They are both what its all about (or aboot--in honor of my forays into Maple Leaf land this weekend!)
The hubs and I had a super fun 4th of July in Sun Valley with the Woodies, DB's, JemClems, Rick and Lizzie and Mr. Jowegawa. We arrived on Friday afternoon to some sprinkles. The kids had just returned to camp and were shivering in their tents. I snuggled with Joanna for a good smack talk session before having an awesome evening around the campfire. Porno for Pyros.
Saturday we rode Greenhorn, Mahoney, Imperial or some such combination. It was my 1st ride on my new Yeti 575 and I loved it. To clarify, I enjoyed the ride on the uphill and LUFFED it on the downhill. There were a few sprinkles but nothing major. The hubs and Mr. J single speeded the ride b/c they both=badasses. We cheffed up another yummy dinner and when I say we I mean JEM and I decided to make Indian and the Woodies made it happen. I mixed up some VoDToMs (Vodka Diet Tonics--with fresh mint) because we all have our roles.
Sunday we rallied to ride Fisher Creek. More fun times and delish 1x. We have JEM a ride home through the storm to end all storms and ended up at the homestead in time to meet up with Randypants (in town for a bachelor running weekend).
We've had some good hang times with the pants this week. Miss that kid.
I had a premonition before RMR on Tuesday and decided to do Coach K's sprint workout on Wasatch (or Nonwaving Douche Boulevard as I've decided to re-name it pending UDOT approval). If one more person doesn't wave back, I'm going to lose it. That was one thing about the OC disorder--everyone waves! What's up Utahrds? He/She is just not that into you so give up the 'tude. I'm not saying EVERYONE has to wave back. You know what I mean. I get it that some people are just trying to keep their own world together and don't have the faculties to even doing a finger lift off the bars in acknowledgment of my salute. I'm talking about all those people on their respective missions of lameness who refuse to acknowledge my waving presence! How about just a nod?
Anyway, despite the Nonwaving Douche Boulevard Cold War, I arrived home to dins with the pants on his last night. Abby G and Neal joined us and Richie and Renee dropped by later for some Pants Props. I was up until ungodly hours in ungodly temperatures packing my bike (my least fave activity) and trying to do laundry. Oh and coordinate with MEL who I'm going to see tonight when I arrive in Vancouver!
I'll be competing in the Tour de Delta this weekend in Vancouver, BC. Flying to Seattle then driving to Vancouver. I'm stoked. Mel needs to move back here. She's starting to get werid accents. It has been and will continue to be a whirlwind---but a fun shamble-istic whirlwind nonetheless.
So this weekend, whether you employ wheels on the dirt, feet on the pavement or skin in the water--I hope your experiences are maximally enjoyable. And don't forget to send me speedy vibes--but send them international. Starting Friday.
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Classic post. Nonwaving Douches!! I guess everybody is too busy racing the Tour de Francey in their heads.
I went for a ride up Santiago Canyon in the OC disorder on Sunday and it was very Douche free. Probably encountered about 30 riders and received 20 waves and 8 nods.
-JohnnyG
good luck this weekend.
And a little more on the nonwaving utards. Didn't Levi L. live here for a while? That guy is right up their with the wasatch blvd douche crew in my book. rode 2 feet from me up a hill in Monaco post prologue. I said hi, something about Utah and he got out of the saddle and sprinted up the hill away, completely ignoring me. I'm not expecting him to give me his bike or anything, but a smile and/or wave would have been decent. All the other pros stopped, said hi, let little kids sit on their bikes..etc
"She's starting to get weird accents." Awesome. That is indeed the sign someone has settled in another place (for too long?).
Good luck this weekend!
When you see Mel tell her I said hi and what the *#&%#_*#@(* is @#$%^#$%^$^ up with her and her ^@&$%)@#$& posse. She has words truck drivers have not used.
A Yeti? And you used to think mountain biking was retarded......
Good luck up in Canada. I hope you do not get stopped at the Border. If you do tell em you know me.
Not really related to this post, except maybe some non-waving douches, but Steve-O pretty much crushed me last night. Then turned around and crushed himself. Best rodeo I've ever been to and front row seats to boot (no pun intended).
I never would have thought that a skinny white guy would pull not one, but two saddles off the bike in a lifetime.
I hope his grundle is ok.
Good times. He's a great pace man BTW.
Word Verification: unaterki
nice job on the comments people. "racing the tour de francey" awesome. johnny g--i'm your company's HQ freaking ROCKS! jennie- are IN france rightnow?? i'll need to check your blog! friz- yeah she has all the signs. you would love her dogs btw. sleaze- anything else you want to bring up about my past? NOB: i can't wait to hear THAT story from the hubs! thanks again for commenting kids
I said stopped at the border. Why, have you been stopped somewhere else? :-)
Good luck, eh!
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