How do you like that?
It would seem my cheapness has caught up with me. Too many people are looking at my FREE blog and I exceeded my bandwidth for the month (the reason my personal photos disappeared). At least my free blog has a support staff that is willing to offer an explanation to a cheap bastard like me. I am left with two options. I can stick with the freebie blog and risk the chance of it happening again, or pay $25 a year to keep it in proper order. They are just like drug dealers, getting me all strung out and then they start putting their hands in my pockets. I guess I’ll worrry about it later.
As far as bike related topics go I will be leaving for the Mohican 100 Friday morning. Zach B and Andy G will be traveling with me for this one. Once again I will be going on a road trip with a couple people I have never tripped with before. That really seems to keep it interesting. I kinda zigged when I shoulda zagged over the last month. The plan was to drop two more pounds before this weekend, but I actually put on a few. I’m not so dumb that I don’t realize why I gained weight, but I was dumb enough to do it. At least there is only 11,000 feet of climbing over 100 miles so the weight won’t have much of an effect on my performance, I hope.
I am paying for my stupidity at The Burn last weekend. I rode my first seven laps without any chamois butter so I did about 42-45 miles worth of damage to my crotch. Ain’t it a shame that I overshot my bandwidth, and now I can’t post a picture of my abused taint on the internet? I am sure it looks something like this. It is pretty chaffed and unhappy so now I get to choose between riding extra miles in the morning before work on these days leading up to the race, or let my crotch heal. Fortunately healing requires very little effort so I may choose that route.
I got to look at Danielle Musto’s Wingnut Assault pack at The Burn last weekend (while she was busy racing). It is the bee’s knees, assuming bee’s knees are a good thing. I tried it on and you can’t really tell that you have 54oz of water on your back. I really like the storage and the fit. So the problem is I fell in love with it over Memorial weekend, and I am doing a hundie this weekend. I called Scott (looks like a trustworthy fellow) over at Wingnut yesterday and it seems that I could only get one in my hands by Thursday if I throw down for some major shipping charges. I know how my luck works with this kind of thing so I just ordered it so I could have it before the Lumberjack 100. If I woulda paid extra the mailman would have delivered it to my neighbor, or it would be delayed by a freak icestorm in New York, or some other natural disaster that always seems to happen when I try to get something at the last minute. It should be here next week and that will give me plenty of time to play with it before my next hundie. This weekend I will just stick with my “Fanny Pack of Doom”.
I got the map for the Mohican 100 in an email the other day. Gonna be a tough one logistically as it only has four rest stops, two of which you can send drop bags to. The last stop is only 11 miles from the finish, which seems kinda odd. I have no idea what to send ahead in my drop bag that might be useful in the final 11 miles. The course looks diverse enough to keep it interesting and the weather is threatening T-storms and cool temps. Nothing like getting a little extra adversity for your money.
I was looking at the registration list for The Mohican 100 and it now shows who’s riding a single speed. Out of 75 total 100 mile racers only seven are on SS’s ( I think they are missing three). Those ten include Dan Jansen, Tim Dougherty, Thom Parsons, Matthew Ferrari, Zach Broussard, Sean Sullivan, Micheal Tressler, Andy Good, and Skip Brown. At least I won’t have to worry about making room in my trophy cabinet Sunday (I don’t really have a trophy cabinet anyways).
Adam Lisonbee started a pretty good thread on MTBR about endurance racing on a budget. There are some pretty good tips in there for those of you looking to take a crack at one of these slogfests without breaking the bank. Unfortunately I didn’t have much to add as I tend to piss away money like Vitamin C (my body excretes anything more than it needs).
That’s enough for now. I got healing to do.
I am willing to try just about anything to heal up my crotch. I’m just not so sure about the “laying of the hands” part.