I always have a ton of ideas and really never follow through with those ideas. Well, I have finally decided to do something that I have been thinking about for a long time. I have created a new blog/site that will showcase a little more lifestyle stuff. My wife does a family blog and a lot of the time I just re-write what she already has, and lets face it. She is much better at it than I am. My new blog will feature guest writers, photographers, artists and other cool stuff as I see fit. for those that care, check it out www.agelessfam.com put it on your list or whatever. for like the two blogs that I follow, I will still follow you.
I hope to not disappoint!
Sunday, November 29, 2015
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
The change of seasons
Seriously, Fall is my favorite time of year. I love the cooler temps, and all the colors that come along with it. That is one of the best things about living in Utah, is that we get to experience four seasons. Totally dig it.
The past week was a good one. Just getting around a little better each day, and yesterday I was able to kick the brace and actually put some weight on my leg. I am still on crutches, but need to ween off of them over the next two weeks. Crazy new sensations and its gnarly to relearn such basic stuff, but its all good.
A few big notes as of late. First off the wee one is a climbing machine. Stairs, couches, chairs, and mini picnic tables and pretty much everything. I seriously love watching her grow and learn new things daily. I also love hear her saying "da-da" Makes me happy.
Second would be something that we all have been waiting on patiently for quite some time now. The oldest grom started riding her bike without training wheels. She came home sunday night from riding around the block with her mom and sister and wanted the trainers off. We took them off, and the wife ran behind her for about twenty feet and then she just took off with it. like took off, like she had been doing it all along. Pretty cool
Got spur of the moment circus tickets yesterday, normally Im not down with the circus but offering the fam suite tickets is something I cannot pass up. Some of the big wigs from work were there, and it was cool to hang with them for a bit as well. but the show stopper was the grom for me. I loved watching her sit there in amazement. She was so entranced by the show, which is all we could ask for. I love being a dad. If you're a dad and hate it, punch yourself in the face.
The wife is pretty good too, Ill keep her around.
The past week was a good one. Just getting around a little better each day, and yesterday I was able to kick the brace and actually put some weight on my leg. I am still on crutches, but need to ween off of them over the next two weeks. Crazy new sensations and its gnarly to relearn such basic stuff, but its all good.
A few big notes as of late. First off the wee one is a climbing machine. Stairs, couches, chairs, and mini picnic tables and pretty much everything. I seriously love watching her grow and learn new things daily. I also love hear her saying "da-da" Makes me happy.
Got spur of the moment circus tickets yesterday, normally Im not down with the circus but offering the fam suite tickets is something I cannot pass up. Some of the big wigs from work were there, and it was cool to hang with them for a bit as well. but the show stopper was the grom for me. I loved watching her sit there in amazement. She was so entranced by the show, which is all we could ask for. I love being a dad. If you're a dad and hate it, punch yourself in the face.
The wife is pretty good too, Ill keep her around.
Monday, September 21, 2015
The knee
A cathedral in Achken Germany.
I guess its about time that I get around to writing about this predicament that Im currently going through. While I was in Belgium racing the world champs, I was doing my thing through qualifying and had made it into the quarter finals. During that lap I was sitting in the 2nd position when I collided with another rider off the lip of the step up into turn two. I being so old and wise, put my foot straight out and jammed up my knee. I didn't crash and would roll around in the 4th spot, moving onto the semi. I had last gate choice for the semi, and going against the drs wishes I decided I would put it out there and give it a go. Out of the gate I didn't see anyone, so I decided to hunker down and go. I moved all the way over to lane one and couldn't quite get over on the inside rider (he went on to win the worlds). Moving into 2nd into turn one the 3rd place rider blew me up. Game over
The two photos are from when I pulled the plug from racing.
I prepared myself for the six months of being off, and didn't really know what to expect as far as pain. Turns out, Im a gigantic sissy. The wife could have told you that, but here it is in all its glory, my candid post laying it out there that I have no threshold for pain. The problem with pain and me though is I despise pills. Like they make me go crazy, up at midnight ripping off my brace saying I'm fine and having a melt down despise them. Three days of pills, and I was over it. Aleve, and ice have been my best friend, and TV. Lots of stupid TV.
All in all though things are good. This is the longest stretch that I have been home in four years. The wifester and the girls are taking great care of me, and I might be enjoying that more than I should. The wife deserves a vacation after this thats for sure. It has been great to have so many people reach out and touch base, come check on me, send texts, and bring over treats.
Therapy has been great and things are headed in the right direction. Im slightly ahead of schedule in therapy. There are good days, and there are bad days, but with the team I have around me theres no chance of failure. Ill update more I promise. If not to keep my limited follower happy, but to keep texts at midnight to 0.
I aint done yet.
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Monday, May 11, 2015
Thursday, April 23, 2015
Smile
If this doesn't make you smile, you should cut your arm off just to make sure you can still feel something.
Monday, April 20, 2015
Lake Powell
Thursday, April 16, 2015
Tunes
I feel like blogging again and by blogging I mean cramming music that I like down your throat. Not like anyone reads this anyway.
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
Sunday, March 29, 2015
South Carolina
After a crazy, hectic few month, I asked the wifester if I could head to South Carolina for some races. I have never been to the Carolinas so it was cool to yet again experience a new place. Day one we were able to go and visit the Joe Gibbs Racing compounds. Since GT sponsors some of the MX athletes we were granted access to some of the raddest stuff. Unfortunately for you Im not able to post any of the pictures that I took, but it was cool for sure to see how much money they dump into MX and Nascar.
The races were cool and the weather held out for us all weekend. I was able to put together some good laps, and just enjoyed the experience. I like not having any pressure to perform, just show up and have fun and do my best. Finally after 34 years I might be getting the hang of that.
Here are a couple of the mains.
The races were cool and the weather held out for us all weekend. I was able to put together some good laps, and just enjoyed the experience. I like not having any pressure to perform, just show up and have fun and do my best. Finally after 34 years I might be getting the hang of that.
Here are a couple of the mains.
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
France video
The good folks that took care of us while we were in France put together this little video. If you have a minute check it out!
INDOOR ST ETIENNE 2014 - GT BICYCLES from frenchys on Vimeo.
INDOOR ST ETIENNE 2014 - GT BICYCLES from frenchys on Vimeo.
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Viva La France
Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would be able to do what I have done because of my bicycle. Never did I think I would be able to go to Europe to ride, let alone twice in a year. Having the chance to go to France for the largest event and see a little bit of the country was beyond my dreams, and thankfully the wife gave me the go ahead on this. I mean how often is it that you get a paid for trip to France? Yeah, not too often.
To be honest, two weeks before I was in Oklahoma for the grands, and having France coming up, I guess it took pressure off the grands, and I was able to do ok at that race. Making both mains and being up front for most of the races made me feel good about things. The two weeks that I had in between were a complete blur. We opened the business, had work, kids, and life to take care of before I left for another six day trip. I was excited but also pretty nervous for some reason, couldn't quite put my finger on it, but tried to stay positive.
Our first day in France we were in Lyon. The third largest city in France. It was really cool and I appreciated the age of the city. Everything was super cool and old. I compiled a small list on my phone to remind me of what I wanted to write about. So lets get into that.
BTW this is going to be a long post.
First of all, I didn't go through customs to get into France. Nope, just walked straight into the country. That pretty much blew my mind. But hey, I sold some stuff so it was all good. (jokes)
We almost died on the freeway. Our tour guides were trying to talk to us and would look back over the seat to make eye contact, taking his eyes off the road. Its all good, I think you need to do one thing that scares you each day.
There was graffiti everywhere, and it did not suck. Amazing, huge art pieces everywhere you looked. At times I did think that it was a bit over kill, but I was in awe of some of the pieces. The traffic and streets in Lyon were gnarly. Super small, and traffic was super bad. I was amazed how these people drove on streets like that, and there would be no way that my truck would fit on those streets, or parking spots. Driving on cobblestone roads was rad. For lunch we went into an old tavern and on the menu was horse. So I ate horse. Sorry mom. After lunch we walked outside and there was a christmas festival going on, there were mini horses there, I apologized to them for eating their brother.
I saw some adults on scooters. I laughed at them. It was freaking freezing the first day in Lyon. Raining and fog, and Felicia and I were not prepared for it. We didn't want to complain though, because we figured this would be our only day to see some stuff. We had a great lunch, and then found out that most French people don't eat after 2PM. Ummm, anyone that knows me knows that wasn't going to work out very well for anyone. We were lucky though and all hangry crises' were averted.
We went to the most popular cathedral in Lyon. It sits high up on a hillside overlooking the city, and is massive. Cool, old architecture and streets around the building, just made it feel so cool and old. When we walked in I was in awe. I had only seen pictures of such places and just couldn't believe i was there seeing such a place in person. I started walking in when I noticed the holy water basin. A large 4' by 3' basin made of marble and on the basin there were the words "In Hoc Signo Vinces" I was taken back and instantly loved the place more. In this sign you will conquer are words that I have tattooed on me and it means so much. Very cool to see that.
I had a great chat with our guide Dorian about all things political in French. The government, the welfare system, the taxes, free healthcare, handouts, free educations, and gasoline. Umm 10 bucks a gallon anyone? No thanks. Dorians girlfriend walks one hour each way to work just to save money. Buying a house is super hard, and banks don't just loan out money like they do in the states. It was pretty interesting to hear what he had to say on all these subjects and France is actually in a pretty bad spot. They need to figure some of that stuff out.
Speaking of free Health care, Felicia crashed on day two and we spent 6 hours in the ebola stricken hospital in St. Etienne. It was horrible. The service, attitudes, and overall experience confirmed my opinions about socialized medicine. Barry bailed on me 2.5 hours into the experience and got to go back to the hotel and sleep. He was passed out on the chairs and needed sleep. Sleep for me was pretty much non existent this trip. Something that I just chalked up as the experience.
Typical rolling hills with cool old buildings and houses on top of them. Houses stacked on the sides of hills, and the ever so typical euro apartment living. I did love seeing the houses with actually shutters that they close every night, not used just for aesthetics.
We kept going to the track too early. Dorian thought we would like to be there the whole time, but it sucked and on the first two days they didn't have the heat on in the building. It was so cold in there that we would leave and go over to a Mcdonalds type place and just sit in there because it was warm. Barry decided to pack super light for the trip and was forced to buy some some socks. He is an athlete for Oakley, and wanted some Oakley socks. 29 euros later, or 44 bucks, he had one pair of socks. He was pumped though and thought it to be totally worth it.
Speaking of Barry. He and I were on the same wave length the entire trips. We knew what the other was thinking, and kept talking about what the other was thinking. We talked about how people are bought together that are meant to be friends. Having Barry there made the trip for me, and Im glad to call him a friend. I worked on educating him on all things coffee, and when I got home I sent him a french press, so he could enjoy a proper cup of coffee. We also took a morning and went to the craziest museum I have ever seen. So much random shit, it blew our minds. I couldn't believe some of the displays, and wouldn't let my girls see that stuff. While at the track Barry never got anytime to himself, he is a complete rockstar. It was great to see him never tell someone no when they wanted a picture or autograph. He is what being a professional athlete is all about and the fans absolutely loved him.
Everyone smokes, and it sucks. Our pit was by the door and smokers would leave the door open and smoke would just pile into our pit. lame. I consumed more second hand smoke than I ever have. I hate it. I also ate more bread in that short six days, than I have in the past two years. I wasn't impressed with the food at all. The coffee is straight euro, so thats just espresso. It was alright and helped with the lack of sleep that I had.
As far as the race goes, it was nuts! I have never witnessed such a crowd and the enthusiasm they had for the event. Lazors, lights, stages, music, fog, smoke, fire, dancers, it was so much more than a bike race. They advertised on the radio, TV, newspapers, and billboards. They made this such a big deal, and the French didn't disappoint. There were so many people there, no seats left, and the standing room only was completely packed. That shit never would have happened here, fire code wouldn't allow it. The track was the gnarliest track I have ever raced on. I was told that it was going to be difficult, but Im pretty lucky to have grown up in Utah where we don't just race, but also ride bikes on jumps, skateparks, and have fun. So I was looking forward to a hard track. They were so creative with the jumps, and sizes, elevation changes, and turns. It was so cool. My favorite feature was the off camber roller out of the last turn, so fun to get wicked on. I didn't jump anything until race day. I had a crash on the pro jump on Friday and my mental game was shot after that. I just couldn't find my groove and had a bit of a mental breakdown that night. I called the wifester at 3:30 AM my time, couldn't sleep, and pretty much had an anxiety attack. Talking to her when I am away always helps, she helps me keep things in perspective. She completes me.
My race day was Sunday. We had 30 minutes of practice, and when I got to the top of the hill for my first practice lap, I said screw it, and pinned it first lap. I jumped everything first lap, and that set me up for how I would approach the day. I love the UCI format of racing and makes me stay in race mode the whole time. I relaxed and enjoyed the moment. I enjoyed the experience and welcomed the stress. I was able to put it together every lap, and didn't lose a lap all day. I had first gate choice going into the main and chose one. Behind the gate for the main I told myself that I could win this, and did just that. Had a great gate, and tried to check out. I didn't have the smoothest lap but kept it together. Knowing how the French ride, I was prepared to get blasted in every corner and thats what happened in turn two. A guy had taken his foot off the pedal and cut the corner and drilled me. I was ready for it. I had lowered my center of gravity and had a solid base. As soon as he came into me I placed my elbow under his arm and started pedaling and lifted him off and over. Still in first I hung up a little on a jump down the last straight but was able to squeak out with the win! I was in shock, and still as I write this can't believe I won.
I wrote Devin and told her I couldn't believe it, and she replied with "I can believe it." I lost it and broke down. She never waivers in her support and Im so damn lucky. The award ceremony was cool and I was asked to give my jersey to hang in a babies room of a fellow competitor. He brought his pregnant wife down and I gave her my flowers and gave him the jersey I was wearing, We took a photo and I told him to remember whats important as I showed him the back of my number plate and the photo of my girls.
The last night, Barry and I had an awesome dinner and we stayed up all night so we could sleep in the plane. It didn't work for me, but it was all good. I carried my trophy on the plane with me, I felt kind of funny, but oh well. It was so good to get home to my girls waiting for me at the airport.
I have been so blessed to enjoy this journey. Thank you to all the support me and make all of this possible. Without you I am jacks empty coffin.
Photos to come
To be honest, two weeks before I was in Oklahoma for the grands, and having France coming up, I guess it took pressure off the grands, and I was able to do ok at that race. Making both mains and being up front for most of the races made me feel good about things. The two weeks that I had in between were a complete blur. We opened the business, had work, kids, and life to take care of before I left for another six day trip. I was excited but also pretty nervous for some reason, couldn't quite put my finger on it, but tried to stay positive.
Our first day in France we were in Lyon. The third largest city in France. It was really cool and I appreciated the age of the city. Everything was super cool and old. I compiled a small list on my phone to remind me of what I wanted to write about. So lets get into that.
BTW this is going to be a long post.
First of all, I didn't go through customs to get into France. Nope, just walked straight into the country. That pretty much blew my mind. But hey, I sold some stuff so it was all good. (jokes)
We almost died on the freeway. Our tour guides were trying to talk to us and would look back over the seat to make eye contact, taking his eyes off the road. Its all good, I think you need to do one thing that scares you each day.
There was graffiti everywhere, and it did not suck. Amazing, huge art pieces everywhere you looked. At times I did think that it was a bit over kill, but I was in awe of some of the pieces. The traffic and streets in Lyon were gnarly. Super small, and traffic was super bad. I was amazed how these people drove on streets like that, and there would be no way that my truck would fit on those streets, or parking spots. Driving on cobblestone roads was rad. For lunch we went into an old tavern and on the menu was horse. So I ate horse. Sorry mom. After lunch we walked outside and there was a christmas festival going on, there were mini horses there, I apologized to them for eating their brother.
I saw some adults on scooters. I laughed at them. It was freaking freezing the first day in Lyon. Raining and fog, and Felicia and I were not prepared for it. We didn't want to complain though, because we figured this would be our only day to see some stuff. We had a great lunch, and then found out that most French people don't eat after 2PM. Ummm, anyone that knows me knows that wasn't going to work out very well for anyone. We were lucky though and all hangry crises' were averted.
We went to the most popular cathedral in Lyon. It sits high up on a hillside overlooking the city, and is massive. Cool, old architecture and streets around the building, just made it feel so cool and old. When we walked in I was in awe. I had only seen pictures of such places and just couldn't believe i was there seeing such a place in person. I started walking in when I noticed the holy water basin. A large 4' by 3' basin made of marble and on the basin there were the words "In Hoc Signo Vinces" I was taken back and instantly loved the place more. In this sign you will conquer are words that I have tattooed on me and it means so much. Very cool to see that.
I had a great chat with our guide Dorian about all things political in French. The government, the welfare system, the taxes, free healthcare, handouts, free educations, and gasoline. Umm 10 bucks a gallon anyone? No thanks. Dorians girlfriend walks one hour each way to work just to save money. Buying a house is super hard, and banks don't just loan out money like they do in the states. It was pretty interesting to hear what he had to say on all these subjects and France is actually in a pretty bad spot. They need to figure some of that stuff out.
Speaking of free Health care, Felicia crashed on day two and we spent 6 hours in the ebola stricken hospital in St. Etienne. It was horrible. The service, attitudes, and overall experience confirmed my opinions about socialized medicine. Barry bailed on me 2.5 hours into the experience and got to go back to the hotel and sleep. He was passed out on the chairs and needed sleep. Sleep for me was pretty much non existent this trip. Something that I just chalked up as the experience.
Typical rolling hills with cool old buildings and houses on top of them. Houses stacked on the sides of hills, and the ever so typical euro apartment living. I did love seeing the houses with actually shutters that they close every night, not used just for aesthetics.
We kept going to the track too early. Dorian thought we would like to be there the whole time, but it sucked and on the first two days they didn't have the heat on in the building. It was so cold in there that we would leave and go over to a Mcdonalds type place and just sit in there because it was warm. Barry decided to pack super light for the trip and was forced to buy some some socks. He is an athlete for Oakley, and wanted some Oakley socks. 29 euros later, or 44 bucks, he had one pair of socks. He was pumped though and thought it to be totally worth it.
Speaking of Barry. He and I were on the same wave length the entire trips. We knew what the other was thinking, and kept talking about what the other was thinking. We talked about how people are bought together that are meant to be friends. Having Barry there made the trip for me, and Im glad to call him a friend. I worked on educating him on all things coffee, and when I got home I sent him a french press, so he could enjoy a proper cup of coffee. We also took a morning and went to the craziest museum I have ever seen. So much random shit, it blew our minds. I couldn't believe some of the displays, and wouldn't let my girls see that stuff. While at the track Barry never got anytime to himself, he is a complete rockstar. It was great to see him never tell someone no when they wanted a picture or autograph. He is what being a professional athlete is all about and the fans absolutely loved him.
Everyone smokes, and it sucks. Our pit was by the door and smokers would leave the door open and smoke would just pile into our pit. lame. I consumed more second hand smoke than I ever have. I hate it. I also ate more bread in that short six days, than I have in the past two years. I wasn't impressed with the food at all. The coffee is straight euro, so thats just espresso. It was alright and helped with the lack of sleep that I had.
As far as the race goes, it was nuts! I have never witnessed such a crowd and the enthusiasm they had for the event. Lazors, lights, stages, music, fog, smoke, fire, dancers, it was so much more than a bike race. They advertised on the radio, TV, newspapers, and billboards. They made this such a big deal, and the French didn't disappoint. There were so many people there, no seats left, and the standing room only was completely packed. That shit never would have happened here, fire code wouldn't allow it. The track was the gnarliest track I have ever raced on. I was told that it was going to be difficult, but Im pretty lucky to have grown up in Utah where we don't just race, but also ride bikes on jumps, skateparks, and have fun. So I was looking forward to a hard track. They were so creative with the jumps, and sizes, elevation changes, and turns. It was so cool. My favorite feature was the off camber roller out of the last turn, so fun to get wicked on. I didn't jump anything until race day. I had a crash on the pro jump on Friday and my mental game was shot after that. I just couldn't find my groove and had a bit of a mental breakdown that night. I called the wifester at 3:30 AM my time, couldn't sleep, and pretty much had an anxiety attack. Talking to her when I am away always helps, she helps me keep things in perspective. She completes me.
My race day was Sunday. We had 30 minutes of practice, and when I got to the top of the hill for my first practice lap, I said screw it, and pinned it first lap. I jumped everything first lap, and that set me up for how I would approach the day. I love the UCI format of racing and makes me stay in race mode the whole time. I relaxed and enjoyed the moment. I enjoyed the experience and welcomed the stress. I was able to put it together every lap, and didn't lose a lap all day. I had first gate choice going into the main and chose one. Behind the gate for the main I told myself that I could win this, and did just that. Had a great gate, and tried to check out. I didn't have the smoothest lap but kept it together. Knowing how the French ride, I was prepared to get blasted in every corner and thats what happened in turn two. A guy had taken his foot off the pedal and cut the corner and drilled me. I was ready for it. I had lowered my center of gravity and had a solid base. As soon as he came into me I placed my elbow under his arm and started pedaling and lifted him off and over. Still in first I hung up a little on a jump down the last straight but was able to squeak out with the win! I was in shock, and still as I write this can't believe I won.
I wrote Devin and told her I couldn't believe it, and she replied with "I can believe it." I lost it and broke down. She never waivers in her support and Im so damn lucky. The award ceremony was cool and I was asked to give my jersey to hang in a babies room of a fellow competitor. He brought his pregnant wife down and I gave her my flowers and gave him the jersey I was wearing, We took a photo and I told him to remember whats important as I showed him the back of my number plate and the photo of my girls.
The last night, Barry and I had an awesome dinner and we stayed up all night so we could sleep in the plane. It didn't work for me, but it was all good. I carried my trophy on the plane with me, I felt kind of funny, but oh well. It was so good to get home to my girls waiting for me at the airport.
I have been so blessed to enjoy this journey. Thank you to all the support me and make all of this possible. Without you I am jacks empty coffin.
Photos to come
Saturday, November 22, 2014
The plunge
Well, after talking about it for what seems like forever the wifester and I have decided to finally bite the bullet and start our own business. We have decided to go ahead and Start a bike shop. Ageless Racing will be the name and we will be a trackside vendor tacking care of the tracks and riders in Utah and Wyoming. We are pretty excited and have really learned a ton over the past two months of working through licensing, vendor set up, the banks, and of course the trailer.
I designed and had built a custom trailer, but this process has been a pain in the ass. When I ordered my trailer they originally told me 3-4 weeks. Monday will be the 8th week and still no trailer. We have product in the garage just waiting to get stocked and make it all come together, but the damn trailer manufacturer is a slap ass. Frustrating to say the least.
We got set up with Rockwell Watches which we are really excited about. Rockwell has been a sponsor of mine for the past three years and this is a great way to promote them even more.
Pretty lucky to have such a great partner with the wife, skies the limit!
Other than that things are good. The grom and G2 are growing well. So awesome to have such awesome kids. Damn lucky. The weather has finally turned for the worse. Im not so pumped on that. Makes the old bones hurt for sure.
Heard a remake of this song today, sang it to G2 and she loved it. Darius is the man.
I designed and had built a custom trailer, but this process has been a pain in the ass. When I ordered my trailer they originally told me 3-4 weeks. Monday will be the 8th week and still no trailer. We have product in the garage just waiting to get stocked and make it all come together, but the damn trailer manufacturer is a slap ass. Frustrating to say the least.
We got set up with Rockwell Watches which we are really excited about. Rockwell has been a sponsor of mine for the past three years and this is a great way to promote them even more.
Pretty lucky to have such a great partner with the wife, skies the limit!
Other than that things are good. The grom and G2 are growing well. So awesome to have such awesome kids. Damn lucky. The weather has finally turned for the worse. Im not so pumped on that. Makes the old bones hurt for sure.
Heard a remake of this song today, sang it to G2 and she loved it. Darius is the man.
Friday, November 7, 2014
Monday, November 3, 2014
Thursday, October 30, 2014
Late night
I wish I could soldier on past the 10 PM hour just so I could watch Jimmy Fallen. Oh well. Thats what youtube is for. This is a little old, but still so good.
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
behind the lense
Sometimes I hop behind the lens and snap a few photos. These are a few from my last camp in Chula Vista this past week. Enjoy. But really I don't care if you do or don't.
Monday, October 20, 2014
I miss summer already
This past weekend were local races right by the house and I asked if she wanted to go. She did. She rode and played with friends non stop. She also raced, which was rad. On her last race she came up to me and said, "daddy, Im going to go slow" I laughed and said ok. On another one of her laps one of the other kids knocked over a cone in the last corner, my daughter being her mothers child, stopped, got off her bike, and went over and picked it up. So classic.
So like I said, Im here in Chula. Working with Olympic hopefuls. Seems to be a great group of riders this go around and we have some pretty awesome rider coaches helping. I opted for my camera rather than bike today, and was happy about that. I also did some personal testing and am happy where I am at with my fitness.
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
I took the grom with me to Canada for their National championship and to be honest I was so excited to have her with me. I had her a custom hoodie made with the GT wings so she could support her daddy, and her extended family. She was was so excited to go along, especially when she knew that her Dr., Ethan, and Brighton were coming along. To say that both of us were excited would be an understatement.
The last time she was on a plane it didnt work out so well. But this time we changed it up a bit and she did excellent. It didnt hurt that we got bumped up to economy comfort for a little more leg room. Not that she needs it as you can see, she fits just fine sideways in the plane. She was awesome on the plane and even some people mentioned how well behaved she was. My favorite line was when she asked "is it time for blast off daddy?" Warms the cold void in my chest just thinking about it.
This was us just before went went over the border. She was so excited to be in Canada, she said it was so cool and didnt want to leave. That was until I reminded her that mommy and Remster werent there. Then she was ok with going back, but said she wanted to go to Canada again. I loved having her there with me at the races. "Good luck daddy, go fast, and win" Hahahaha, oh little grom, I have already won.
Usually when I travel to race I dont step foot in a swimming pool, but this time I did, twice. In fact, I was the only dad in the pool. We swam and lauged and made splashes and waves and she loved it. To see her smile is the best. While at the track she was everybodys best friend. Everyone wanted her to come with them and she spoiled rotten by everyone. I also knocked out my first braid attempt. She was pretty proud of her daddy for doing her hair. When it was time to leave the track and head back to Seattle I strapped her in and within two minutes she was out. She played so hard for 2 1/2 days that it was a total black out for the drive.
love her.
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
more music
Love me some lucero
The following song was a song that was on my worlds playlist. I listened to this song over and over before my races to just stay calm and kick it. I would listen to it while I warmed up and cooled down. It just put me in a good spot. Such a great tune.
During one my of my leg redo tattoo sessions Nate had Lucero on for the entire session. It was awesome. I can appreciate most of the music, hope you enjoy.
The following song was a song that was on my worlds playlist. I listened to this song over and over before my races to just stay calm and kick it. I would listen to it while I warmed up and cooled down. It just put me in a good spot. Such a great tune.
During one my of my leg redo tattoo sessions Nate had Lucero on for the entire session. It was awesome. I can appreciate most of the music, hope you enjoy.
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