Rides and Runs in the Family

Mrs. Snob likes pink bikes, black rainbows and wispy walks.

Art. Life.

"There's No Walgreens Next to Blues"

Funny the things you find out after it's too late. Then I broke my chain.

Warning: Genius at Work.

Peeps.


Peepsx2+MonkeyGirl

Business Lunch

If you aren't going to ride or workout over lunch, a run to grab your new parts is the way to go.

Any archeologist will tell you, bikes outside the shop is a sign of Sping. The virgin gets sacrificed later in the week.

Miles understands. Clearly some customers do not.

iHipster color of week. Army Green. (Am I a hypocrite for saying that?)

"Well, ya see here son..."

Damn, I Guess It Really Is Game On

A funny thing happened while I was whining about my hamstring, the race season started.

Harlan started the season in style at the 12hrs of Razorback.

Sologoat took the line as well.

Tinker took Old Pueblo.

Epic Adam hit it for what looked like a tightly fought 14th.

And here I am just happy it's above 14 degrees for a few days in a row. Make mine a double on the sunlight as it's good for what ails you. Drink deep.

Sunday Grind

Here We Go Again

To bad OK GO is straight ripping off The Hives. Anyway...

Hammy and I were back in action today. A couple of hours. Soreness but not too painful at the end of the session. Mental reset for me. Riding is therapy.

Be patient Sparkle Ninja, I have an answer for you.

"... Here We Are After Dark...

...knocking back the Makers Mark, scrounging up the dollars from my buddy's car and..."

"Umm Honey..."

After I hopped off the trainer tonight, I was strolling through the kitchen and heard Mrs. Snob say from behind me, "Umm honey, you leg is really bruised."

I guess it is.

Off-Season's Second Wind

Perhaps it's because my hamstring's not quite healed to the point of being able to put in long hours or because the temp finally got above 23 yesterday, but off-season lethergy turned into energy for me last night.

Over the past few weeks I have lamented the piss-poor content of this blog and the piss-poor fitness I seemed to be stuck at. Now if the hammy will continue to cooperate, I'll just forget about last week as the lost week of riding and let things get back to normal.

Inspiration is where you find it:

Elk.

Dave Simmons.

The Kittens.

CVO and his cure for the common fever.

Nick Martin.

Indy Fab (and my short femur.)

Assorted Snobbery: A Question

Carbon Fiber Stems: Worth the added cost? Discuss...

Office Politics

Moons Over My Hammy

What happens when you make cracks about the YMCA? You tweak your hamstring on your next visit.

Warmed up for 15 minutes, got called off the treadmill to fill in for a game who needed a 10th guy, loose ball and POP.

It's really not to bad though. I played out the game and one more then sat out. It was pretty sore last night but is coming around today.

ICE. BITCH. REPEAT.

iHipster

I had to laugh at myself yesterday. I had an off-site meeting for work and as I got ready I began to count the hipster cliche oozing through the situation. It really hit me when I decided to wear jeans over my pearl tights so I wouldn't have to change when I arrived.

Nothing like working for a technology company, having meetings at coffee shop and arriving via the IF dressed like a wanna be bike messenger. Oh, and the bike is pink. How droll.

Mirror mirror on the wall...

At least I got a couple of hours in before the meeting. No packages were delivered however.

Technology hipster Mike Burda becoming "blog-famous."