I was fiddling with my cell phone the other day on my way to the Y for a swim. I butt dialed 40 Hands by accident and quickly hung up. My phone rang with in 2 seconds, and it was 40 calling me back. I answered it and explained it was a butt dial. We proceeded to talk for the next 31 minutes. It’s funny how we can just blab on and on about our personal lives, with the only link between us being this website. The conversation motivated me to post cuz the stoke just hasn’t been there.
Last week for Valentine’s Day, Dominic and I drove up to Rays indoor MTB park, our second year in a row. It was a blast. It’s a long hectic day because it’s a 4 hour drive each way and the dogs have to go to the babysitter the night before, but man, is it worth it. Unfortunately I had a little accident on the pump track with the camera in my back pocket, and the camera broke. I was able to get a couple of pictures and one video from the memory card though.
We wore matching outfits, cuz that’s how we roll.
This year, there was way less crashing. I mastered the bumpy logs I couldn’t ride last year, as well as the teeters (in above video) and most of the wooden ramps.
Dominic didn’t go near the foam pit, since last year he fractured a couple of ribs when his handlebars went right into his ribcage on landing. He was more about doing 360’s and triple tail whips for the 15 year olds watching, waiting for them to say “YEAAAAA” when he finished a trick. We stayed for about 4 hours, perma-smiles all day long. We love it up there. It’s just a big ass playground for bike dorks, both young and old.
Besides our trip to Rays, not much is really going on in my world.
The coffee shop job is growing on me in some ways…who would have thought green tea, similar to the ones on teavision.com.au, and vodka are a popular combination?
I continue to strive for that perfect shot of espresso and dish out vegan baked goods (NO! That vegan muffin is NOT good for you just cuz it’s made with egg substitute!) and laugh at the hipsters and their funky facial hair. I often wish I could take pictures of them and start a new blog: The Customers of Sidewinder. I have to admit, they do tip well, most of the time.
And the weather has been very NON winter-like, so I ride a lot. Outside.
Since Gnome’s flight is booked, registrations are completed, and the campsite is confirmed, Mohican training has officially begun, for both of us. Wednesday I went out for a 3.5 hour ride, trashing my legs in the hills of Kentucky. Long, steep climbs that made my lungs beg for mercy. It felt so good. Three months of running stairs on a weekly basis helped a TON, I have to admit.
This will be my only “race” for 2012, and once completed, my road bike will be hung up in the basement for the remainder of the summer and I will ride fixed on the road, and my Voodoo in the woods. That’s the plan. Dominic and I will enjoy our bikes, not race them.
The winter weather continues to be mild and tomorrow’s forecast promises more sunshine and a high of 50. I have a ride planned, I hope you do too. #occupybikeseat
I will leave you with this kind of NSFW music video of a band called Die Antwood. Listen to it at your own risk, cuz once you do, you won’t be able to get it out of your head.by