tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27301337816332813472024-03-06T12:02:00.373-08:00I'd Rather Be Out On My Bike"Yeah baby! Racin' bikes!"Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.comBlogger85125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-73616881845959770012014-07-15T10:36:00.003-07:002014-07-15T13:26:56.089-07:00Crusher in the Tushar - Race ReportFive hours, seven minutes, and forty-two seconds after leaving down town Beaver, UT I arrived at Eagle Point ski resort. The end finally came after 69 miles of riding, 10,000 feet of climbing, 975 mg of caffeine, 550 grams of pure sugar, 6 bottles of water, and one endless grin across my face stretching from ear to ear. As challenging as the infamous Crusher in the Tushar may appear on paper, it is easily twice the beast in real life.<br />
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Kinda like meeting a pro football player in real life. They look pretty big on TV, but nothing will make your slightly above average biceps look more like they came from the same roll of dental floss as <a href="http://www.atwistedspoke.com/micheal-rasmussen-the-lost-chicken-the-whereabouts-problem-continues/">Michael Rasmussen</a>'s chicken limbs, than seeing a linebacker up close in person. <br />
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The Crusher, from a comfortable distance, looks like this:<br />
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Up close and personal, the Crusher feels more like this:<br />
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But it's fun. The kind of fun you can't describe. So I won't even try. The only thing I'll say is that one of the best moments I've ever had on a bike came at 3.5 hours into the race. I was halfway up the col d'crush, I'd settled into a perfect rythm, a flask of gels and caffeine had just hit the blood, the right tunes were crankin' on the ipod, I was thinking about how lucky I was to have the most amazing family to go home to after the race, and everything, for that moment was just absolutely perfect.<br />
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And that was the general gist of the entire race for me; one big perfect moment. Not easy, not comfortable, and definitely not painless, but very enjoyable. The mixture of hills and flats, the seemingly constantly changing terrain, and the company of other riders and the volunteers made the Crusher one of the best races I've ever done.<br />
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I'll fully admit I didn't enjoy the beautiful scenery at all. I was staring at the road immediately in front of my front wheel the entire time. I probably missed out on some spectacular views and sights. But, for what its worth, I don't feel like I missed out on a thing. The feelings and emotions that came from riding at the brink of blowing my legs off for 5 hours straight were more than enough to supply all of the sensory input I could handle. You can accuse me of missing out on the simple, beautiful things of nature. But that's not why I race. I race to push myself. And if it happens that I get to go push myself along roads with beautiful views, then I'll usually just hope somebody else is taking pictures to look at later. <br />
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The race started kinda slow. I took off the line with a quick little sprint, just to say I was ahead of the full pro field, even if only for a moment, but quickly coasted back into the group. Two riders, Bryson Perry and Tom Cook, however, felt the need to get away and continued an attack off the front. Nobody seemed too worried. I heard Levi Leipheimer asking another rider if either of them was anybody to worry about. They responded by saying Bryson might be a threat. I think Bryson ended up with some mechanical issues, and Tom ended up finishing somewhere in the top 10.<br />
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The pro group was in no hurry along the opening 10 miles of pavement. I had a few friends racing in the age groups I wanted to beat, so I got a little nervous at our slow pace. Not enough to charge off the front (like Bucky Gibson decided to do) but did take a few pulls up at the front of the group. <br />
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That's the funny thing about the difference between the pro fields and the age group mentalities. The pros are racing each other. They don't care how fast the group goes, or what the final time is, they just want to save as much energy for when it counts, and put their stock in getting the best final result in the pro standings. Age groupers, on the other hand, seem to be more willing to lay it down the whole race. That's my guess why the Lotoja course record was actually held by an age grouper in his 50's and not anyone in the pro field. But that's just my opinion, loosely based on observations. <br />
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It was fun to cruise along for the first half hour on the road. I took advantage of riding alongside some of the bigger names in cycling. It was cool to be in a race next to guys I look up to and respect as people and athletes like David Weins and Levi Leipheimer. So I didn't complain at our leisurely pace up the road. I knew it would be the only time I'd even be able to see these guys during the race.<br />
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Another pleasant bonus to riding at the front of the group was getting to ride
with Racer. I sat in his slip stream most of the time (6'6" slipstreams
are really nice), but rode alongside with my buddy for a little bit of
the way too. It was fun to ride with him for a stretch. <br />
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Once the group hit the steeper climb at the turn, it all blew apart. Levi took off, destined to hunt down the attackers, and the rest of the pro field followed suit. I knew exactly what intensity I would be able to sustain for the 90 minutes of climbing that would follow, and quickly settled into my own pace. <br />
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The climb was fun. A little group of us soon formed and started catching some of the guys that took off a little too fast at the base of the climb. I knew my limits, and kept it in check, despite the urge to really rally it up the first climb. I knew it would be good to go over the top with a good group that would be able to work together along the flat pavement of Circleville. I got over the first climb and started the descent with Jon Russell. It was definitely bumpy, and bottles covered the road. We ocassioinaly passed a rider with a flat which caused me to doubt my little Raven tires. They held up, however, and we made it to the long paved stretch. A large group of us quickly gelled together as we hit the flats, allowing us to for an efficient pace line. The 2/3 of us who felt good took turns pulling, while the back 1/3 took advantage of the draft.<br />
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I didn't mind having a small following behind the working riders, but apparently one of the guys did. He kept asking the trailing riders if they were ever going to take a pull. I figured they were all so tired they weren't exactly going to be a threat heading back up the hill, and we might as well bring them along and help them out as much as we could. I did make the comment to the unofficial pace line police man that if any of the tag alongs passed us going back up the hill we would be allowed to kick them off the trail. But as I anticipated, it wasn't a problem.<br />
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The road quickly (although the pavement seemed to go on forever, making me remember why I quit racing road bikes. It's kinda boring circling around in a pace line. Thank goodness Chris Holley was there to keep the spirits high) turned uphill and sandy. I got excited because it allowed me to once again put my head down and settle into my pace.<br />
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We soon reached the climb back up the col d'crush. I was at about 3 hours of ride time and figured it would be another 2 hours of climbing. Mentally, I could handle that. The legs felt good, my spirits were high, and it all seemed to be downhill from there. Figuratively, anyway.<br />
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The col was rough, but doable. I don't remember much about the road. Just how I felt. I think I passed a few riders going up, but was really so deep into my own world I never really noticed. What I did notice was how delicious that little red solo cup of cold coke was at the KOM spot. I almost got off the bike and asked for more.<br />
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I soon got to the top where it turns to rollers and passed the aid station where the road turns out to head towards the ski resort. My brother was there to snap some photos and yell some encouraging words. I didn't really hear what he yelled, but I figured it was inspiring. Until I saw him after the race and he told me that he'd actually just yelled out how far behind Levi I was. Yeah, that wasn't exactly very encouraging. But that's what brothers are for. (My brother had actually been a very solid source of motivation for me. He came down to the race to help out, and having him there played a large role in my exceptional day on the bike. Thanks, Brad) <br />
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With 10 miles to go, I started having my first doubts. I thought it would be another 10 whole miles of climbing. I knew I could climb for that long again, but I wasn't sure how fast I could do it. The sugar must have been wearing off, because for the first time, I started having trouble keeping my pace. Luckily, it was really only a few more miles of climbing that I managed to gut out until it turned to rollers, then downhill, then the last uphill mile to the finish.<br />
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I'd heard people talk about the last mile being hard. In my prideful ignorance I'd refused to believe that any one mile could really be as hard as people described it to be. So upon hitting the base of the last climb, I stood up, accelerated, and began to drill it home. That lasted about 30 seconds. Less than 0.05 of a mile. Which meant I still had 0.95 miles to go. It was definitely the longest mile I've ever ridden. My computer seemed to refuse to register the distance I was covering as I watched the hundredths seem to take whole minutes to pass by.<br />
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Eventually, however, I made it to the finish line. 5 hours, 7 minutes, and 42 seconds after leaving down town Beaver, every single minute of which, was thoroughly enjoyed. It wasn't always comfortable, but it was 100% enjoyable. Couldn't have asked for a better day on the bike. It was a well organized race I already look forward to doing again.<br />
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<a href="http://tusharcrusher.com/2014-results">2014 Results Here</a><br />
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So here we are. A few months after building up the RLT.<br />
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My entire basis for becoming interested in building a disc brake road/gravel bike was in response to finally deciding to race the <a href="http://tusharcrusher.com/">Crusher in the Tushar </a>bike race down in Beaver, UT. I've had quite a few friends race it over the last 3 years its been going, and every single one of them, regardless of how they do in the race, seem to love it.<br />
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The Crusher is very well organized and quite challenging; two key elements to making any race fun. After watching the little <a href="http://tusharcrusher.com/video">promo video </a>this winter, I became mildly obsessed with it. It spurred the building of the RLT (more on eventual frame choice later) along with my first serious and consistent training efforts since 2010. <br />
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It all paid off. I haven't had a race come together as well as the Crusher did in years. Like everybody else, I was nervous about anything and everything (including tires) right up until the morning of the start. However, the moment the gun went off, it was all about just spinning pedals and eating sugar. Two things I've gotten pretty good at over the years. <br />
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The following are some thoughts on the equipment I ended up using for the race. I'll post another writeup here shortly about the race itself. If anybody else finds it useful or entertaining, great. If not, feel free to go read a more useful blog about vaccines, autism, or Hobby Lobby's birth control policies. <br />
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I digress. Back to what's important. <br />
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After spending months planning out every meticulous detail of the bike I would ride in the Crusher, 3 weeks before the race I made some radical changes. I'd been planning on racing the RLT with a typical 2x10 setup that utlized a bunch of Force components I'd rounded up and an 11-36 XX cassette I'd had sitting in the parts bin since 2010.<br />
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However, after switching to a 1x10 setup on the cross country bike using a Sram X-9 Type II rear derailleur and a single Race Face wide/narrow chain ring up front, I was sold on the idea of running a 1x10 setup for the Crusher. I figured I'd lose a few gears off the top and bottom ranges, but after riding a single speed the last few years, I was no stranger to standing up to pedal when it got steep, or kicking the cadence up to 100+ rmp on flats and downhills. <br />
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I was hoping to find a 34t wide/narrow chainring in a 110 BCD for my compact cranks so I wouldn't have to lose any gears on the low range, but the smallest I could find was a 38t. When I put this together with my 11-36t cassette in the back, I ended up with very similar low end gearing as what a lot of other crushers with compact cranks and wi-fli rear derailleurs were getting with 34t little rings up front and 32t big cogs in the back. So I figured that was for the best as I'd need something a little taller than a 34x11 for the flats of Circleville. 38x11 worked out perfectly. <br />
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For tires I'd been hoping to ride some Panaracer Cross Blasters. They were very light (280g) and had a good, fast rolling profile. They had held up fine at low speeds on the dirt roads and gnarly single track I tested them out on around Utah County when I first got them. However, once I went down hill with any kind of speed and any amount of rock, they seemed to hold up as well as a rice paper windshield. After double flats on a Squaw Peak road attempt (hitchhiked home) and another set of double flats on Pole Line road (took 3 tubes with me this time), I decided to take the advice of a few other experienced Crushers and go with a pair of <a href="http://www.notubes.com/The-Raven-Tire-700x35-P159.aspx">Stan's Ravens 35mm </a>cx tires; and they worked beautifully. Rolled fast, gripped well, and didn't flat. Everything I could have hoped for in a tire.<br />
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As far as frames go, I was very very pleased with the RLT. The geometry was spot on. It felt stable on the flats, low in the corners (I loved how low the bottom bracket was), and could climb like any road bike I'd had. It even convinced me I wanted disc brakes on any future road bikes I build. However, when Niner released the news that they were going to start production on a sub 1000g carbon cx frame, I began getting greedy.<br />
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I figured I could lose over a pound and a half by switching to a carbon frame and a 1x10 setup. <br />
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I never guessed what would really happen by switching to a full carbon setup: total weight saved came out to be <b>over 2.5 lb</b>s. Not bad.<br />
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I ended up with a Felt F1X carbon cyclocross frame. It was a 1000g frame with a 480 g 3T fork. It didn't allow for as wide of tires as the RLT, wasn't as low as the RLT, and didn't have a metal frame like the RLT (I hit so much stuff on the dirt and fling so many rocks into my down tube, I've always been very hesitant to ride a carbon frame off road). But it WAS a butt-load lighter. And it WAS made of road-dampening carbon. And it handled like a dream. And it WAS a butt load lighter. Did I mention it was light?<br />
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The total build came out to be under 16lbs. My previous build was really close to 18.5lbs. 2.5 lbs may not make a huge difference over the short 69 miles of the Crusher, but the psychological aspect of having a bike that light can be pretty advantageous.<br />
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The bike turned out perfect for the Crusher. Everybody says that at some point during the race you'll wish you had a different bike. There wasn't a single mile I wish I'd had a different bike. True, during the descent down the Col d'Crush it was bumpy, and I got nervous about flatting, but it would have sucked on any bike, even my xc rig with a 'spension fork and 2" tires. So I just enjoyed being able to hold on tight to the bars down in the drops while braking with one finger on the levers.<br />
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All in all, everything worked out perfectly. I realize that no matter what kind of equipment you run, things like flats and mechanicals can always happen. However, as far as choice of equipment, I'm pretty sure I've got my bike for next year already figured out...<br />
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<br />Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-82520427906807037852014-02-25T07:43:00.001-08:002014-11-11T12:29:09.102-08:00Niner RLT Build<br />
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Edit 11/11/14: Frame for Sale $800<br />
I've decided to go back to school and need some cash. This frame is awesome and is really cool. If you are interested in purchasing this frame let me know. It comes with the frame, fork, headset, seat collar, and Chris King PF Bottom bracket. It maybe has a dozen rides on it. I can include some Force shifters/der's and tubular disc wheels as well.<br />
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Ok, back to the original post:<br />
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Ever since Niner revealed their plans to release a 'cross bike ("gravel grinder" sounds like I have to have a beard, some tattoos, and tour with paniers to ride one, so I'm calling it a 'cross bike) I've been intrigued. Needless to say I ordered a frame as soon as I could. I was tempted at first to stick with the more conservative Industry Grey color, but the flash of the "Colgate Green" (as my wife calls it) eventually drew me in. Despite my wife's constant quips ("so you're sponsored by Colgate now?") I actually really like the color and it looks even better in real life.<br />
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As I was planning the bike out, I was curious as to several details of the bike such as weight, geometry, accepted rotor sizes, etc. It took a while to find a lot of the information, which would be expected as the bike hadn't even been formally released yet.<br />
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The purpose of this post is to compile all the information on the Niner RLT I can into one spot. I'm a pretty big nerd and like to make spreadsheets when I build bikes, outlining every detail of the bike, including the price and weight of each component I'm planning on using. So on the off chance that there are any other bike nerds out there, the following will be a compilation of all the info I gather as I build the bike up. It'll be a work in progress as I complete the build, so feel free to check back for updated information.<br />
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First off, I'll start with some weights. (For a complete list see bottom of the post)<br />
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The Niner RLT size 53cm frame comes in at 1530 grams. A few more than the advertized 1395. I was a little disappointed. My goal was to get the whole build as close to or under 17lbs as possible, and a quarter pound is a bit to deal with. Either way, I'm sure I'll survive. Pretty sure 135 grams of frame weight isn't going to lose any races for me this year. I can probably just shave my obligatory "gravel grinder" beard to save 135 grams if I need to.<br />
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The fork came in at 620 grams. Uncut. I anticipate losing a few grams when I cut it down this afternoon. I'll post the update. The carbon compression plug weighs 46 grams. Not too bad. The included headset (minus the installed crown race, which I forgot to weigh before installing on the fork, but we can assume to be approx 10-15 grams) was only 69 grams. Not bad there either. The tapered head tube gives it a sturdy feel. I'm not sure how the weight will come out after its all said and done, but it does seem like it's going to be a little heavier than Niner's previous carbon rigid mountain bike fork. I know the RLT fork is built to MTB standards, but I was hoping for something a little lighter than a MTB fork on a 'cross bike. <br />
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The bike will take 140-160mm rotors on the front and rear. I chose 140's to save a few grams on weight. The Avid BB7 SL road calipers I got mount to the frame and fork's direct post mounts with no need for adapters. Which is a nice advantage of the RLT over a few other frames that still have the brake tabs that require adapters.<br />
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A slight disadvantage of the direct mount rear caliper position is how the frame gets in the way of the allen wrench when you're trying to install or adjust the caliper. It would be near impossible to get to the rear caliper bolts with a quick tool on the trail due to the bulk of the tool in case you had to make any adjustments on the trail. I'll admit I haven't had to adjust my brakes very often on the trail, but the occasional rubbing rotor has warranted a quick adjustment a time or two. I haven't had any other frames with the direct mounts to the frame before, so I am not sure how this compares to the positioning of other frames, but it was a definite source of frustration while installing the rear brakes. I'll post pictures shortly.<br />
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Either way, this is what it looks like so far. It's got Stan's Iron Cross Pro wheels, Shimano Pro Evo Stealth handlebars, Chris King PF30 BB, Force 10sp cranks, Force shifters, Red front der, Force rear der, Panaracer CX tires, Niner's RDO seatpost, and a Selle Italia SLR saddle. Should be a pretty sweet ride once it's all put together. I'll get a final weight posted shortly.<br />
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I am very excited about this bike. The construction is solid, the geometry is great, the paint job is amazing, and it looks pretty freaking awesome. Nice work, Niner on another functionally kick-A piece of art. <br />
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Party on Wayne. <br />
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Frame: 1530g<br />
Uncut fork: 620g (Update: cutting the fork dropped it 30 grams. Updated fork weight: 590g)<br />
Headset: 69g (plus another 10-15 for the crown race)<br />
Niner seat clamp: 21g<br />
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Seatpost (Niner RDO 27.2x400): 218g<br />
Saddle: 118g<br />
Handlebars (integrated Shimano Pro): 400g<br />
Force Shifters: 320g<br />
King PF30 BB: 102g<br />
Force BB30 Crankset: 608g<br />
Force Rear Der: 174g<br />
Red Yaw Front Der: 74g<br />
Sram Braze-on Adapter for F Der: 19g<br />
Cassette (Red OG 1090): 167g <br />
Wheels (Stan's Iron Cross Pro, with tape and valve stem): 1440<br />
Skewers (Stan's Carbon) 78g<br />
Tires (Panaracer CrossBlasters): 560g<br />
Rotors (KCNC Razors 140mm): 124g<br />
Brakes (Avid BB7 SL w/ti hardware): 368g<br />
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Pedals (Wellgo Mg8): 240g<br />
Chain KMC 10sp: 240g<br />
Cables/Housing: TBDDanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-91893442467569018562014-02-10T11:19:00.003-08:002014-02-10T11:21:36.509-08:00Niner RLT's have shipped<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So I don't know if anybody still reads this blog, and its been so long since I've posted that I don't even know my way around blogspot any more. However, in the name of public interest, I've decided to post the details of my new Niner RLT bike build. They've started shipping this week, which means I'll hopefully get it up and running by the weekend (depending on how soon the frame comes from Niner, and my BB comes from Chris King). I've been curious about real measured weights for the new RLT frame and fork, so I thought I'd post everything here as I get it weighed and built.<br />
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<a href="http://www.ninerbikes.com/RLT9">http://www.ninerbikes.com/RLT9</a><br />
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<br />Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-44512167007756973482012-07-16T14:36:00.001-07:002012-07-25T18:11:54.243-07:00That time again...So you know its that time again, when I'm "working" on writing my thesis, that I post a blog. Apparently its been over a year. I guess all that real work of collecting samples and analyzing data took me away from throwing some good time away on here.<br />
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Either way, its time to write my conclusions and defense, so of course I'm going to have to waste some time in the old blog world again.<br />
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I'll start off with a nice little choose your own adventure story. I hope you can remember those. I don't know if the stories were ever that good, but I liked the challenge of reading every possible combination of decisions so much that one of those books could keep me entertained through a solid week of SSRs (Silent Sustained Reading...duh) back in grade school.<br />
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Our story today begins a little something like this:<br />
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One day you find yourself just riding along on your single speed <a href="http://grizzlyadam.net/">off road mountain bicycle</a>. As you roll up to the mouth of the canyon in Orem you realize you can either ride up Provo canyon, or down to Provo and ride up Rock Canyon. <br />
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<i>Where do you want to ride?</i><br />
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-Up Rock Canyon. Go to page A<br />
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-Up Provo Canyon. Go to page B<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">Page A</span></b><br />
Are you serious? You are on a single speed! You spin out all the way down University Ave, looking like you belong on the short bus, pedaling 130 rpm the whole way, trying to match pace with every over-weight roadie, despite the insurmountable advantage they all have over you: a large chainring. When you finally do reach Rock Canyon you realize its kinda hard trying to mash a 34x18 up 2 miles and 3,000 ft of elevation.<br />
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Just as you summit the climb your knee caps blow off your femoral condyles with such force that they lacerate your jugular veins resulting in a bonk roughly 3 fold worse than the time Chucky rode around White Rim on 2 packs of Gu and a jolly rancher. You eventually pass out and fall to your demise somewhere just off the Squaw Peak dirt road where some <a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=zoobie">zoobies</a> find you, but can't get cell service to call their home teacher who has an off road truck in time to save you.<br />
THE END<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">Page B</span></b><br />
You stroll up Provo canyon, enjoying the delightful scenery. When you get to Timpanogos Park, you see a gate closing off the dirt road to cars. As you roll around the gate at a very modest speed of 5 mph, your front wheel suddenly catches on a mysterious object and you find yourself being flung over your handlebars in manner that resembles nothing even remotely graceful. You land on your right forearm, which you are 95% certain is fractured.<br />
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<i>How do you react?</i><br />
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-Politely apologize to the offending root that threw you off your bicycle, chuckle lightly to yourself, brush the dirt off your shorts, comment under your breath how silly those darn roots can be, and continue on your ride.<br />
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- Cry about your arm, write a blog about how you were JRA and crashed, update your facebook status that includes vital information such as the gear ratio you were using and the distance you were <i>going</i> to ride, then call your wife to come pick you up.<br />
Go to page D<br />
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-Throw your bike down in outrage (yes, you did have to pick it up again in order to throw it back down). Yell at the heavens in complete bewilderment at how you could have crashed at such a slow speed. Discover your attacker was a well hidden root, which you then spend the next 10 minutes unearthing with your bare hands while weaving a <a href="http://www.hark.com/clips/lsbgxzfqyl-tapestry-of-obscenity">tapestry of profanity</a> so thick, not even the shadow of which can even be begun to be described on any website hoping to ever claim a rating less vulgar than a Dane Cook comedy bit. When you've finally dug up the wretched monster of a creation, you fling it at the gate a seemingly infinite number of times, calling it names you wouldn't use to describe your (ex)best friend in high school that snuck off with your girlfriend at the senior ball. In a final fit of rage you throw the worthless chunk of wood on top of the nearby building, curse its existence, and feel more alive than you ever have before.<br />
Go to page HB<br />
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Page C<br />
You finish your ride, go home, finish a chapter in Little House in the Big Woods, head over to the local shelter to support your non profit charity "Baking Waffles for Widows", then hand knit some hats for kids with early onset male pattern baldness. The next day you get caught up in the rapture but you forget to bring your bicycles along. <br />
THE END<br />
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Page D<br />
Once you get home, you realize just how many people do the same thing you do, so you invent <a href="http://www.strava.com/">Strava</a>, make millions and retire so you actually lose your excuse for being "not really very fit this season because I have to work so much", go into depression and ease your pain by reading blogs about Lance, flying private jets, drinking spiked carbo rocket before noon, and riding a fixed gear until you fixie skid into the side of the Salt Lake Tracks train during the evening rush hour.<br />
THE END<br />
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Page HB<br />
You just pulled a <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4r7wHMg5Yjg">Honey Badger</a> on life. Win. As you finish your ride, you pay no attention to you arm, but make some resolutions to be even more aggressive in all your life pursuits. You pull a honey badger on school, work, marriage and soon, nobody even remembers Chuck Norris jokes. The only one they do remember, is the one about how Chuck Norris has to check his closet for YOU before going to bed at night. Life is good.<br />
THE END<br />
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<br />Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-22148245296095063272011-05-15T16:09:00.001-07:002011-05-15T16:34:29.690-07:00Stories to ShareI have a couple of stories I would like to share.<br /><br />First off, Amazon had the Wayne's World/Wayne's World 2 double feature DVD set on sale for 11 bucks this week. Add a couple bucks for shipping and that's not a bad deal. When they arrive on May 17th, I can say my life will be just one step closer to becoming complete.<br /><br />Secondly, I had a funny story to share from the bike race yesterday.<br />About 5 minutes into the first lap, we started catching a few of the expert 40+ers. The first few I managed to pass on the open double track sections of climbing. However, I managed to get stuck behind one for a bit of time on a longer single track climb. Now I am quite aware of proper passing etiquette (thanks to the more than helpful advice from Kendra), and am usually pretty chill about passing people. But these were the opening miles of the race and I was trying to get up the hill as fast as I could.<br />After a moment or two of riding behind said individual, a conversation ensued that continued something like this:<br /><br />Me: Mind if I get by when you get a chance?<br />40+ Expert dude: Are you in my category?<br />Me: No<br />40+ Expert dude: No? (apparently he didn't believe me. Which leads to the conclusion that he obviously couldn't hear me breathing so hard my left lung was detaching itself from the parietal pleura of my chest cavity, clearly indicating I was on a single speed going up the eleventeen billion percent grade hill we were climbing)<br />Me: No. I'm not in your category. But you should let me by even if I was<br />40+ Expert dude: It's an F***ing race, dude<br />Me: Exactly, so if you're going to ride slow, you should let the fast people who are racing get by<br /><br />I half expected him to kick me over when I did finally get by, but nothing more was said. That last comment on my part was definitely not necessary, but what kind of crap was that? I realize that it is a bike race, that strategy plays a part, and that you want to stay ahead of the competition. However, if you're climbing a hill and someone, even if they are in your category, is stuck behind you and has the balls to say something because they feel that they are that much faster than you that they need to get by, then have the sportsmanship to let them by if you can.<br /><br />Ok, that was more of a rant than a story.<br /><br />Feel free to come over this week to watch some Wayne's World and eat some steak.Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-85600435349638478612011-05-09T13:32:00.000-07:002011-05-09T13:54:02.523-07:00Party on PhilI've spent the last 8 years trying to figure out what I want. To be honest, I have no idea. I've come to a few conclusions as to things I would like to be a part of my life, but in all reality, I have no clue. I've been given an idea or two as to what I <a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2011/04/priesthood-power?lang=eng">SHOULD be pursuing at the moment:<br /></a>But lets be frank, who am I going to dupe into marrying me?<br />So I ride bikes.<br /><br />But I digress.<br /><br />The point of this little post was to comment on Phil. I have no idea who Phil is, what he does, or where he lives. But I do know he is magic. For you see, Phil has a world. Known simply as Phil's World. Phil somehow produced a miracle when he built Phil's world. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tQQxkTI_K6s&feature=related">Check it out here:</a><br /><br />Phil's World is a mountain bike trail in Cortez, CO. Granted it is not perfect (ask any solo rider this weekend how their bum bum is feeling and they may confess that the trail has its bumpy parts) but its about as close as you can get.<br />Its like he got into my brain, figured out EXACTLY what I wanted, and made it a reality. Its that simple. Now if I could just get Phil to work on building my life for me.Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-4259402636671527562011-04-17T11:51:00.000-07:002011-04-18T09:19:23.769-07:00Greatest Honor of My LifeI've had a lot of good things happen to me in my life. Some of them I've worked for, some of them I've just gotten lucky, and some of them I've worked really really hard for. However, the highest honor I have ever received in my life came in an unlikely form this week.<br /><br /><a href="http://ride29er.blogspot.com/2011/04/motivation.html">Check it out here:</a><br /><br />I wasn't sure how to respond. At first I was just going to make a witty comment about how the only way to beat Ted was to hire a cute girl to shmooze on him and cut his hair while he was passed out after one of his epic rides (<a href="http://www.godward.org/archives/Special%20Articles/story_of_samson.htm">yes that was a bible reference</a>), or putting ex-lax in his Carbo Rocket (which after dealing with the GI issues I've dealt with probably wouldn't even slow me down that much) or something along those lines.<br /><br />But then I realized I was whole heartedly honored by that blog post. I've never been so flattered in my life. Not even receiving the ever so prestigious <a href="http://schools.puyallup.k12.wa.us/high/rogers/index.php?p=athletics&a=Athletic%20History">Rogers High School class of 2000 "Sports Person of the Year" </a>award can compare to this. To have someone I respect and look up to go through the time and energy to put a circle with a cross through it on a picture of me as motivation is about as flattering as it gets.<br /><br />I think its finally a sign that I've made it in the cycling world. I can retire for real now.<br /><br />And so, Rick, with the rest of the season ahead of us, its on. Maybe Kenny and Dan Z. will even start showing up to dance.<br /><br />Just watch out for<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aN6rjLcpBnI"> Ted Ferguson</a> on his Sir9. You might think he's fast. But "yeah, well that's your opinion"Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-24226754162858744132011-04-11T09:28:00.000-07:002011-04-11T14:05:36.610-07:00Winter/Spring UpdateWell, its that time again. Its been a month or two, so it must be time to update the blog. Especially after getting <a href="http://holleyriding.blogspot.com/2011/03/march-madness.html">called out by The KC Holley</a> for not updating it.<br /><br />First off, the retirement thing didn't last too long. I figured that between trying to get into a PhD program and dating a girl I wouldn't have time to train or race. So I retired. Well I didn't get into any grad schools and the girl turned out to be crazy (yes, she dumped me). So here I am. Right back where I started. Right where I've been the last 3 years of my life. In school. No direction. In love with riding bikes.<br /><br />Apparently the 2 months off the bike didn't hurt too much. I came off last winter with well over 200 hours of base mileage ride time, but don't feel a whole lot slower this spring with a whopping total of 85 miles over the entire month of January. We'll see how this plays out once the later season endurance races start. I had relented to the fact that I would more than likely only be able to ride the Breck 68 this year, foregoing the more manly and much more expensive Breck 100 option. However, after becoming single and not getting into grad school this time around I found some extra time. And thanks to TurboTax for optimizing my return, I found some extra cash.<br /><br />So back in the saddle it is.<br /><br />I've been digging on the single speed lately. Mostly because my geared bike started crapping out on me, and I didn't feel like dishing out the monster cash to replace all my XX parts. So I went back to my roots and started riding the SIR9. Not a bad bike. Not bad at all. Granted even with a rigid fork it weighs as much as my front suspensioned Air9...but hey, weight isn't everything. And the best part is that single speed races are only an hour long. So nothing really even matters anyway. I mean if B. Tolbert can ride a full suspension single speed anything goes, right?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9qaXUfB4yGRcuM8mfYTBe-K96BA0QjPSGWVKVgL3nyHCl9_38xKSZ0Od6Jbo_HMFZE7QhWZq-K599pWMDImIoI84FyhesK3ehSvIHOsowqi7gF6uqGtF-pi763jfLzbhblkBNLqB7Sv7s/s1600/briansbike.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9qaXUfB4yGRcuM8mfYTBe-K96BA0QjPSGWVKVgL3nyHCl9_38xKSZ0Od6Jbo_HMFZE7QhWZq-K599pWMDImIoI84FyhesK3ehSvIHOsowqi7gF6uqGtF-pi763jfLzbhblkBNLqB7Sv7s/s400/briansbike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594368625578489442" border="0" /></a><br />Well, back to "working on the thesis". I'll post some race updates soon enough.Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-88133559371857396012010-12-06T21:30:00.000-08:002010-12-07T14:34:07.291-08:00Cactus, Sand, Pump Tracks and RetirementYou can tell I am attempting to work on my thesis again, because I am posting blogs instead of actually working on it.<br /><br />Either way, we went down to Phoenix this weekend. I know, great way to show how committed I am to finishing school, taking off every weekend to go ride somewhere warm. It was St. George last week and now Phoenix.<br /><br />The weather was perfect. I rode in shorts and a jersey Friday and Saturday. 70 degrees in December isn't too bad. I think I may have to look into finding a job down there if I ever finish school. If.<br /><br />We did the Dawn to Dusk race. Killer Hiller, Captain Nails, and I did a 3 maned 4 man team. We had a really good time and I think I can speak for us all by saying it felt good to blow the pipes out and do a little racing around some cacti.<br /><br />The sandy course made for some fun cornering. It was never as bad as the 24 hours of moab course as there was always a good line through the hard pack, but you could get a little squirrelly on the corners if you wanted.<br /><br />After the race Kyle took me over to the pump track. I think pump tracks are a lot more fun not after 4 hours of cross country racing. But that's just my own humble opinion.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOEG9aed9D7dOfgyZbh3YcyjL4KkD5-_zVDify86rYNTG2Dpsfaa9gH9CO0n4mBFGjO7MJb77Xolxipxqee_SM-ZCHqlyC45BIalM6X-39daJAwzac2UEiRY-ythfMgrN_gsJsN9TVOnpm/s1600/163053_808206231249_17828751_41960908_7933388_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOEG9aed9D7dOfgyZbh3YcyjL4KkD5-_zVDify86rYNTG2Dpsfaa9gH9CO0n4mBFGjO7MJb77Xolxipxqee_SM-ZCHqlyC45BIalM6X-39daJAwzac2UEiRY-ythfMgrN_gsJsN9TVOnpm/s400/163053_808206231249_17828751_41960908_7933388_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548071868219049266" border="0" /></a>Mark and me at the transition<br /><br /><br /></div>Oh, and I retired this weekend. I no longer race bikes. My name will just be Dan for a while. Like all high profile athletes, I will one day come out of retirement, and maybe even be better when I do. But for now, I have decided that I am unable to fully focus my attention on more that one thing at a time.<br /><br />And unfortunately for my dream of one day being the fastest Wednesday Night Worlds Racer in Utah county....that one thing won't be racing bikes for a while.<br /><br />I really have to finish this stupid thesis. I mean yeah, a lot of guys do go to college for 8 years....but they end up being doctors or something.<br /><br />Maybe I'll take up yoga....Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-24160014022137892132010-11-16T15:35:00.000-08:002010-11-16T15:54:39.510-08:00Where'd (insert season here) Go?Where'd the summer go?<br /><br />I guess I ask myself that every winter. It seems like last winter just barely got over, the trails are just barely opening up, the days are finally getting longer, and there is nothing to do but shred dirty mountain bike trails all day long, just in time to stare at the snowline, plummeting down the Wasatch all over again.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLqVaX0u-FE50-VCHH5-rIfVgsotRsbjAwIWW6lnaDC6ylq5U0_qUIkWCqkJ9P_02HuDkmrE20kzVN3XP-vJQlbuaTR-0iHMiT7lzZsXprmDinW1RxkMEOchc4yRKbIJbOLELoibuJeNAK/s1600/photo.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLqVaX0u-FE50-VCHH5-rIfVgsotRsbjAwIWW6lnaDC6ylq5U0_qUIkWCqkJ9P_02HuDkmrE20kzVN3XP-vJQlbuaTR-0iHMiT7lzZsXprmDinW1RxkMEOchc4yRKbIJbOLELoibuJeNAK/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540299997296875506" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I guess this must be some kind of life theme. It seems like every stage of life has barely started by the time its over and time to move on to the next. I can remember the day I thought "where'd high school go?", then "where'd my mission trip for my church go?" and even "where'd my hellish summer job of installing fiberglass insulation go?"<br /><br />For everything there is a season.<br /><br />And I guess the best way to live life is to milk every season for all its worth. Which is why I've been stuck in limbo the last 4 years. I've been milking every last drop I can out of grad school.<br /><br />However, I think the time has finally come to move on. To enter a new season. Whether it is a better or worse season matters little, only that it will be the new season, and one to enjoy in its own way.<br /><br />I just hope it involves me having my own garage. No 28 year old man should be without his own garage. Its killing me.Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-54076599873028017702010-11-15T20:33:00.001-08:002010-11-16T15:32:24.351-08:00Frog Hollow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidzOWryo3QFEFy5SODKBRgWjSuBpRFRPVA1kNbEGCaMFciKzS0y1TxJH5kx4-SKbvXvc2UxyDHdc4yWskp_R4BRZY8auRTExv30-9ZEtyvQkKeeQExO5Ins_5IK-kuEKjvoh3CIg5RuP2z/s1600/froghollow.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidzOWryo3QFEFy5SODKBRgWjSuBpRFRPVA1kNbEGCaMFciKzS0y1TxJH5kx4-SKbvXvc2UxyDHdc4yWskp_R4BRZY8auRTExv30-9ZEtyvQkKeeQExO5Ins_5IK-kuEKjvoh3CIg5RuP2z/s400/froghollow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540001189765903874" border="0" /></a>Raced Frog Hollow last week. That was a total blast. Definitely one of the more enjoyable times I've had racing bikes. Granted my throat swelled up, my legs felt like they wanted to disown me, and my bum bum caught fire, but those aren't the things I remember.<br /><br />What I remember most was hanging out with some of the people that mean the most to me in this world. Captain Nails, Papa Jo, Big Air Lar', you guys made this one of the best weekends I've ever had. And a special thanks to Shae and Lisa, for making us tasty food. And more especially for putting up with Apuro's GI tract on Little Debbie Snacky Cakes.<br /><br /><br /><br />(Oh, and a special note to <a href="http://holleyriding.blogspot.com/">KC</a>: Nice work. Maybe I was just jealous that I didn't beat the next place team by 10 laps...)Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-16242280948644380802010-09-11T19:11:00.000-07:002010-09-11T19:21:25.685-07:00Heck Track<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzZnkOy0u10qsOOklsIZZH0K3FARf12A8n8U10ectrpU6EdB_HqS9JfKE0Ac0EbqjGl6LWvVq_lrAQknX0Bmg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-12062108550538049332010-09-11T15:44:00.001-07:002010-09-11T15:47:46.184-07:00SS State Championships<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9IkL66sGZCpJrEFvq5nGKa7CQfuANUHCPg-KDPy1tbWdGU426r1zg_TkqXLxYv4RdFOiug-8kqlHTQfPEEn_gSjb3USr7HX9JvGxdS8UlkdKd_qiNCEXu6ANPUN3QxEg26HsdOdWdlMA6/s1600/DSCN0648.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9IkL66sGZCpJrEFvq5nGKa7CQfuANUHCPg-KDPy1tbWdGU426r1zg_TkqXLxYv4RdFOiug-8kqlHTQfPEEn_gSjb3USr7HX9JvGxdS8UlkdKd_qiNCEXu6ANPUN3QxEg26HsdOdWdlMA6/s400/DSCN0648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515790736886868594" border="0" /></a><br />SS race went well this morning. I don't know where all the SSers in Utah county were (our plan to get Kenny to show up late worked perfectly) but we had 12 guys show up. Good day of shreddin some sick trail.<br /><br />I just got the SS built up this week. Still getting used to the thinner Formula brake levers. They feel like they're going to break if I pull too hard. And my eccentric bottom bracket slipped a bit during the race, leaving my chain quite loose. But I got over it.Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-15066279004996489592010-06-28T15:33:00.000-07:002010-06-28T17:55:50.287-07:00New Favorite Trail<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxlZl0XbgjGPZBsFu-an0JEX7IyDEoDcgSBpr4M-JdOPehYbMDwVFVu82obqAaJYR2JWbqWU96djFVsX9LOSA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-633327431712027032010-05-17T20:25:00.001-07:002010-05-17T20:28:11.218-07:00TT timeThe season has officially started. It is now time to throw down what you got, and make sure everybody knows how hard core you are. Check out the local TT blogs.<br /><br />For the dirty mountain bikers:<br /><a href="http://drylooptt.blogspot.com/2009/11/dry-loop-time-trial.html">Dry Canyon Loop<br />http://drylooptt.blogspot.com/2009/11/dry-loop-time-trial.html</a><br /><br />Or for the refined roadies:<br /><a href="http://squawpeak-tt.blogspot.com/">Squaw Peak Hill Climb<br />http://squawpeak-tt.blogspot.com/</a>Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-77793500382716220502010-04-26T08:38:00.000-07:002010-05-16T10:38:18.021-07:00Magical Trails<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7lSDhVIk6SlvHWB21LIu6z_jrug9RjoLebY9rBAGoO3cglk3Lamu_f31osZcsumLL3Xvr_LBDox3oo8SbpUeryvg3Ya0m82gxgYnlyI1Uxqy0j731uS7orATaF-418RdVRId0Qlwtvkz-/s1600/keebler_2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7lSDhVIk6SlvHWB21LIu6z_jrug9RjoLebY9rBAGoO3cglk3Lamu_f31osZcsumLL3Xvr_LBDox3oo8SbpUeryvg3Ya0m82gxgYnlyI1Uxqy0j731uS7orATaF-418RdVRId0Qlwtvkz-/s400/keebler_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464478348995577906" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />So this weekend I was out riding my bike. (I know, imagine that)<br />As I rode I discovered these sweet new switch backs above the Bonneville Shoreline trail north of Dry Canyon. They were quite fun. As I rode I noticed something rather odd:<br /><br />Alongside the trail there were several magical elves with tiny hoes, shovels, and picks working on the trail!<br /><br />I'll admit, I was a little weirded out at first. I mean when's the last time anybody even saw a real live elf, other than on the package of those sweet little EL Fudge Keebler Elf cookies? (And those are merely an artist's depiction of how they might look)<br /><br />So yeah, it was weird. After a while I even noticed they were repairing the trail behind me, filling in skid marks and brake ruts left behind by my careless riding style. I was absolutely amazed. When I finished the little loop I decided to find out a little more.<br /><br />Fortunately, for my arts and letters credit at the Brigham Young Institute of College Education and Higher Learning and Center For Kids Who Can't Read Good And Wanna Learn To Do Other Stuff Good Too I took an Elf language class.<br /><br />(Elves don't speak English. So if you wanted to, I don't know, prosecute one for illegally building trails, you'd need to find a certified translator. And most of them are Obama supporting democrats.)<br /><br />So I asked one what they were doing. He said "Building sweet trails so everybody can come enjoy this beautiful scenery while getting healthy exercise"<br /><br />I was amazed at his answer. He continued, "Rising obesity is costing our country $344 Billion a year in health care related costs. If everyone in Utah county would just ride our trails once a day, they would burn 500 calories. They would lose a pound of fat a week, 50 in a year!"<br /><br />I was dumbfounded. I then asked if they had a building permit to be digging up the grass, tearing down all the weeds and brush, and basically destroying an entire ecosystem of life. He said that no, they did not, but that some poor guy named Benny was getting all the wrap from the feds for building the trails.<br /><br />I got mad and squashed him with my foot. His magical little hat and tiny little hoe are still stuck between the cleats on my Sidis. Little boogers.Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-76673132212194734632010-04-19T13:12:00.001-07:002010-04-19T13:47:05.584-07:00Sandbagger in Sea Otter<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qRHIeblmIws&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qRHIeblmIws&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>
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<![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;">I<span style=""> </span>saw a sandbagger with a blue niner in his hand</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">Walking through the streets of Montery</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">He was looking for a place on the podium, gonna score some sweet swag and a medal</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">Aahoo, sandbagger in Cali</p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">
<br /></p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">So I wrote my own verse to Werewolves of London. Maybe more to come. Depends on how much of a distraction I need from doing actual productive work later.</p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">
<br /></p><span style="font-family:arial;">Basically my new middle name is Sandbagger. In case you wanted to know</span>
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<br />AND I totally got some sweet kiss on the cheek action from the podium girl....talk about an awesome weekend
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<br />Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-44541657113645498942010-04-12T10:23:00.000-07:002010-04-12T10:27:03.010-07:00Finals WeekOh, sorry, I would write about how rough finals week is going to be, but I don't have any.<br />Maybe I can take up some <a href="http://www.earthbox.com/index.php">box gardening....</a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuyxovRxGLO1TN-EEQRODjcW1bI6sEXSAa5mMZNKNMCQ9otoiCHx3H1Ap6PNf_FqQuK01Zx1rjTvPnZaScpCGY34JwXjMCg8QHmHEFFjm_p01ztqgUKA14IOW42c2nM8S261jMj3ksPK1U/s1600/grow-box-2-final-w-shadow.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuyxovRxGLO1TN-EEQRODjcW1bI6sEXSAa5mMZNKNMCQ9otoiCHx3H1Ap6PNf_FqQuK01Zx1rjTvPnZaScpCGY34JwXjMCg8QHmHEFFjm_p01ztqgUKA14IOW42c2nM8S261jMj3ksPK1U/s400/grow-box-2-final-w-shadow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459303775090427650" border="0" /></a>Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-33939116116025177052010-03-26T17:45:00.000-07:002010-03-26T18:36:47.785-07:00The Fates take a poop on Fast DanI am not a huge believer in fate. I like to believe that we shape our own destinies. (Or "densities" as George McFly would have us believe) However, I am thoroughly convinced that the 3 old ladies from Greek mythology that sit around and decide our fate had it in for me today.<br /><br />First off, its March. The first day of spring has already happened. There have been days where the temperature only drops below 50 around midnight. So when I got up this morning and saw the temperature wasn't supposed to get above 40, I was a little dismayed. But only a little.<br /><br />As I dressed up to ride I put on long tights and a jacket, thinking they'd be coming off as I climbed. The truth is I couldn't even feel my toes, hands, nose, or brain until the first climb. Fates 1, Fast Dan 0.<br /><br />As I got to the Shoreline trail the sun started to come out. Started. But never really finished coming out. Totally psyched me out. Fates 2. Fast Dan 0.<br /><br />As I got down to Springville and headed up the climb along Slide Canyon, the sun finally decided to come all the way out. And get warm. Very warm. Perfect for a long steep climb. By the time I got the top I was drenched with sweat. As I started down the descent the sun conveniently snuck back behind a cloud, resulting in a 50 degree drop in temperature, sucking all the fun out of the descent. Fates 3, Fast Dan 0.<br /><br />About half way down the canyon I started feeling some stiff bumps in the rear. Sure enough the rear tire had gone flat. Not just a goat head or nail, but a nice tear in the sidewall. Of course it was too big and too much on the side for the Stan's to seal it up. So I pulled my spare tube out, patched up the torn sidewall and inflated the new tube. Sure enough, my spare tube had a huge hole in it. Total deucer for the fates; putting the running total at Fates 5, Fast Dan 0.<br /><br />As I started walking down the canyon, my hands were too cold to even operate my phone. So I walked. And walked. Much like the Utah pioneers of old, except I did NOT sing as I walked and walked and walked. Just rocked out a little to Motley Crue. The pioneers would have definitely appreciated a little light rock. Fates 6, Fast Dan 0<br /><br />After warming up a bit, Mark Johansen (I figure if he's gonna be a good enough friend to pick me up in the middle of the day I might as well spell his name right) answered my phone call and came to pick me up. He took me to the shop so I could fix my tire.<br /><br />After fixing the tire I decided to try Provo canyon trails. As I got to the race course it looked like the sun was about to come out again. Psyche. After promptly hiding behind some dark mean looking clouds it began to snow. Then hail. Then snow. Then big hail. Then bigger snow. I just kept riding. I came to the conclusion that the Fates were now in full force, attempting to take the Fast out of Fast Dan, and I couldn't let that happen. So I kept on riding. Faster than ever. However the score continued to favor my opponents, Fates 7, Fast Dan 0.<br /><br />The turning point finally came at about 4:00, as I rounded the top of Upper Frank and saw the altar. I hadn't seen it since early December. Three months was a long time. I got a little choked up. I had almost cried the day the big snow happened that sealed off the upper trails for an entire winter. It was like saying goodbye to a friend. And now he was back. The same tears that tickled my corneas 3 months ago were right there to welcome it all back. It was like NBA Jam, Tournament Edition, where you had those rad "Hot Spots" where shots were worth like 9 points. Basically seeing the view of Utah county from the altar was like being on fire and slam dunking from a half-court hot spot. Fates 7, Fast Dan 9. Take that old ladies. Bombing down Betty made the entire day worth it. Life is good.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgQ-FpwQdQrA7mEVpGUcEQ6zDIpzJBzd33ffimyQ-uYfE3aQC2xEq9vRJU2i-tuKWa6kVE9h_sQuAcyojTiO8HLQ6YaWA24FaVCTRVIS7wg31UAZ62Rarf-1jPqUXdSKCVDOut_7ufDDG1/s1600/altar.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgQ-FpwQdQrA7mEVpGUcEQ6zDIpzJBzd33ffimyQ-uYfE3aQC2xEq9vRJU2i-tuKWa6kVE9h_sQuAcyojTiO8HLQ6YaWA24FaVCTRVIS7wg31UAZ62Rarf-1jPqUXdSKCVDOut_7ufDDG1/s400/altar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453120069916797202" border="0" /></a>Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-39261193001783587032010-03-24T11:03:00.000-07:002010-03-24T11:04:35.413-07:00Just a picture<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiva0Wpxvc51x60-DUcK6iN32yzSNE5b_0m-TtotDoK1EEJaKw7Ae_3LnlocjsMEDMtDprceosZplemiXYLwkc1J4g3ecFq6w3ztoRPn5fDM2DERbExTCFGuZVnEdmzRVrWzSnkds-VGyqc/s1600/rampage2010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiva0Wpxvc51x60-DUcK6iN32yzSNE5b_0m-TtotDoK1EEJaKw7Ae_3LnlocjsMEDMtDprceosZplemiXYLwkc1J4g3ecFq6w3ztoRPn5fDM2DERbExTCFGuZVnEdmzRVrWzSnkds-VGyqc/s400/rampage2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452262851820167714" border="0" /></a><br />I stole this from Miles. I like it.Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-87080185819704826302010-03-08T08:04:00.000-08:002010-03-09T06:25:36.836-08:00"Somebody has a case of the Mondays"<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic;">-Note: The first person to name what movie that line is from, they *win a free (slightly used) Racer's Cycle Service water bottle and a mountain bike ride with me: The Phast Dan</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-* I'm attempting to boost my number of readers and overall popularity by giving out free stuff. I hear it works well</span><br /></div><br />So its Monday.<br /><br />I normally don't have to be to work until 1:00 pm. So I normally don't even get out of bed until around noon. I know, rough life, huh? However, today (not so normally) I decided to be productive.<br /><br />I got up at 7, showered, watched my roommates eat breakfast (I've decided that I'm not going to eat until April. I'm kind of giving up food for <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lent">Lent</a>. After watching <a href="http://www.ulrichfluhme.com/skeletor.jpg">5'10", 120lb cyclists</a> blow by me this weekend, I've decided that at 165lbs, I'm about 65lbs overweight. Chicks dig skinny guys, right? Maybe I'll start a new blog where I take pictures every day, showing how many ribs stick out of my chest in order to shame myself into getting down to my goal weight: 21lbs. ((yes, that is correct, I want to weigh less than my bike)))<br /><br />So yeah, I finally managed to get to my office, start thinking about being productive (who really wants to outline the diagnostical differences between simple <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Delayed_onset_muscle_soreness">D.O.M.S.</a> and full blown <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rhabdomyolysis">rhabdomyolysis</a> anyway???) but all I could think about was mountain biking.<br /><br />And well, since I'm supposed to be here in my office, and not off rolling around in the dirt, I just thought I'd write about mountain biking, since I told myself I'm not allowed to go until at least 10 o'clock this morning.... (only 37 more minutes to kill)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirUP8FewMt4aUwBt2BJQ1diBjRum4RGtbWGblk-U-L9CLkKF__HiZoJd7gRDu6D7YhVUYzMYSwS5LVhuffIJ3vXFy5IuJ3Lc8e30VUv1dS0dmpihvmHANRCvy2cpTMoV91z4uz-R7FrSs5/s1600-h/stgeorge2010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirUP8FewMt4aUwBt2BJQ1diBjRum4RGtbWGblk-U-L9CLkKF__HiZoJd7gRDu6D7YhVUYzMYSwS5LVhuffIJ3vXFy5IuJ3Lc8e30VUv1dS0dmpihvmHANRCvy2cpTMoV91z4uz-R7FrSs5/s320/stgeorge2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446300308662360258" border="0" /></a>Here is a picture of me this weekend. The weather was perfect, the trail was great, and we all got to go race some bicycles, "yeah, baby"<br /><br />OK, I can't wait anymore...I'm out of here. Its sunny outside.Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-38577449374210390762010-03-04T21:08:00.001-08:002010-03-04T21:15:26.326-08:00Sweet Pictures<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSujb96OuQEglaF3ueatM9Z7dDGV6ns_VRkW7XgoS8QQWlVoPDCCyHi_wQ05QCBHsyE7kur51Qs5wVctl8AWGp5xc1rZ52koHsmPoFT0yQnqleH2zOB2OlbV3aRysDT8bUp3Ge3-zX2dvR/s1600-h/niner2big.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSujb96OuQEglaF3ueatM9Z7dDGV6ns_VRkW7XgoS8QQWlVoPDCCyHi_wQ05QCBHsyE7kur51Qs5wVctl8AWGp5xc1rZ52koHsmPoFT0yQnqleH2zOB2OlbV3aRysDT8bUp3Ge3-zX2dvR/s320/niner2big.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445014017818048434" border="0" /></a><br />So I've never been into photography. Which isn't to say I don't appreciate some good picture taking skills. My brother married a photographer, and one of my best friend's dad teaches photography...needless to say, I've been "exposed" to some good art (sorry, couldn't resist the pun)<br /><br />So, to spare you from pictures taken with my phone, take a look at some well snapped photos Kyle took of the new bikes.<br /><br /><a href="http://cowboycramer.blogspot.com/2010/03/preparations.html">Look Here for pictures</a><br /><br />Thanks, KyleDanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-8195101143090524092010-03-03T21:43:00.000-08:002010-03-04T09:16:36.876-08:00Night Train (never get enough)<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzT3UW6DCdhRgFvwJdWNSPZ2_srAd84hdd4kIOJnHdnym5ZqkL0wX4CEyCYmUeFiKTmh9lHdg_BSQ4OfRohhQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />While the rest of you are tucking your kids into bed or voting on the next American Idol, I'm out chasing my own dreams...one night train at a time.Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730133781633281347.post-85062297490723803602010-02-22T21:43:00.000-08:002010-02-22T22:17:24.958-08:00She's finally starting to come togetherWell, its been a month. Time to post something new. I guess the only time I find something worth posting is after a race or when I get some new bike part, or when I come to some life altering conclusion while out riding.<br /><br />I raced the first week in February...Frozen Hog. Totally sucked. The only reason I didn't quit the thing after running the first mile was cause we needed the points to keep the trophy at Racer's. However, the best comment of the whole race was made by some individual in the first quarter mile or so:<br /><br />ME: This sucks. Running sucks.<br /><br />INTELLIGENT INDIVIDUAL: Yeah, I really don't mind getting my butt kicked in a lousy running race<br /><br />ME: Good point. Running in the snow is so fun though. Especially in stiff soled bike shoes while carrying a bike<br /><br />INTELLIGENT INDIVIDUAL: Huh?<br /><br />ME: Oh, wait. Running in slush, slamming my shins on my cranks, and ramming my baby makers into my stem really does suck. What was I thinking????<br /><br />So yeah, not a whole lot to report on the Frozen Hog. Greggy won the overall, Kenny was right on his heels winning the masters division, and Noah pulled a 1st in the children's division. Me, well, I finished. Either way we did good enough to keep the trophy for another year.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDGuJEXWEG0wxeZCAZgGGrJ5xWVhTv5hbuafZx8lbWvKxi7D2ZyUnDQpxHJhtHWSBateitahpx7Rn7b5-fmhuSMRphbzu_DuwOiUgjYsQiQIt6t0L7DNUuu2Mdq5l76SUtKXShzwdiRcfc/s1600-h/21874_104598972894851_100000342473743_119678_3805544_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDGuJEXWEG0wxeZCAZgGGrJ5xWVhTv5hbuafZx8lbWvKxi7D2ZyUnDQpxHJhtHWSBateitahpx7Rn7b5-fmhuSMRphbzu_DuwOiUgjYsQiQIt6t0L7DNUuu2Mdq5l76SUtKXShzwdiRcfc/s320/21874_104598972894851_100000342473743_119678_3805544_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441314029145272594" border="0" /></a>Now, as for new parts...well, check this out:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVztRcsDYlhpkKFDhnhUVtrcthyfGuxG6L6jfUGTTvm9T1ZcZtHmA0EnPJz32QKRzO4aTChO-SWothV4Lgs3pBn__Jf6Y2UO5UsBqUA9J4iBvJSPCz5cXtvSznJbl28YPo5e5OtyrgJK6_/s1600-h/photo(2).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVztRcsDYlhpkKFDhnhUVtrcthyfGuxG6L6jfUGTTvm9T1ZcZtHmA0EnPJz32QKRzO4aTChO-SWothV4Lgs3pBn__Jf6Y2UO5UsBqUA9J4iBvJSPCz5cXtvSznJbl28YPo5e5OtyrgJK6_/s320/photo(2).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441315287214904978" border="0" /></a>Yup, I finally got a frame to go with my seat collar. Looks good. (and yes, this photo was taken on the kitchen table)<br />Instead of ordering all the parts one by one like I intended, I ended up just ordering everything at once. Patience never was a virtue I managed to possess for very long.<br /><br />So yeah, some sick crank, shifters, and derailleurs should be coming tomorrow...feels a little like Christmas....<br /><br />And now for my life altering life experience....<br />um....well....<br />I'm sure something will come up later...<br /><br />Other than that I have a shameless plug for <a href="http://www.versiontracker.com/dyn/moreinfo/macosx/31886">Ascent</a>, a sweet Garmin ride tracking software.<br />For anybody out there who uses a Garmin and wants a good way to monitor/track their riding buy the Ascent software. Its the best 40 bucks you can spend.<br />I heard about it from Miles, and it is just incredible. Super easy to view all your data from each ride.<br />I had some issues when I first downloaded it, but the customer support was ABSOLUTELY AMAZING. The guy emailed me back quite quickly and we got it all figured out. Very patient with me despite my block headedness.<br /><br />So yeah, check it out <a href="http://www.versiontracker.com/dyn/moreinfo/macosx/31886">here</a>:<br /><a href="http://www.versiontracker.com/dyn/moreinfo/macosx/31886">http://www.versiontracker.com/dyn/moreinfo/macosx/31886</a>Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05669435459163032429noreply@blogger.com3