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Sunday, September 03, 2006

Rhyme Or Reason



I am at that point in my career where I pick up bike magazines just to scope out my friends and see who's grill is out there for the world to see.

Exhibit A: It's about time Douglas got a little respect around here. The facial hair trend is off the hook right now.... Which totally sucks because I still have about 5 years before I can jump aboard that train.



Tis' the season when my mind shifts from the overall NORBA rankings to thoughts of 24 hour epics. I have done 24 hours of Moab as a duo for the past 4 years and have been haunted by Jungle Jay one to many times.

This year I am attempting to join the ranks of the chosen few who have pushed their minds farther than most with ever understand, the soloist (Mom is stoked!).



In the mean time Ranno and I went out for an epic today which left me cramping as I walked up my stairs 7 hours later. This weekend we are descending upon Winter Park, Colorado to try our hands at the Kona Global 24 Hour World Championships.

Last year it came down to 5 minutes after 24 hours of racing.... talk about stressful. This year I am just going to enjoy watching Ranno roll through the his first 24 hour experience.... priceless.



This will be Tracy's first mountain bike experience....Wish me luck. The stilhettos may have to be retired for the weekend!

5 Comments:

Blogger Mom said...

Nick,

You are right...this is NOT my favorite event for you, but as always, I will be by my computer for 24 hours watching and monitoring your team's progress. Praying for your safety and hoping for the win this year after all the hard work and effort. Hardly right to be behind by five minutes after 24 hours of grueling work...but that's the name of the game! Hoping Tracy can handle being an observer,...as I couldn't. You've got what it takes, my boy! Love ya............

9:01 AM  
Blogger miss king said...

Eat at Hernandos (order the Roma Sonoma...trust me on this, it's like heaven on a pie plate), and then cross the street and kiss Abby at The Pub for me. (the dog, not the girl. Abby the girl would just be confused on why I was sending some random guy to come kiss her)

Good Luck! (oh and Watch out for the angry moose on the Fraser River trail, he will charge you. Lesson Learned in 03, moose are faster then you think)

9:10 AM  
Blogger Mom said...

Did you say "moose?!!!"

4:23 AM  
Anonymous Dave Harris said...

Solo at Moab? Aha, a friend in pain and suffering, that I can understand! Best of luck at the Kona event and see you in Moab.

4:35 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

for a questionably straight man, dougie can sure grow some facial hair.

9:40 AM  

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