There are those that doubt. There are those that know. From: J. just saying moto pacing must be working for someone The email came with Continue reading Motorpacing is a motorpacing does
My man Leg’s wrote me an email. He didn’t say much. He didn’t have to. From: Legs Hard man’s bike, right up your alley. pezcyclingnews.com/cgi/gallerypicget.asp… Continue reading Balls & Glory
Like every good gangster rapper, I am a fan of the movie Scarface. But as some of you may know, I am deathly allergic to Continue reading My little friend
Well, not really fat. More like “festively plump” or “jolly.” From: Jeff D. Jonny, hope all is well at law school in the warm weather… Continue reading Humpday musing from the fat man.
It’s almost Wednesday as I type this and I have to be to work in about 6 hours, but that can all wait. I’m fresh off Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: Where the pavement Ends
So my cough got worse Friday and Saturday and I had to bag the race yesterday. Goddamn I hate that feeling. A total a complete Continue reading Bummer weekend
If you have ever raced a bike you know how good a cold fizzy one tastes… regardless of what’s in the can, you know what Continue reading A coke… but where’s the smile?
I’m not clowning around right now: it fucking kills, all this nonsense. people go down so hard. riding bikes — that’s the way to be Continue reading It does really hurt.
Those Ritte boys sure are funn e. Nothing like adding a little a little extra flair to a scene that’s too PRO for you and Continue reading Friday Feedzone
We rode fixed today. Dominic practiced with me riding super close. He tapped me, slapped my ass, nudged me a bit, and I had to Continue reading Nerves = Judi is a bitch for no reason.
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Fresh off another mini road trip down south but this week was a little different. It was all guys and there was no agenda. The Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: Too much free time around camp