Stumbling Around The East Coast
The view from the trenches looks a little something like this.... eating the dust of two olympians. I actually black out completely from the moment they say "go" to the moment I hit the first corner. It would be impossible for me to fully express the pain of a pro short track in words but it would be like slowly giving birth to a catus..... with a heart rate around 200. You know what I haven't had in a while....big league chew!?!
Have you hugged your mechanic today? If it wasn't for Steve Borkowski I would be clapped out and sitting on the sidelines, cheering the rest of the pro field on. These guys behind the stands work non-stop all weekend for a bunch of skinny, high maintence bike geeks. Your patience and attention to detail is much appreciated Bork..... someone buy this guy a beer.
The downhillers seem to have things figured out.... shuttle runs, beer, big suspension, hot girlfriends and they don't have to shop at whole foods. In an effort to see how the "other side" lives, we saddled up and jumped into the back of the big rig for a free trip to the top of the mountain.... this pedaling stuff is over rated.
posted by Martini at 6:41 PM
3 Comments:
haha that makes too much sense! :)
Yeah, at Angel Fire during the 4X we realized what geeks XC folks are. That, of course, was after a night of being in bed by 8:30, up at 6, full of whole grains with a good ratio of protein, not too much water, and a ton of supplements. Surely we didn't watch the action too long- for that requires standing! And being in the hot sun!
Oh, by the way, I hope you're being stealth while checking out their girlfriends. Those guys could serioulsy kick your ass!!
--Ronie
Dude,
you mentioned your "view from the trenches", that looks like a second or third row trench to me! Steady improvement has it's payoff brother, keep it up!
poz
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