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Knockin em dead since 76

Checking in

Sitting here in my SS room tonight and thought I would just drop a line and give those out in blogger land an update.
Christmas was great. It was an absolute joy being able to watch the grom
In open up presents. She was so rad and excited that when she started to realize that she had more stuff to tear apart she started stomping her feet and smiling, it melted my heart. The wifester and I had a pretty long day, three houses and then we decided to karaoke with the knuckleheads Christmas night. We might post videos, but I'm not sure I need me getting yelled at by the dj at the bar for jumping on the table online. Hahaha, the boys in turn yelled at him, I guess the sober guy can cause trouble at the bar, my bad. Yup, good Christmas.
Today I attended a funeral for a member of the Utah BMX community and it was good to see such support for a member of that family. My heart goes out to the Taul and Edwards family, however it is comforting knowing that they have all the support they could need.
Training is going. Just keep on keepin on. Work is work, busy, and killing my faith in humanity each day, but I strive to keep it perspective. Work hard for the family. Looking for a trip for thee wifester and I in feb. I think we might go to Seattle, yeah, lets go there so I can punch mcdreamy for being so lame. He has became rather whiney in season five. Eh, whatever.

Til next time, might even share a secret, eh Nick, ahahaha.



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Location:In my SS room

effing cold

Yeah its December, its winter, and its effing cold. Over it. I think the girls and I need to move somewhere warm. Maybe Ecuador? who knows, but Im cold.

(if you think Im above fish hooking my wife, nah, Im not)

Holy crap work has been damn crazy. We had some crazy winds in the O town valley which destroyed roofs, trees, fences, and homes with trees falling on them. So needless to say, I have been driving around taking scope notes, writing estimates, and dealing with super impatient people. Come on now folks, its Christmas time, maybe we should put other peoples needs before our own. Nope, not in todays society and that is sad. Whatever, we can only do what we can do.

(hammin it up at the Weber Vs. Aggie game, where we lost, efffff!)

The little one has sure changed over the past couple of months. She is total miss independent now, she does what she wants thats for sure. She is walking all over the place, and when we go out, she wants to walk everywhere. I stay right behind her, I guess Im pretty protective. She takes some good diggers, but bounces right back up and keeps on truckin. I love when I get home from work and she walks as fast as she can to me with her arms up, yeah being a dad doesnt suck!

skinny jeans on temple square. we do what we want!

As I had mentioned in a previous post. We had to give jib away. He just couldnt get over some of his emotional issues and with the wee one, cant be taking the chances of her getting hurt. Its sucks so bad. The wifester and I miss our puppy every single day. For a history of the jibbus, click here.

Did a photo shoot for a tattoo book. Pretty excited to see how it turns out, here is a teaser shot.

got a new quarter sleeve/half chest panel. Ill post a bathroom pic later, ha!

Racing, well its going. There might be some news on the upcoming season. Grands went well, made all my mains, first time ever, so I was stoked. The brother did well also.

(mean mugging the whole track)

hmmmppphhhhh

if you follow this blog, Im sorry Im a slacker. I have nothing good to say, and have been in pretty bad shape lately. sick, tired, and sad. very sad. I miss my dog. Thankfully the two wonderful girls that greet me when I get home take good care of me.

Maybe next week.

Give thanks.

Be that im in middle America and this nothing better to do today, I took some time to think about the things that I am grateful for. it really hits you that this is the one day of the year that we are thankful for what we have in our lives, when we should do it everyday.

I'm not going to get all preachy in this writing, but just know, it's good to look at what we do have in our lives.

Missing my girls big time. I love them so much, thankfully the wifester has been posting pics of the wee one all day so that helps. it's gonna be an awesome December, and I can't wait to show the little one more list. We went to lowes last week and walked around the christmas stuff, she was just in awe of all the lights and what not. This kind of stuff is just so awesome, her seeing all these things and it being all so new. I am so thankful that the wifester is with her everyday, it makes it easier to be at work knowing she is getting the best care possible, and that way the wifester can share all the new things she does everyday.

Blessed in this life I have been. Amazing wife, beautiful healthy daughter, awesome family, neurotic dog, great job, and on and on and on.

Pin it to win it team. Win life.


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Location:Tulsa oklahoma

Old school

Style Cat

Weekend Recap

This past weekend was one that I absolutely loved. I was able to stay home the entire time with my girls. We started off with the Aggie win on Friday night against that school to the south. Love seeing my boys in blue put it together to shut that team down. Lil miss Mae loves the games. Anytime the music starts, whether it be over the PA or the band she goes to work dancing and living it up. I truly cherish these moments.

Saturday was a day full of plans to bail on due to shitty weather. I had visions of raking leaves, climbing onto my roof and hanging christmas lights, and other nonsense, however, I live in little Alaska and the snow had other plans. Instead we spent a good portion of the day driving around from store to store looking for things to buy. We ended up with socks for the three of us. We live large. Had dinner and then went and saw Immortals. Pretty cool blood and guts. Man things!

Sunday was a dad and daughter day as the wifester was working away to bring home the bacon. We played in the mancave pretty much all day long. The lil one has been fighting a cold for the past couple of days, so she has been in better moods, but none the less, love spending one on one time with her.

I have been thinking alot about racing and how I want to be when it comes to a father/husband/racer. Its a tough juggle, and sometimes I am losing. I dont want to be a dead beat dad, or a non existent husband, nor do I feel like my work is finished on the bike. I just have to find a balance. I will find it soon enough, this I know. I am so lucky to have the wife and kid that I do. I am the person I am because of them. We are a team, and they push me to be the very best every day. I think at all the effort that I put into this racing, and know that without the wifester behind me, none of it would be possible. I was watching a video on MX racer Kevin Windham, and he has found the balance between his worlds, and motivated me to be better. Its all about influences.

Well got this picture sent to me last weekend. This was from the Great Salt Lake nationals. If you could only see what was going on in my head. Pissed/hurt/sad/tons of other emotion, but none the less I shook it off and finished my lap hard. Because that is what we do, we get up, and keep going. We dont quit.

Pump Lap

Happy birthday baby girl

Today is my gromlins birthday. I cant even express how I feel about my lil one. She is my everything, and makes me a better me by just being in this world. Love ya lil girl.

CLINC TIME

remember

Do you remember what its like to get a new bike? Holy cow! This morning I delivered a bike to a kid that has works his ass off day in and day out, and spent some hard earned money on GT. I was pretty excited to get it to him, I mean he has been hittin me up everyday if it has came in, and yesterday it came in. The brother at Lake Town Bicycles put it together the minute it came in, and took it home so I could pick it up after this mornings workout. The picture says it all. Happy rippin bud!

Love

I
LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

my gromlin

dream a little dream

I grew up in a town that has roughly 1600 people in it. My address said Price, but the town I grew up in mainly was Wellington, Utah. As a little fella my source for mainstream media was the local gas station called Single Stop. Whether it was movies, or magazines, this was the main spot where I found my sources to the outside world, this is also where my dreams began to become a BMX racer.

I would buy any and all BMX magazines that they carried, which usually consisted of SNAP and BMX plus. I would then go home, read each magazine cover to cover, and then re read them cover to cover. When I felt like I got what I needed out of each magazine, I would then re scan the mag and pull out the pictures that I liked the most. I would then plaster the walls of my room, and the walls of the garage (my bike shop ha!), with any page or poster from the said magazines. I would look at these pictures and imagine myself as a pro BMXer, traveling the world, getting paid to ride a bike, and have all the cool uniforms and stuff. I started racing 18 years ago, and throughout that time my love for magazines hasnt went away, and I guess my love for bikes hasnt as well.

Fast forward to October 2011. I took some time off of the bike between fall of 2003 and the winter of 2008. Got back on a bike and it has been a hell of a ride since. I re classified back to amateur, and just ride for fun. I have been blessed with some great opportunities, and sponsors and am glad to be doing what Im doing. So yesterday I picked up a copy of the latest issue of BMX Plus, who knows, maybe I will find a new photo to put on my garage wall. Then there it was, page 76, smack dab in the middle I am staring at a picture of myself. I was thrilled to say the least. Who would have thought that a little unknown kid from Wellington Utah would make a global publication? Dreams do come true.
. Maybe one day when the grom is older she will see these and say "dad, you used to be cool. What happened?" hahahaha, I will be able to look at her and say "its better to be a has been than a never was."

Tattoos are for bad people

My thoughts on tattoos are pretty simple. Tattoos are for bad people, its just that bad people are in style right now.
Also I, along with others feel that you shouldn't be allowed to get tattooed until you're 25. This helps fight the battle against tribal tattoos and barb wire around biceps. No judgement here, but really it is dumb.

This past weekend I was able to do a photo shoot for a tattoo book coming out later in the year. This is a teaser shot. They incorporated my bikes, shocking I know. We were going to try and do one with the gromlin but she was sleeping, and we dont wake sleeping gromlins.

shitty

Yesterday my in laws had to put down Harley dog. Such a bummer deal. He was the wifesters dog, but when she went away to school he had to stay home with her mom. Eventually harley met Larry and they were inseparable, I think Lar married Jackie more for Harley than Jackie, but thats just my guess.

Anyway, it was such a heart crusher. Best guess was that a tumor attacked a cluster of nerves by his brain and he lost function of his hind legs, and then the rest. It was quick so he didnt suffer.

Im gonna miss this guy, he was a really good dog. Stubborn as hell, a good role model for jib (he needed one), and really good with the grom.

Run free big fella.

CAW!

Rippers from Utah bringing it home!

Same Ol Aggie experience

This weekend was a whirl wind. Had to wake up early to go get one of the Unimogs to drive in the homecoming parade here in good ol Logan. It such a typical shit show when it comes to this parade. They are completely unorganized and no one has a clue what they are doing, good thing our trucks are bigger than everyone else, or we still might be somewhere on the west side of Logan, and you know what they say about people on the west side, tanner......Anyway, this was the groms first experience of a parade, and she got to meet big blue, she wasnt too sure about this fella. I have a feeling though, that one day she will love him, she just needs to understand him a little.

After that we came home and veg'd out for a bit. Of course I had to mow the lawn for the first time in weeks, before I could veg out, but I knocked it out and to my man cave it was. We are bouncing from series to series on Netflix, tried Lost for a bit. But it just seems to just kind of go on and on and on and on and on. And really, when Walt appeared in the forest and was soaked and whispering, I was over it. What can I say? Im a va jay jay.

So next up we started Greys Anatomy, and besides merideth greys shitty narrations, its a pretty good show. I sure do wish the had season three of Sons of Anarchy on netflix, maybe they should take care of that for me. douchebags.

Then to the Aggie game we went. We rolled up a bit early to walk around the tailgating and say hi to some of our peeps for Sigma Chi. Good peeps, but we had to get to the game. We are lucky enough to have a suite in the endzone complex, and that is where we rocked it out. The game was good, but in the end, its the same damn thing. Aggies blow it at the end. Kills. me. everytime. The groms had fun though, and thats what matters.

Today was another clinic in Tooele. Had to get up at Five thirty and be there by eight. Great training, and I see so much improvement in the crew. Excited to see where it goes. Then to the bosses house to hangout with the wifester while she baby sits his kids. spent another couple hours playing out in the front yard, dinner, and then trampoline. My boss has four kids, so the wife watches the four of them, the groms, and me. Im such a kid its ridiculous. I found a trike and started riding it, wife came out, saw me, and just shook her head. Thats a "W" in my book anyday.

peace.

Subi Love

I miss my Subaru. It was such a fun little car, and I felt like it fit me perfect. But being a reasonable person, (after losing many a battles with the wife, boss, and controller) I sold it. Im cool with it though, because now I have my own bike shop on my side of the garage.

This video however, is Rad! My homie Josh Lewis put it together as one of his first shorts and I am stoked on how it came out. Hopefully we will collaborate on something one day.

White and Gold from Josh Lewis on Vimeo.

Its Monday, and Im on strike.

Its Monday morningish and I am on strike.  I dont really feel like putting in the time today, so I think I will blog and then get down to business.  Life as of late has taken a strange turn.  I now commute to O-Town for work.  It was put out there to me that this was a good option, so here I am.  I now have a window in my office, so I guess thats a plus.  It was hard to swallow at first, kind of shook up my world, so in a year when we can sell our house, we will move south to Farmington or Centerville.  Crazy days for sure.
I have somewhat been on a hiatus from racing, I am still riding alot, but just have slowed down with racing since the worlds.  Gearing back up with the training this week for the grands in November.  I started my own private training with racers of all ages, and I absolutely love it!  I love the feeling paying it forward and hopefully some of the racers grow and will be able to do what I have been fortunate enough to do.  I will keep you all updated on my riders as they progress.

The Gromlin is growing up so fast, she is just so rad.  The wifey and I went to a wedding in Park City this last weekend and we couldnt wait for her to be with us.  We might be pretty proud of her and show her off alot!  Just love my little groms.

 few weeks ago I got to have breakfast with my oldest homie, Rowdy.  The last time I saw him was in the spring of 2001.  I grew up right next door to this kid, and we pretty much spent everyday together until High School.  He is one of my all time best friends, and it was funny that when we finally got together it was like we have never skipped a beat, rad.

Speaking of homies, ZJC is now linked to me forever.  Taking it up pain level, he was inducted into the family with some ink. Gnarly!

Love my wife, she lets me get away with so much.  I know how lucky I am, and I hope she knows that I really do love her.  I am taking ideas for a vacation, so if you know of somewhere warm, (besides Mexico, I dont wanna get shot), let me know.  She deserves a vacation, and Ireland got ixnayed pretty quickly, so Im on the hunt.

Later skaters.

NEW NEW NEW NEW!

Some of the latest designs to come out of the Ageless workshop. Dropping next week.

August 30th

Today is a day that changed the world many years ago. Today is the day that my brother Bee Jay was born. I kinda like him. With a brother as close as we are in age we were bound to have some fun through this life. Lots of fighting, laughing, crying (he is a sissy), and more laughs, it has been one hell of a roller coaster ride. I am super stoked on how great he is doing in life right now, and he has surrounded himself with good peeps, and is on the path to greatness.


My brother has always taken care of me. Sure we have had our ups and downs, but as I look back, he has always been there for me. I remember when he came home after getting his first tattoo. I looked at him and said, "oh man parents are going to kill you." I acted above it, but followed shortly with my first tattoo in the same spot that said "little brother" I look at my life now and know that he has influenced it in so many ways. From the way I dress, to the music I listen to (sorry wifester), to tattoos, to what not to do, he has influenced me in so many ways. Over the past while he has helped me so much with my dreams of racing for the USA, and is making up for lost time.

He has taken the responsibility of being an uncle to the max. He brags about our kid probably more than we do, and lil miss H mae is pretty lucky to have him as an uncle. She even loves his goofy thumbkin, but then again who doesnt love thumbkin?

As much as I like to deny it, I love the kid. He is my big brother, always there for his family and friends, and I wouldnt trade him for anything. Unless Mike Ness wanted to be my big brother, nah, not even then. Happy Birthday sucka!
even if you're a hipster..................

A jaunt

Went for hike tonight with the clan minus our traveling homie who is somewhere in the middle of the country. The wifester and I just got a hiking backpack to haul the grommet in, and it was a super good time.



Packed some food, and headed up to the wind caves in Logan Canyon. The trail head was full of lies and the hike may have been a bit longer than we originally thought, but it was rad once we got to the top.


My lil homie sure does love her backpack.


Me familia minus the pup


The cave, I know, call me captain obvious


My girls


The lil one kept snaking my crackers. I'll let it slide for now, eh, probably forever.


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Location:Logan Canyon

a moto

Here is a moto from the worlds.

Trippin part two

The track

outside of our hotel

The birthplace of Hans Christian Anderson

This place would get so packed, little fountain downtown CPH

They took the worlds serious

Just kicking it with my little buddy

loved Sweden, these buildings were full of little shops. People were super friendly

Ill show you mine if you show me yours

I mean why clothe your mannequins, they do better jobs naked.

I took my car over there.

Nick V. liked sweden

I dunno

Nick V's car.

One of the random ally s I took a stroll down. Nobody would come with me though, strange.

It turned out to be summerfest in Malmo, pretty cool people watching and tons of free samples.

just blending in

national hero in a skirt.

totally dug it