I must have a new mountain bike.
I don't know when the passion ended for my present steed. In its a day it was a stud. A 2006 Stumpjumper FSR, Expert trim.
|but Antelope, don't you love me anymore?|
|You know u want me!|
You may be thinking, "Well he lost to tallboy in the enduro and now he thinks he needs a new bike to keep up." To that I say
But the point right now is I "need" a Giant Anthem X29er version 2. Bulldog colors and it matches my Cervelo. Granted it could use a couple up grades: lighter wheels, maybe a 2 x 10 drive train. But check out that 15mm thru axle, press fit bottom bracket, Maestro suspension...excuse me for a moment.
OK I'm back. You know any moment, protesters in Wisconsin could foment rebellion across the country and I could be struck dead by an errantly flung hunk of cheese. I would then have died without ever owning a 29er. Very sad.
In other news, hints of Spring are in the air and Saturday saw the first return of the Antelope Saturday morning ride. We had a great group of riders. Superdraft and Ben S were there
|We'd better smile Ben, Dickhead might put this on the internet.|
And Doug tried to bribe me not discuss him on the internet.
|Come on Antelope, just put the camera away and Mr. Lincoln goes right into your pocket.|
|Oh great, now he's going to start taking pictures of our butts again.|
|Have you been losing weight?|
|Listen closely young Antelope your real limitations lie in....|
And 'draft explained that when the hill hurts the worst its about attitude, going beyond self imposed limits, trusting the leap into the abyss of pain. To ride like a beast or to ride like The Beast, one must think like a beast and compete like a beast. Its not about the pair that connects your feet to your hips, its about the other pair.
So I have been practicing my new attitudes, holding in my mind the thought that all people who ride a bike faster than me when I am trying to be faster than them are...evil and unless I pass them, they will destroy innocent children. This is quite a burden for me to bear, saving the world on my bicycle this way but if I can ride faster, produce 10 more watts for 5 more seconds. It will be worth it.
It was a fine ride and many children were saved. But there was a very special moment in the ride where I had to release my ferocity and access the more tender parts of my being. After many months of separation, I finally got to pet my dear, sweet, ass.
|Cycle man, u r back!|
|I missed you too little Ass|