Pimpin Ain't Eazy

Breaking Wind

I got this email from a co-worker I will keep nameless:


Hey Andy, while farting can be a joke, and I think everyone that signed the petition kinda did it as a joke, I have to agree with %^$#, being proud of stinking up the whole office is inappropriate. I have GAS-X tablets if you need them.


I am at a crossroad. While part of me (maybe 25%) thinks I should take this to heart and try to act a little more "appropiate" at work. The other 75% thinks this is freaking hilarious and impressive!!! I mean come on I didn't mean to stink the office up, it was an accident. What would be the appropiate thing to do... turn red and act embarassed? Hahaha. I rule. Someone suggested I walk in the back room to break wind next time.

Reimer's Ranch

You know... this blog was way cooler when it was about my work, not my hobby. Well I suppose at the time work was my hobby. Anywho, last weekend I headed out to West Austin to get me some my MTB racing on. The trail was at Reimer's Ranch which is probably better known for its rock climbing. I headed out Saturday for a pre-ride since it was a techinical course and then headed back down to San Marcos to crash for the night. San Marcos is the bomb, its even better when you dont have to goto school! Word. Had dinner on the square at a local gem and then headed to buddies house for a good ole college party, well a graduate student party but whatever. Good times all around.

Sunday I headed back to the ranch for the race. All the usual suspects were around and its always good seeing everyone. I had a good start but kinda backed it off right before the singletrack for a some reason I don't know. I usually don't like these trails as much b/c my technical skillz have been lacking but for once I really rode well/confident on that type of course, and almost cleared everything tricky. I've realized my engine has left my bike handling skillz behind so I have been trying to ride the dirt much more which I think might be paying off a little. Anyways, long story short I had a pretty solid race and finished 3rd and got a cool trophy and some Ca$H! The course was awesome to say the least.

I watched Juno tonight and really liked it. The main character girl, Juno, reminds me of a girl I dated in college, Meghann... to a tee, crazy. Well minus the whole baby in the womb thing.

I swear this little drop/downhill is much sketchier than it looks... really, no really.

Weddings

Taylor and Kevin's wedding was this last weekend. It was a blast and we went out pretty hard as usual. I was a little dissapointed with the DJ. EVERY wedding needs to have the mandatory train dance around the reception, but it was no go at this one. It's cool, I let it all hang out on the YMCA dance.

Old People

So yesterday after work I rode to the back of the Woodlands to do the weekly "Hammerfest" ride. If you live around here then you know the riding pretty much sucks. We are forced to ride out to a neighborhood that has 1-2 mile loop and do about 7 laps out there. However, we love it and will do what it takes. It's hard enough being a cyclist around these parts, too many hillbillies and fat women who have their head so for up there own #$%^ (or maybe not enough mental capacity) they can't yield to a cyclist for 10 seconds, possibly saving a life. I won't go on certain routes around here if I am not on the rode by 8 or 9 in the morning, becuase I am SCARED of other peoples stupidity and/or laziness, granted accidents do and will happen. I know some bikers ride like idiots causing drivers to get frustated making the rest of us look just as bad. Righteous rant over.



And now to my blog worthy story....



On about the 5th lap yesterday we cruise around a corner to find some old guy blocking the road with his F150. This guy was out of his mind, which I found to be almost entertaining. He had a huge beer belly and was sporting this old school LSU hat. I didn't think to take a picture with my camera phone which I am totally regretting now. There were about 20 of us and a few guys were trying to be cordial with the guy asking what we were doing wrong trying to reason with him. The only reason he could come up with was, "Cuz ya'll are pissin me off!" Then he would walk up to someone random and say "You want a piece of me!". It was awesome, the guy was 70 yrs old. Yeah, not having it. We spend 1 hour a week out there on a public road and the guy lost his mind. I pretty much was laughing the entire time and took off pretty quick with a few people b/c I wanted to ride my bike more. Supposedly, he tried fighting a couple of guys but kept falling on the ground. I don't know, maybe I should of stuck around. I feel bad for the guy's family having to put with him, he was out of control! The worst part is the Woodlands Cycling Club is probably going to have to move this route elsewhere, b/c you can't win with a guy like that and he may even do something crazy next time. The cops won't respond unless there is an accident and who wants to push it that far, not worth it. I just want to hear the guy trying to explain he problem to his buddies. Maybe somethng like this..

"Earl, mun you shood a seen them people last nuight riding around my neighborhood in tights and skinny bicycles! Shoot man I unt having nun of that. I parked my pickup truck in the road and gave em a piece of my mind!"

Keep Waco Wacko

Drove to Waco this weekend to race the 3rd installment of the Spring MTB racing series. Eric lives in Waco so it worked out pretty nicely. Got to do little pre-riding, bowling, eating, and hanging out Waco style. Race went pretty good, I felt strong and can't complain. My only problem is my technical skillz blow. I use my brakes way too much I think. This weekend I am going to remove the brakes from my bike, that should up the learning curve! Word.

More importantly, my ping pong skillz are god like right now, I am peaking. Bring it. Yeah, we throw down daily at work, it ups production. Brian figured out my backhand is a little week in our daily tourney. Its cool, he is only making it stronger by hitting on that side every freaking point! I beat someone in the championship match a few weeks ago, they chunked the paddle at my face after the game. We don't horse around here. Bring your A game.

Shreddin some 1 track

The Pain Train

So this last weekend I decided to go out pretty hard. Eric drove down from Waco to run the Houston Rodeo Run, this was his first 5k so I said I would run alongside him and have some fun but at the same time bring my "A" game.

Can you find me?

Eric #9080 dropped the hammer on this kid in front of us right after this photo was taken.




I think I am finally coming out of my shell.

Yes, That just happened.

After the race I drove up to Joe's parents house in Keller, TX, to spend the night in order to get up to Saint, Jo, TX Sunday to do some MTb racing (that last sentence probably should of been about 3, oops). The Walker's do it first class. Big pasta meal, 20 minute soak in the hot tub, followed by a little cheesecake, word.

Sunday went horribly. I started the race good and it all went backwards from there. I felt like I had never ridden a bike before, I was crashing and going backwards up the climbs. After a lap of this I decided it was no longer fun and pulled the plug, DNF. Quitting stinks, especially when you drove 5 hours to do it. Maybe I spent too much energy being a Rock God the day before. Oh well, looking forward to the next race so I can redeem myself.

Making plans in August to travel to Bozeman, MT to watch my cousin get married. I am going to try and fly up 3 or 4 days beforehand so I can shred some sweet Montana singletrack. Gonna be saweeeeeeeet.