7BmQtSlJXxFNBpttDe4mtCJ0RmtXHdd2mSvVpFuftyDDTP/s1600/DSCN0665.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAi32oSwYo6LhxZmlg4k-lfIwTnHk4R_blxehV3fsSOkLyl1TOZy7mhXSRELggFb9c2i3ui_I7mcvPvCVMa_Qx7ID0ApuPRR7BmQtSlJXxFNBpttDe4mtCJ0RmtXHdd2mSvVpFuftyDDTP/s320/DSCN0665.JPG" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-45257383526544367872011-07-18T19:29:00.000-07:002011-07-18T19:29:09.993-07:00Who is that masked kid?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTH6yBict9Y_82iOcfk9b2CWojnluKCIoA6zCrVw4FTkPzVcSTJGd7yJyDFVx4fgCXvdd4cOX5EAXu-wzys-WVFHIHtuseQW77tfo9bnHlxsfmSIScXiFiMy2i8QIj_wyzRTGsbMVMCyJk/s1600/DSCN0662.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTH6yBict9Y_82iOcfk9b2CWojnluKCIoA6zCrVw4FTkPzVcSTJGd7yJyDFVx4fgCXvdd4cOX5EAXu-wzys-WVFHIHtuseQW77tfo9bnHlxsfmSIScXiFiMy2i8QIj_wyzRTGsbMVMCyJk/s320/DSCN0662.JPG" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-69467344249285804412011-07-18T10:59:00.000-07:002011-07-18T11:02:16.157-07:00I been thinkin'...Protein and carbs. Easy protein and carbs for the 24hrs in Wausau. Was thinking eggs. Good protein. Hard boil them and bring them along. Don't want to waste time peeling them. Could pickle them. Have time to do that. No shell. Open the jar and slam one down.<br /><br />Carbs? Hmmm.... would be nice to have them in a premixed container.<br /><br />I think it's settled...<br /><br />Pickled eggs and Schlitz it is.<br /><br />Happy Monday all y'all!Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-90339578766881050232011-07-12T20:23:00.000-07:002011-07-15T11:18:31.919-07:00Cherry Pickin'1st lap tonight was bad.... really bad.... helmet denting bad. Was having huge trouble on one of the climbs. Then looked down and realized that I was in the big ring. Between poor choices of lines and rubbing elbows/forearms with trees, I was ready to pack it in after one lap.<br /><br />Got back to the car and took off my helmet. Looked around at the perfect conditions and the sandhill cranes flying over head and decided to do something about how I was feeling.<br /><br />It was time to get my flow back on. I replaced my brain bucket and clipped in. I then headed out to the trail and picked my favorite section of the lap and did it over and over and over and over and over. Started to trust in the Schwalbes again. Found the right lines again. Picked the right gears again. Finished up and got back to the 'baru and found my head energized and my legs drained.<br /><br />Love me dat feelin'.Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-58780482285554795972011-06-28T20:47:00.000-07:002011-06-28T21:00:03.958-07:00Just a TrimHit the Beech tonight with a few others to cut back the overgrowth. Conditions have been great for vegetation and it was time to cut grass and and trim the brush. A few places look like a highway, but a couple of weeks from now the trails will be pree-mo.<br /><br />My ride tonight was a mixed bag. I'm looking at rocks and roots and hitting them. Not my normal lines at all. If'n I don't correct this problem, the weekend at the end of July is going to be a long one.Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-39593965947668664552011-06-25T06:20:00.000-07:002011-06-25T06:26:27.729-07:006 hours for the man today... out at noon. Install a hitch on Julie's car this afternoon. Sneak in a quick pave on the genius. Head to <a href="http://www.tourofamericasdairyland.com/schedule/milwaukee-about.php">Downer</a> for the pro race with high primes and competition for them. All the while trying to not run particular types of individuals off the road because CB has me worked up.<br /><br />Happy Saturday all y'all.Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-31932995865523791962011-06-14T20:30:00.000-07:002011-06-14T20:31:22.964-07:00Three Words About Tonight's EffortRide, Sally, ride.Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-41532866285392705952011-06-13T19:43:00.000-07:002011-06-13T19:49:06.746-07:00With age comes... wisdom?That certainly wasn't the case yesterday. My legs aren't bothering me today which means all of my issues yesterday were cause by my own stupidity. Forgetting to eat!? I know, you look at me and it looks like I've never missed a meal. I was so <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">geeked</span> up to get out of work and get up to the starting point that I just wasn't thinking. Causing myself the world of hurt that I did was utterly <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ridiculous</span> , inexcusable, etc. Lesson learned. Beech tomorrow night. Only question that I have to answer tomorrow morning is what to put on top of the car in the morning... single rigid or geared squish.Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-89190237931772013852011-05-15T06:51:00.000-07:002011-05-15T07:01:51.832-07:00My How Things Change<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaufDn9pQoZD81_mxChO1TUQD-bLyxFbWp67PnbwrwOiHJsFdKacX09IT2cbJZk88fRMmKLvlZUP5Y0hwDk9yq8SFuMwlfKY7TPnxFlUsvPNpIVaEfa-7eB_JNDWm43GsVkc0pfJpqZeHN/s1600/Imp+Front.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaufDn9pQoZD81_mxChO1TUQD-bLyxFbWp67PnbwrwOiHJsFdKacX09IT2cbJZk88fRMmKLvlZUP5Y0hwDk9yq8SFuMwlfKY7TPnxFlUsvPNpIVaEfa-7eB_JNDWm43GsVkc0pfJpqZeHN/s320/Imp+Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606942052535548850" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUTtmfw0pqohKt1n9RvnJSO6hntFjSKPq7bAfL8vHbKLOL0UYAG-HtJXUSqFKlgf3hCtv4kQDkiAZbdGzm9yCqarRHZWIvWIid_wmK_rUCS7M3MONEWGNl2UDWJCvoqpQ6lP4mDYXM57CS/s1600/Imp+Rear+Corner.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUTtmfw0pqohKt1n9RvnJSO6hntFjSKPq7bAfL8vHbKLOL0UYAG-HtJXUSqFKlgf3hCtv4kQDkiAZbdGzm9yCqarRHZWIvWIid_wmK_rUCS7M3MONEWGNl2UDWJCvoqpQ6lP4mDYXM57CS/s320/Imp+Rear+Corner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606941115889384050" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhscP6tz2z3p_-ozzgVLtYrDJhL7HJF-CnaHTmvUBhzSU3IIi5LkT4uJNYp4Ino4YmeRATnEkD1OKIos3KK3h1bwL2dXrQvNcFhov5eGzld9l734eAMu7deJypZblApkaCdlDb5vt-QE8xg/s1600/Sitting+Annie.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhscP6tz2z3p_-ozzgVLtYrDJhL7HJF-CnaHTmvUBhzSU3IIi5LkT4uJNYp4Ino4YmeRATnEkD1OKIos3KK3h1bwL2dXrQvNcFhov5eGzld9l734eAMu7deJypZblApkaCdlDb5vt-QE8xg/s320/Sitting+Annie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606942407519861746" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgADp3VJNQaWV9vy9Q81rHtRZicjsgBREPBg5iW5ZxgsGaLsL3PflLScDnOwKhsFW1CNW92ttgiDfne9RxrMqxhGZERvHUrRweMnYKGXoCVIDyvYxm2FWnslNyavRPeADDsQ04y9R8tvTmz/s1600/Happy+Annie.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgADp3VJNQaWV9vy9Q81rHtRZicjsgBREPBg5iW5ZxgsGaLsL3PflLScDnOwKhsFW1CNW92ttgiDfne9RxrMqxhGZERvHUrRweMnYKGXoCVIDyvYxm2FWnslNyavRPeADDsQ04y9R8tvTmz/s320/Happy+Annie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606940542103728674" border="0" /></a><br />These are pictures of my new truck and my new German Shorthaired Pointer.Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-55750642873505825342011-04-12T09:36:00.000-07:002011-04-12T09:38:06.719-07:00Dear Josh,Sorry that Chris has not been updating his blog so that you can keep up with what's happening. We've been too busy biking, skiing and enjoying food and drink.Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-42719303417963160562011-03-22T20:02:00.001-07:002011-03-22T20:08:19.341-07:00BucketsPouring tonight so the indoor class certainly seemed to be the way to go. Yoga, 20-minute warm-up and a 40 minute ride with wind ups and sprints at the 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, 35 and 40 minute marks followed by some slow, slow turning of the 53x12 at the end.<br /><br />I've noticed two things recently. My heart rate seems to be recovering much better now. Nice to see the graph drop off on the backside of an effort. And, my legs are starting to turn quicker. I know that I'll never have a top cadence like many people have, but it has been years since I've been able to pump the pistons over 160rpm like I did tonight. Hit 166. Maybe on Saturday I'll be able to eek out 170.<br /><br />Still thinking about doing the crit on Sunday. We'll see.<br /><br />Oh yeah, pretty much nailed the fit on the new roadie but new shoes and saddle had me hurtin' a bit.Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-70214655014026178342011-03-21T20:42:00.000-07:002011-03-21T20:45:26.531-07:0017 Days...and this d-bag is out of here and heading to AZ and NM for some non-indoor saddle time. Wasn't sure that I was going to be able to swing it. But, thanks to Cheapoair.com I was able to score roundtrip for $268. Just need to get the dos Niner cleaned up and shipped within the next few days. I'm going to ship it plenty early this year in case fedex decides to ship it to AZ via CA again.Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-68166467464375295862011-03-09T10:22:00.000-08:002011-03-09T10:24:09.761-08:00YogaWondering if there is a sequence that goes downward dog to plank to corpse. I really could have used that one last night.Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-81369714083664963402011-02-26T22:24:00.000-08:002011-02-26T22:24:55.971-08:00Thanks for the help little man.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbtnt7cp7bOu3xVwgqZZHeHln4zVRptGVCmISk-aDiWtMi9AsnynmkMkYBhjs0cpMAB5SlSDi0W1ekQe-ns-Ai7rd3p6JO-EqFnJznDOC4saiqIe-PgPns2jxHypwk5a20n52ptzxcaQsS/s1600/DSCN0509.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbtnt7cp7bOu3xVwgqZZHeHln4zVRptGVCmISk-aDiWtMi9AsnynmkMkYBhjs0cpMAB5SlSDi0W1ekQe-ns-Ai7rd3p6JO-EqFnJznDOC4saiqIe-PgPns2jxHypwk5a20n52ptzxcaQsS/s320/DSCN0509.JPG" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-34988370420549618082011-02-26T22:22:00.000-08:002011-02-26T22:23:50.845-08:00Can I get a little help here?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifSEBMXdEJ88CkSjqHFvtulJIu2Dm_44A5ylUcT75-tjWKK8Ig_8IYd_Dqvq6O6wRJIX4Bx7XLnYDl7fB1r1hBf4z9xiqyCrOWMRRJrlJYCO3jST8yrdPmUOJmQVd_yQCvkgnNvCRdWPlG/s1600/DSCN0511.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; clear: both;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifSEBMXdEJ88CkSjqHFvtulJIu2Dm_44A5ylUcT75-tjWKK8Ig_8IYd_Dqvq6O6wRJIX4Bx7XLnYDl7fB1r1hBf4z9xiqyCrOWMRRJrlJYCO3jST8yrdPmUOJmQVd_yQCvkgnNvCRdWPlG/s320/DSCN0511.JPG" border="0" /></a><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-37887465565265676032011-02-17T20:46:00.000-08:002011-02-18T08:11:35.228-08:00Decisions, DecisionsI was just at a bar that had 30+ tappers. It's been a long time since I've been somewhere like that... let alone on a weeknight. Tomorrow could be a long, long day.<br /><br />On a completely different note, curling rocks! I may have found a new sport to fill the void that no longer playing hockey has left.Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-3746626199147760932011-02-16T08:04:00.000-08:002011-02-16T08:12:23.608-08:00Pick a PhraseDecent day at work. Well... no real complaints anyway. A training session that ended early. Relaxed drive to my spin location. 30 minutes of yoga. 90 minutes on the trainer. Home in time for bedtime story. A dog that is turning the corner behavior-wise. Time with my wife/best-friend. In bed at a reasonable hour and a good night's sleep.<br /><br />Life is good.<br /><br />or<br /><br />Just livin' the dream.Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-49992132771880297392011-02-13T05:10:00.000-08:002011-02-13T05:16:40.622-08:00Happy for Good Chamois<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQwE7Wwi792jjlhgWtpQJRyqcglL0NrudHAXgvkpPE9bYWk8gfpm4wOb3BwKdYawipDlrF2phKLe5xx6dnAG1lNb3Bl6jaYFsX7lsi1DyiEpjTmXtRFW7Eb3-j8Vf-Mpb708osoYD9xSG_/s1600/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573162384783107458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 43px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 53px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQwE7Wwi792jjlhgWtpQJRyqcglL0NrudHAXgvkpPE9bYWk8gfpm4wOb3BwKdYawipDlrF2phKLe5xx6dnAG1lNb3Bl6jaYFsX7lsi1DyiEpjTmXtRFW7Eb3-j8Vf-Mpb708osoYD9xSG_/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXOjojRyuZpSbAFrnGXr0_lFTUEik9FkVvMJdTaFIW9ZTcrzQdIykXX4N1QXDFEH6kP-BKIonM4O3HJG4V9SjYW6EstgfRj755NlXJ5LBoFLSvhJA4dAnw8FpcYX2zok3Xrx_JQdfpABAJ/s1600/untitled.bmp"></a>Almost two hours on the trainer yesterday. The time actually went by quickly. Nine other people surrounding you doing the same thing certainly helps. Hope all these hours transfer well to road and trail in the future.</div>Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-30959905920784821302011-02-09T11:11:00.000-08:002011-02-09T14:25:36.385-08:00Gittin' Antsy for April<a href="http://www.dawntilduskrace.com/sites/default/files/profile_detailed.pdf">Course Profile</a>Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-53896835665142752142011-02-01T19:11:00.000-08:002011-02-01T19:11:59.871-08:00Does this make me a redneck?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV-jhMihaa1BWuijRZq92c15vKThpvknFBAsjr_M7Yc51j94e1X0axPiy3EJI50YjAvQi-VspJxch_D6o9nEcN17GatraYgDEETNA-oIk1PpAl99rwOZKsODI9_5Pxxw1Q5QmH9P4mf2eX/s1600/DSCN0505.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV-jhMihaa1BWuijRZq92c15vKThpvknFBAsjr_M7Yc51j94e1X0axPiy3EJI50YjAvQi-VspJxch_D6o9nEcN17GatraYgDEETNA-oIk1PpAl99rwOZKsODI9_5Pxxw1Q5QmH9P4mf2eX/s320/DSCN0505.JPG" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-74695747032371862972011-01-21T17:07:00.000-08:002011-01-21T17:09:17.898-08:00BrrrrrIt was 6 degrees when I left work tonight. There is a bright side... it was 11 degrees warmer than when I left for work.Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-77413571858331747562010-12-28T10:01:00.001-08:002010-12-28T10:01:52.825-08:00I got a nice package...in the mail yesterday! Thanks CB!Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154569410886963951.post-40687820343552523442010-12-16T09:57:00.000-08:002010-12-16T15:24:28.053-08:00I will learn from this mistake<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcnsYK5hkKgZvlRu6g6aAeLMy90KaGPpHeozsetnuO4T3TEy4wNoi_0pP-SJvUGeQDKwT8l1CXIpBI1JU6CUzxIH2wEpuJ3xcC-F6gUypDXky8vrYr3IHAdsQmFF6ITrLC7lblfZkc3J0l/s1600/2010-12-16+11.11.25.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; clear: both;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcnsYK5hkKgZvlRu6g6aAeLMy90KaGPpHeozsetnuO4T3TEy4wNoi_0pP-SJvUGeQDKwT8l1CXIpBI1JU6CUzxIH2wEpuJ3xcC-F6gUypDXky8vrYr3IHAdsQmFF6ITrLC7lblfZkc3J0l/s320/2010-12-16+11.11.25.jpg" border="0" /></a> Day 2 of my midweek weekend. I thought that I'd get an extra trainer session in this week at the LBS. Had to make a phone call afterward.<br /><br />Me: Hi, Honey, I'm going to be a bit late from training.<br />Julie: Why?<br />Me: I need to make a quick stop at the clinic. I think I need a few stitches in my head.<br />Julie: What happened!?<br />Me: A bike wheel fell on my head.<br />Julie: What!? Are you okay?<br />Me: I'm fine, the bleeding is pretty much stopped.<br />Julie: Do you need me to pick you up?<br />Me: Nah, I'm fine.<br />Julie: You sure?<br />Me: Yup. If the walk-in clinic is isn't open yet, I'll go the to ER. I'll let you know where I end up and then I'll see you when I get home.<br />Julie: Okay. Love you.<br />Me: Love you, too, Hun.<br /><br />I think that calling Julie two monthes into our dating, from the ER at 10:30p, with a broken leg suffered during a hockey game conditioned her to be quite capable of handling these types of calls and situations.<br /><br />So, I thought I'd help the LBS clean up before they opened and hang my bike up where they store them. I was very much paying attention to the Madone and Cervelo on either side of my hanger and failed to noticed the tireless wheel that my saddle was knocking off its hook. Because I didn't notice this, the wheel came down and landed pretty much square on my head. It hurt a bit, but I was actually more concerened about whether or not I had knocked the wheel out of true. I didn't think much of it until the shop owner looked at me and said, "Yeah.... you're bleeding, ya better let me take a quick look at that."<br /><br />Made the pit-stop on the way home to see the doctor. 2 centimeter cut. Nice clean cut. No stitches. She super-glued it back together. We chuckled a bit about what had happened and I was on my way. Only a half an hour delay in my day and I was on my way to the grocery store and then home.<br /><br />Two very good speed workouts this week with some ply- and isometrics thrown in the middle of the sessions. Legs spent at the end of each, tough to walk up the stairs when I get home, but the next day feeling great. Hoping to maybe get an outdoor ride in on Saturday or Sunday.<div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Big Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12909272294829876811noreply@blogger.com1