Yes, ladies and gentleman, that would be three (3) days of riding. In a row, no less. by
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I said one thing to myself this morning: The books can wait. And you know what? They did. The bastards did. They’re like rust – Continue reading The books can wait.
I posted a video yesterday of Jan Ullrich opening up a can of whoop ass in the 2004 Tour de France. Later that night at Continue reading The power of coincidence.
I think this is from 2004, when Thomas Voeckler held the maillot jaune for ten days like a fucking champ. No idea what stage this Continue reading Ullrich lays fools out like ceramic tile.
Shit. Amazing what you can find when you actually pay attention. I parked this one in the drafts folder and lost sight of it for Continue reading Day late and a dollar short
Rep’n Arizona. by
I don’t know if you heard this shit yet. If so, word up. If not, check it. It’s my new fav. Mad play in the Continue reading La Coka Nostra
Now, get your ass out of bed and get moving! We’re burning daylight. by
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