The capacity to suffer is a quantity, measurable like any other. Sometimes you have it, and sometimes you do not. I had built a large stockpile in preparation for the AZT 300. But it came up lacking (or rather, I did). Not enough suffering, and then it was over. You can only store so much [...]
… the ‘scar’ on Bugs? You know, this one: The answer is: more than 600. Or more accurately, I don’t know, because I didn’t clean it. Here’s the power plot: The four red spikes on the right side are my four attempts to clean the steepest (fall line) part. I cleaned the lower part, and [...]
I debated about Prescott, and other trips for the weekend. But it’s been too long since our last Sweetwater Friday ride, so I rolled out from home, en route to Paula’s school. My friend the NW headwind was there, but it had no hold on me, with bodily systems finally over whatever flu/allergy/asthma nastiness plagued [...]
Enough ‘careful’ riding. After babying my injured sidewall during the AZT 300 and generally trying to avoid contact with rocks at all costs, it was high time to hit rocks hard, catch air, and be stupid on a bike again. Jobie and Brian were scheming to head to Phoenix for South Mountain. Nobody had to [...]
It was a great year for the 300. I couldn’t have been happier about how it all turned out. Well, except that I didn’t finish it myself. 11 riders started out from Parker Canyon Lake. I took the lead, with Kurt on my wheel. Somehow we got far enough ahead in the first 1.5 minutes [...]
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