Excuses, excuses!

At least I didn't have to look too far for an excuse not to ride today huh? I know, I know I have a trainer I could throw my bike on but what fun is that!!!

Maybe tomorrow...or Saturday, but I heard Sunday it was going to be a little warmer!

Is that a shinny trail I see behind me..."What a slug"!!

What can you do with a lazy dog?

I tell you what, I just haven't been jacked up about working out these days. I'm not sure if it's the cold, the holiday's coming up, old age or if I'm just plain lazy ! 

I could have done about 2 hrs on the trails to day but blamed my not riding on the rain...well the sprinkle. I'll gladly take any excuse these days to bag a workout...other than my Tae Kwon Do class that is. I'm still feeling my dirt munch from Saturday...neck all twisted up and shit and I'm still going to class!

Nothing a handful of vitamin "I" can't fix right? (Thats ibuprofen for those not in the know)

So I'm just wondering what it's going to take to get my ass back in gear and be a little more consistent with my training? I sure as hell don't want to realize I needed more training when I get out in the fucking wilderness at Cohutta. That's a long way back to the start if you loose it out there.

Well we'll see how things progress over the holliday...maybe I'll have to make a new year's resolution of something...anything!!

It's funny until someone gets hurt, then it's hilarious!!

After a pretty long hiatus from some serious training, I've finally dusted off my bikes and started to get some consistent riding under my belt. Since there's only four and a half months until the Cohutta 100 race, I better get my ass in gear....right?

I hooked up with Tony on Saturday for a few hours of snot rocket riding. It had been a few days so I was glad to get out there and just tick over the pedals for a while.  I hate riding in the cold, (oh the memories of 18hrs on the farm and the feeble attempt to keep my feet warm with duct tape...brrrr), but I figured we would warm up pretty quick...and we did.

Everything was feeling and going great until I pulled a stupid move and tried to wheelie on the double track and promptly threw myself to the ground. Ooooh that's going to leave a mark~!~

Although the soreness in my arm and wrist have subsided somewhat the bruise on my gluteus maximus has grown and darkened in a Rorschachian type pattern. 

"So what do you see...a butterfly...or a bird...No wait, it looks like the Crab Nebula!!!"  Is that Uranus over there?

Well I'll lick my wounds a another day...head to the Chiropractor and get straightened out, and then get back on the Snot Rocket and ride! 

....and no more stupid pet trick...just keep it on the trail!!!