Finally a Muddy Day for CX

So I got out for a CX race yesterday and is was muddy! So I started the morning out thinking I wasn't gonna make it. The Night before my stomach was a little upset, when the alarm went off in the morning I was still a little under the weather but not bad. I figured if I could Get my daugheter out the door I'm good to go. So Car packed and off we go. Gotta hand it to her she's a trooper once you get her going.
Looked like it was gonna be a good day one quick trip around the course and the Legs were feeling a bit hollow. I'm here lets race. So lined up and off we go! first set of barriers and I'm in 6th Position this looks good. just after the barrier and my chain Brakes! DAMN! then something cool happens a CX racer warming up for his race shouts out, What Peddles! I shout back Crank Brothers! He's all "Use my bike!" So I run over with my bike about 20 Meters up the course and he hands me his real Nice LaPierre adn off I go, He shouts he'll try to get my chain on.
So about 2 laps later there he is with my bike ready to go......too Bad I was really liking his bike. At first I thought man he's tall but after a bit I was real comfortable with it. Big debt of gratitude to John! floks that's the brotherhood of Cyclocross. We're all out there to Race but more so to have a good time.
So wish I could say I made a heroic effort and Caught on and placed but I did catch a few on the way. Most important my daughter and I had a great day her watching me race and cheering, and use cheering out our friends and others.....good times and good friends.
I plan on making a few other races before the season is over, I better hurry!

Be Careful what you click for!

Wow that was interesting, I hit "next blog" button thinking I was going to make a new entry and the next thing I see is a title "Sexy Indian Photo's" note to self, don't do that again!

Funny when you do something randon how is sparks memories of days past. While working for a Broadcast Integration Group I was in the proposal department putting together....duh proposals. This was during the infantcy of the internet and the porn peddlers were making great use of the information age.
Well we used the internet for Manufacturers pages to pull down product info to build Proposals. So I'm looking for Teleconferencing equipment and I get a wild idea.....Hey what if I type in "teleconference.com", This has got to lead me to the right stuff?

BANG! all the pop-up porn you never want to show up on a your work computer, it was like Captain Kirk opening the overhead cabinet in "Trouble with Tribbles"
(Disclaimer here, I'm 40+ yearsold I got over that stuff when I was twelve, I've just got a good memory for useless information)
So there I am trying to close all those pop-ups as my Monitor is facing the the main walkthrough area in the office, those things JUST WOULDN'T STOP! I'm gonna get fired I worse yet Therapy! I finally had to hit power button to stop the insanity. Shish!

OK I said be prepared for Randomness

Back to writting what I intended

First Posting hope I Don't screw it up

So this is my first dive into the world of Blogging. After miles and miles of commuting down to SJ working in the tech world, thinking about the usefulness of Posting ones rambling thoughts and pushing it out into Cyberspace I've decided to give blogging a shot.
So here I am 5:30 in the morning 2 days before Christmas stressing about whether or not I've gotten enough presents to properly represent Saint Nicholas. Eh I think I'm good. Now where did I put my riding gear I need to work off the winter fat.
Yep, yet another Cyclist pushing his guilts and desires of being thinner,faster stronger in a intraspective narrative onto the unsuspecting web-wonderer. It'll also be the ramblings of a father trying to navigate he perils of raising a teenage, a mildly OK handyman trying to stay on top of maintaining the hut.

So, Deal with it, you followed the link here.

What can you expect from this blog? Pretty much anything! Personal views on the state of human exsistance, Race logs, Smacking down whinners that ran with the Scissors and gutted themself like a fish and then blamed Fiskars for making them too sharp!
You can even expect some good old fashion useful tips on stuff I didn't learn in school.

So sitdown, shut-up and buckle your seatbelts you're in for some sporatic Rambling.