Monday, May 31, 2010
With its magnificent monuments and rolling green sea of headstones, Arlington National Cemetery is one of the most awe-inspiring landmarks in the United States. Annually, tens of thousands of visitors tour the grounds viewing the resting places of the famous, and not so famous, American veterans. On this particular Friday afternoon in March though, there would be no tour buses. Today...Lt. Bruce would be buried a hero.
Lt. Bruce, along with two hundred and forty seven other members of the 101st Airborne Division of the United States Army, died in a plane crash in Gander, Newfoundland. They were on their way home from a peace-keeping mission in the Middle East. There were no survivors. Lt. Bruce's body was the last to be identified, and today, the last to be buried.
The Honor Guard, in their dress blues, marched with such synchronization it was as if they were marching as one. Behind them, two impeccable white stallions drew the cart containing the flag-draped coffin of Lt. Bruce. The procession of family and friends followed closely behind as stone-faced soldiers led the way down the winding road toward their final destination. If there was ever beauty in death, it was evident on this day.
When the procession reached the grave-site, the coffin was removed from the cart and placed on a stand next to the family. What followed was a touching and powerful eulogy. The flag on the coffin was then folded with razor-sharp precision on the cadence of the officer in charge. In its customary triangular shape, the flag was respectfully given to the mother of Lt. Bruce and the service closed with the traditional, yet moving, twenty-one-gun salute.
A teary-eyed friend in attendance who had known Lt. Bruce for nearly twenty years silently wished he could speak to him just one more time...But then, that was impossible.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
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Thursday, May 20, 2010
Monday, May 17, 2010
I'm already looking forward to next week when I won't have a fever, fluid in my lungs, clogged sinuses, and a borderline migraine headache.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
He has soared on the wings of a demon.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
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Friday, May 7, 2010
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Which leads me back to yesterday and the aforementioned weather situation. Since I thought I wouldn't be Hammerfesting today, Mongo "kitted up" and headed to the Silver Comet Trail looking for some action as well as some solid miles. My intention was to put in 40-50 miles at a 135-145 bpm average heart rate.
About twenty miles in I was bemoaning the fact that no one had challenged me thus far, but since it was extremely windy and I was heading straight into the teeth of it, I was happy with the work out I was getting...then Mongo got passed!
And it was a Cervelo P3 TT "douchemobile"...and he was going fast. Normally, this kind of showdown is right in Mongo's wheelhouse, but when I saw what he was wearing I knew that I was in trouble. It was one of those tank-top, short-short, unitards that are only worn by extremely good triathletes... and homos. This dude was serious and moving along.
Mongo won't draft TT guys. It's not part of their sport and I don't want to give them the satisfaction of telling me so. If I'm going to beat them, it'll be straight up. This time I lost out to physics and possibly a stronger rider.
As we headed into the wind, his speed increased and his TT position never faltered. When I finally dropped off after a few miles, we we going 25 mph uphill into a 20 mph headwind. My body finally shut down. I was beaten fair and square...and it sucked!
On the way home I was forced to take out my aggression on an unsuspecting Quintana Roo. When I hit traffic and slowed down he made the big mistake of trying to pass me. I drafted him mercilessly for a few miles as he tried to increase his speed and drop me, then I came around him and put the hammer down to 28 mph. He had no answer.
Which brings me back to tonight. Mongo left it all out there yesterday...so I'm not expecting much this evening. We'll see!?