Tuesday, March 28, 2006

2006 Season Goals


Mary McConneloug @ Mammoth National Championships
Pic by : Greg "Negro" Pleis

Goals for the 2006 Race Season

1. Not to compete in more than 10 races. ( 20 races in 2005) Sorry Chris , I'm still tired.

2. Finish every marathon/endurance race entered. And that means "no-matter-what". Let it be a broken frame or a pulled Spiro T. Agnew muscle, NO DNF!

3. Enter a XC race with my Specialized BigHit Freeride bike. Thats 8 inches of travel with a triple-crown fork. 48 pounds , 2.5 tires, and alot of goodness!

4. Complete the "six-pack" at Firestone Walker Santa Barbara endurance race. If it wasnt hard enough to complete the whole 70 miles (6 laps), gotta chug a bottle of Firestone Walker Double Barrell Ale each lap. Thanks to Shortstack on that one.

5. SINGLESPEED !! At select Rim Nordic races, enough said about that. In memory of Jimbo.

6. Pedal to the top of Mammoth Mountain from the village (11,052 ft.). Who would like to join me? Thought so.

7. To have the meanest, toughest, loudest cheering section on the race course for the blokes racing. All must be wearing Futbol jerseys and yelling "Hooaahhh" . Drums are a plus. Air horns are welcomed. Beer is recommended.

8. Have Beer Pong tourneys @ select venues.

9. "Water-wars" during the races. I will be free-game for any other racer or spectator during my race. But you better watch out, I could strike back. Chris, no hiding behind Greg !

10. To have a great time , enjoy the races, drink the carbs, and dance the good-time-dance with the peeps!

Monday, March 20, 2006

Paying your Dues


It's happened to the best of us. Well, in this case only to us males. Landing on the top tube, futbol player blocking a kick, and of course the over-energetic rugrat you're trying to hug. Our testicles get a beating throughout our lives. For some its just an accident , but for others its a bulls eyes.

Growing up with Big Al and Stack, our crotches were the equivalent of that to the nuclear testing grounds in Nevada. Wrestling against a person that is twice your size and weight, wouldn't you go for the plums? Very affective when the person doubles over and starts squirming around the ground. Not to mention the automatic reaction of the hands grabbing the ping pongs that are temporarily crawled up in the stomach.

Then there is the worst kind of attacks, the hidden clandestine warfare. Just like a sniper waiting for the enemy to be in its most relaxed state. Out of nowhere the excrutiating pain of a coin nicking the right berry. This pain is not like the one getting kicked hard or a baseball bat swinging around with a double homerun , but this agonizing pain is sharp. You are still able to function but wondering what had happen. In many cases it was Shortstack with a pocket full of change. Let it be during lunchtime at school or at the bus stop waiting to go home. The precision of his flicks and the accuracy of the little penny or dime slicing through the air, directly colliding with the outside of my right nut is pure talent. I give your props.

Us three have known each other for years. Shortstack since I was 7 and Big Perm since I was 9. Due to rather ridiculous circumstances , we lost Biggie for 4 years. That left Stickity and I on our own for our graduation, experiences with cars, roadtrips, turning 21, and of course the groin assaults. Like all Disney stories, Big Worm came back to our lives happily. And for those 4 years of M.I.A , it is our duty as friends to bring you back to even terms.

With cupchecks and flying debris with love , welcome back Alex Nash !

Pic: 3/17/2006 - watching the NCAA Tourney in my room. Cupcheck administered by Stizle, pic by Fuzzy.

Friday, March 10, 2006

For the Non-believers

Joshua Tree , CA July 2002 -self portrait

When Fuzzy was in Fober's land...let my Fuzzy go.

Monday, March 06, 2006

Capitan

Navajo Lake , Utah - 2005 Pic by Fuzzy

"We go through our lives with our filters up, we never see the world raw."

Friday, March 03, 2006

The Roffs

Firestone Walker Santa Barbara Race - 2005 Pic by Stack

We miss you two so much! Always remembering the good times on and off the bike. You were our family home away from home , Stack and I appreciate everything you've done for us. Hopefully soon, a roadtrip of friends will be knocking on your door in Colorado taking you out for some drinks.