Monday, September 28, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
I do want to talk about the Vuelta specifically though. Mongo compares it to the Australian Open in tennis, and the PGA Championship in golf. Though they are all major championships in their respective sports, they are the least contested, and coveted, titles.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
Today's ride was intended to be a forty mile, medium paced, recovery ride. Yesterday, Mongo put in big miles and effort, so I just wanted to keep the pistons loose before I layed off the bike for the next couple of days.
Below is an artist's rendering of Mongo approaching the rollerblader.
Of course, I looked back to see if I had caused any carnage...and when I saw none, I finished my ride. As I rolled through the parking lot, I saw an old(literally) cycling buddy who also happens to be the father of one of my neighbors...so I stopped to talk to him. About three minutes into the conversation, out of the corner of my eye, I see Mr/Ms Rollerblader rollin' up on me and my friend.
Let's just say that there was a heated verbal exchange...the likes and words of which my seventy plus year old friend has probably never heard. To Mongo's credit, the crowd that steadily grew around us did seem to think that my profanity-laced diatribe was much funnier and wittier than the other guy's.
It all ended with a simple "Fuck you" and "Asshole"... and then the crowd dispersed and Mongo went home. I'm sure there's a lesson to be learned in there somewhere.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Mongo passed a couple of guys today who were wearing full Discovery Channel kits and, of course, riding Treks. It got me thinking...these guys weren't being ironic, they probably got the kits and bikes when Mellow Johnny was on Discovery...thinking that it was really cool to wear and ride what the pros ride. Well...it's not!!!
If there is one rule in road cycling that everyone knows it's..."Don't wear a pro kit... ever!" Unless...1. You are a pro. (or) 2. You want to look like a complete idiot.
There is a fuzzy gray area where exceptions can take place. One can wear a jersey, not a full kit, of a vintage team or rider if, and only if, that team no longer exists or the rider is at least three teams removed from said jersey.