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New Gloucester—Maine Verge—Day 2 Cat 3: RMM FTW WTF?

All Photos are Courtesy of my lovely wife, who spent our first anniversary photographing this race. For Reals. Those of you who know me know that I have perfected many ways to suck on a bicycle. Poor bike handling, lapses in training, general lack of fitness, advancing age, inability to produce and maintain adequate power, mechanical failures, chronic dehydration, under resting/poor sleep


My Love Sent me More Pictures of Myself from Gloucester—Day 2

Natasha has been doing a brick little business; furnishing people with pictures of themselves from races.You should know, that her system is changing. She used to post pictures and allow you to pick out ones you like. Now she is taking orders before the races. Then she concentrates on getting good pictures of you throughout the whole race.


Party with the Cool Kids: Superb’s Grand Opening Party

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Race Report: Mansfield Hollow Cyclocross Race: A Winner

Most race reports focus on the race and the action therein. This post represents a departure from the (my) normal format. While I will roughly outline my race, I think that my readers will appreciate my observations about the race in general more than my usual ramblings about my performance in comparison to others’. This race has received many good reports from friends. It was highly


I Suck at Updating

So here are some pics of me sucking at day one at Gloucester. Courtesy of Natasha


I Suck at Updating

So here are some pics of me sucking at day one at Gloucester. Courtesy of Natasha


Race Report: Great Brewers Grand Prix of Cyclocross Day 1 cat 3 2009

I had a front row call up and my father was at the race. I knew that I was screwed. I always, always do poorly at things when my family comes out to watch. Ever since I was a little kid. Its not like I get nervous, there just always seems to be bad luck.We sat shivering on the starting line. Looking at our shoes, taking what little shelter we could from the salt-water-filled wind whipping,


A Post Where I have Nothing Negative to Say

I am aware that I sometimes say things that are offensive or that rub people the wrong way. This is part of my charm. Sort of like Gorgeous Gary, except less lovable and without any cutting edge hair situations. Today, I have nothing controversial to say. So, if you are here get pissed and then post a comment, move on. Last night Natasha and I went to the MM Racing party, her as photographer