Panera Bagels: Donuts in Disguise

As you know, weekends are great to build great endurance before the start of the season.
Wether you ride indoor or outside, it is great that people make the commitment to riding in the winter.
Team Kaos members have been coming over the last month to get in their endurance rides...
Every Saturday and Sunday for the last month to be exact.

And every weekend, someone brings over bagels.
I love bagels.
Furthermore, I appreciate when my cyclist friends bring a baker's dozen over on the weekend.

While looking on the internet, I came across some disturbing information.
The nutrition in a cinnamon crunch bagel. Or lack there of....

Cinnamon Crunch Bagel
410kcal
"reduced fat" cream cheese - 150 kacl

Krispy Kreme original glazed
200 kcal

When I started endurance running(IE marathon) I would eat two of these minimum following my 20 mile run...
Woops...

Weekend Warriors

This weekend was a blur. Landen had Thur/Fri off, Ian came into town, and I am officially on holiday. Saturday, Dave Rogers, Landen, and Lindsey came over for a training ride. The great thing about indoor training rides is that everyone can do their own thing to get better, and there is never that half wheel BS that always happens outdoors. I had four hours to do, Landen had some LT work, and dave is on the poached training plan from landen (he also did LT work).

Note: It is alway rather enjoyable to watch people's facial expressions during workouts. Try this sometime when you are on an indoor endurance ride and someone is doing prescribed effort. I knew landen was suffering because of the wattage he was running for his efforts, but he looked controlled, calm, and on top of the workout. Dave on the other hand, did not have a power tap, did not look calm, and probably ended up doing VO2max intervals based on various observations (his hyperventilating).

Saturday:
Following the ride and a brief nap, we went to sushi happy hour at BLUE. Every time Ian comes to town, we go to BLUE. Lets get one thing straight, I like BLUE. I more so enjoy their sashimi offering, but I still like BLUE. I guess I just go to see friends and not really for the food... every time Ian comes to town. Following blue we went to Bianco (italian resturant) for their happy hour. I know what your are thinking, why not just go to one resturant, get a filling meal, and be done with it? I have know idea. I am never the sheriff of these plans. Maybe next time I will suggest it. It was good, however, to see Jacquline, Marco, Marco(jr), Leila, and Spence.

Sunday:
Awoke and began the day by making coffee, eggs, and french toast for everyone. Oh, everyone being: Ian, Marco, Landen, Lindsey, Marie Anna, Dave, me. If my math serve me right we probably accumulated 25+ hours of training. With all the great cyclist we had over, we actually had a some world championship stripes in our presence. Marie Anna is 2X age group Ironman world Champion(this year will be three if she sticks to coming over on the weekends).
Following my 4:30 ride, I tried to nap for the same amount of time. I did not. I only got 2:30 nap in. Finished the night with I am Legend at the theater(great flick).

Thus, concludes my weekend. For whom it may concern, I am going to travel to the Orphanage today. I will be making Pav Thai. As far as I am concern you are all invited(I hope). As a great friend once said, "The vacancy sign is alway on" at my place for training.

Will the real Dave Zabriskie Please stand up

Dave Zabrsikie. Fast, fast. Can TT like the wind. Three time TT national champion. Job security? Or is he not certain with his cycling career?
To preface the aforementioned statements, I must begin with the following story:

On Monday, I got a training ride in and happened to catch the Iowa v. Iowa State wresting meet (I had recorded on tevo the day previous). The meet was great, and it came down to the HWT bout. My mind was wandering during this portion of the ride(I was cooling down from a Tempo ride) when I noticed something... That Dave Zabriskie, the professional cyclist had given up his bike, his climbers physique, and his mind, and decided to use his 4 year of NCAA eligibility and wrestle for Iowa State.

this issue required immediate investigation. Within hours, I got ahold of Iowa State wresting coach Cale Sanderson. the phone conversation went as follows.

Pav: Cale, how did ever manage to get Dave to give up cycling...things looked great for him with his new team Slipstream

Cale: Yeah, that is what I thought as well. I knew Dave growing up in Utah. He was from SLC, and I am from Ogden. We ran into each other again in the summer of 2005 in Moab, Utah. Following my Olympic buildup, I needed some vacation time, and some single track. I decided to pack up the family and head to Slickrock.

Pav: So, that still doesn't explain how you got him on your wrestling team.

Cale: Right, right. I sometime talk to much about nestalgia. Anyway, we both ended up biking the same trail, he passed my group, doubled back to say high, and we got to talking, remnising, and beer drinking(not me of course, just Dave). He said that he used to be a great freestyle wrestling, he even qualified for cadet nationals at HWT. Then he got into biking. It seams that once he got on the bike all the muscle mass just melted off like butter in a hot day. I told him that if he was ever interested, he should come to Iowa(where I was coaching) ride Ragbrai, and stop in to do some wrestling. He came this fall following the world championships. He came and wrestled, unfortunately, we only had a HWT spot available. Dave said that he would try to "bulk up" for the position. He did. He got a partial scholarship, and is currently majoring in fluid dynamics.

Pav: Won't this sports move effect his cycling career, in the long run?

Cale: That was my initial concern. However, he is still riding daily, he just rides his rig before and after each of the days session. He is actually getting in like 4 hour a day, plus mat time. He said following NCAA's he would cut down and ride the giro at 148 lbs, again. Actually, 250lbs is his natural body weight.

Pav: Sound like some crazy shit.

Holiday

Today officially begins my Xmas holiday. Celebrate.
First off, I got 10.5 hours of sleep last night.
Sorry if this alarms you all. It just sort of happened.
I am rather excited for the training ride this weekend, we
have five attendees thus far.

In other news, has anyone seen chris spence?

Pav Thai

Post Script.
Rev. Dr. Kim West, As I am done with college on Friday, I will be in Des Moines Monday/Tuesday-ish.
I will be bringing food and making that thai peanut noodle thing that I make.
If you have any hungry orphans, please invite them. Just not that guy that crashes everyone out, everywhere. I need to focus on the cooking thing an can't make Pav Thai if I am crashed out of the kitchen.

Pav

Harry Potter ride

Following yesterday's clinic session, I grabbed some fourth meal, rented the order of the phoenix, and had myself a good little 3 hour indoor ride. When I returned home, I saw some man clad in sweat pants head to toe; I knew this must be Spence. I offered him a spot on the "Order of the Phoenix" training ride, he declined. Apparently, he is not the Harry Potter fan most of you all are.

Thoughts on the video... I sympathized with the students of Hoggwarts. We have the same type of education tyranny afoot at CUMC, minus the whole magic thing*








*Although I have never seen any form of spell, incantation, or potion at school, I do not discount its happening under my nose. Why just the other day, a instructor advised me to summon a razor and shave my half-beard. I did not know the spell he asked for; alas, I still have my facial hair.

Christmas, or whatever card

Dear Readers,

While gathering mail today, I happened upon a letter from my parents. I soon found out that the contents of said letter was not in fact money like I hoped. In it’s stead, was the obligatory Christmas letter sent to friends, family, and whomever my parents have not shaken along the way. With letter held firm in one hand and pint glass of margarita in the other, I scanned the letter to find festive trim, family photo, and fascinating paragraph that attempted to sum up my entire year. At that point, I decided to become momentarily motivated to write a Christmas letter describing, in detail, the grandeur that is my life, or all that my parents had forgotten to scribe. And that folks, is what you are getting, a
Christmas letter. Or all that I can manage to write until the synergy of an afternoon’s coffee and red bull has worn off.

As it has consumed my life, dental school is the most logical place to start this letter. Creighton University School of Dentistry to be precise. Yes. As most of you know, this is my last year…hopefully. With the necktie wielding, crew cut wearing ex-military fascist juggernaut (operative dentistry department) micromanaging my every move; I will be very lucky to get out of this hellhole. Don’t be alarmed. I think the military is great. And the dentistry they provide for their troops is top notch… For the 18th century. I very much hope that none or know or are members of the faculty at Creighton.

As my parents expanded on, I was in Oregon. I am on the job hunt. I am 0/15. That is a good percentage…right? There is just something about not having to pump your own gas that has got me hooked on that state. Let me know if any of your dentists are going blind, loosing dexterity, or are dead/dying/committing suicide. Thanks for helping me in the job hunt.

Relationships and dating have been great. Oh, wait that must have been someone else. Always promising leads, stating out like and indie romance and inevitably, end ding like a slasher film. No matter. With my track record, it is probably better to be alone then to be next week’s topic on CSI “Wherever”.

Biking has been going great. I took some down time at the end of the season (starting in April and ending in August) to recuperate. I have since been getting in very quality training since October. With the frigid Nebraska winters, we are forced to ride inside. For three weeks, I have been hosting indoor training rides at my house. This has been a great time. When you let people use your house to bike, they repay you in a weeks worth of bagels. I haven’t bought breakfast food in weeks!

For those of you that are cyclist, I logged 150+ hours since October (to December 7). For those of you that know nothing about cycling, I have been riding ‘lots.
My goals races for the season are Lincoln Plating Stage race, Mount Hood Cycling classic, and Pursuit Track Nationals.

This concludes my Christmas, or Chanukah, or holiday, or glad-having letter. Whichever you prefer. I look to hear from all of you, and if I don’t I will assume that you have since given up on technology and have moved into a cabin north of Bend, Oregon…my future home.

Ciao,

Pav

Post script. If you know of any of my acquaintance that would like the update, like a laugh, or like their money, please direct them to my letter.

Here it is

This is what I wanted you all to see. Unfortunately, I am stupid with computers and can not upload a video
enjoy.

Not much is happening in my world, just bike, eat, nap, eat, sleep, teeth. You know the drill. This morning, I hosted the second weekend of indoor training at the fast factory. Marco, Landen, and Mr. Rogers showed up. I am trying to get the numbers up for the ride, but lindsey was sick, haven't heard from Mary Ann, and Spence dropped of the planet. Hosting trainer rides is a win-win-win situation. You don't have to heat your house (temperature goes up 10 degrees in 4 hours), Someone always brings over bagels and cream cheese. And the leftovers are my breakfast the rest of the week.

On another note, lets talk riding. I have had a lot of people asking me how my riding has been going. Their interest runs the gambit of from happiness to concern. They either don't think I should be riding this much, or are uncomfortable that they are not (riding enough). It is interesting that when someone is riding a lot/doing their damnedest to get better, that person stands out. People don't like it that you are riding 20 hour weeks. It makes them uncomfortable. Here are some answers to your questions
1 Yes, I am riding a lot.
2. Yes, I am Ok with that.
3. No, I am not training to peak for a race in Feburary
4. No, I am not going to get hurt, overtrain, or burn out.

To go into a little more detail about the fourth answer, one must understand, that I am not riding hard. I am getting very quality rides in at zone 1 and zone 2 (and one a week in zone 3 right now). This is what we in the business call developing fitness. If one checks the annuls of the sport, one would find that this has been a common practice for many years. You don't have to get fat, stop riding, or cross train in the winter. You can instead, get fast. I just finished up my last three classes (every) and now I have the time to do the following: ride, nap, ride, sleep.

One final note, thanks to all of you that were concerned with my safety this week. I appreciate your calls. Luckily, I was filling cavities and note at the mall.

Fixed gear antics

F

Training does work!

Well, the numbers are in folks, and they do not lie. Today, was the second to last day in my recovery week, and I did a fitness test, or TTE (time trial to exhaustion). If you have no interest in my ride, philosophy on riding then please stop reading, I would not want to bore you.

The reason for a TTE is simple. If one can TT for 30 minutes at 360 watts (with a good aero setup), you can dominate in time trial. Not dominate pro's or anything, but at least most elite athletes. I cannot do 360 for 30 minutes, therefore, I don't dominate anyone.

My philosophy on riding is that when no one is getting better (right now in the cold, ice, and snow) I ride a lot. not 40 hour a week or anything, but a lot. And I know what you are all thinking, you are a cat 3 why are you riding so much? Well, you my answers is you can't be mediocre all the time. You have to get good at some point. And I can't stand embarrassing Dr's (Kim West and KPav). The last five week build up was as follows:
Wk1 14hr
Wk2 16hr
Wk3 18hr
Wk4 20.5hr
Wk5 10.5hr

I have been thoroughly motivated, and have had a very good last 9 weeks of training. Not going out much, but getting quality training and sleep none the less. Here are my results from a fitness test from last year and this year. Please note the dates, average power, time and weight

Date 12/1/07 2/4/07
Average power 358W 349W
Time 11:01 min 7:59
Average Hr 173 bpm 172bpm
Weight 158lbs 161lbs

Improvement, ah yes. Even though this does not look like much, I assure you it is significant. Three pounds less, nine watts more, three minutes longer to exhausting. The interesting thing to note, is that I have not done any intensity, none. My rides have only consisted of Zone 1, Zone 2 and Stealth mile (shush...). In February of last season, I was doing Zone 4 and Zone 6 efforts. Not bad for just riding to ride.

Jingle Cross weekend

The second half of my vacation was spent in Iowa City, biking and enjoying the Jingle Cross Rock

I have never seen a cross race, so I was excited to see what all the kids were talking about. Knowing what I do know, Jingle Cross may be the best race in Iowa, trumping even snake ally.

On Saturday, Kim West, My sister, and I woke up, had some breakfast, and a run of bad luck with Kim's hot water heater. Apparently, the water that he put in the night before had all boiled off, and as a result, blew the fuse on the heater. This lead to all sorts of confusion, and two hour later, 6 phone calls to Julie(part owner of coffee bus) the problem was solved...with a reset switch.

It was chilly so Kim, being the good friend that he is, decided that it would be best if he(and his bus) take the brunt of wind. He motor paced me out to the fairground with his VW. However, there was a dilemma. I need to ride 4 1/2 hour and would also like very much to watch the races. Solution, spend the rest of the ride Kim's training. People though a number of things, but mostly that I was some elite race that just needed a really long time warming up for the elite. race.

Speaking of races, Troy Krause won the first day in the 3/4 race. I have race with Troy quite a bit. Once he had the hole shot, things were over. He has good 'cross skills and can motor. Plus, he had a beard. This made his approach to racing a triple threat. Congrats troy.

Tell me a story - Thankstaking

Today I will enlighten our readers with the story of a the real Grinch.
Not a Grinch in the traditional annuls of Dr. Seuss, but one with a evil plot to destroy thanksgiving for a few cyclist and some dentist, too.

It was precisely one year ago that members of Team Kaos and Creighton Dental School united forces to battle hunger, sobriety, and vegans (not really, but wouldn't that be nice).
Anyhow, back to my story. We had food, booze, and attendees from all walks of life. And then there was the Grinch.

At a time in my life when I am in(and more so out of) relationships, there was a changing of the proverbial guard. For lack of a better word, I had been seeing a fourth year dental student (and for anonymity's sake she will remain nameless). Whatever the case, I though she was a good person, head screwed on straight, athletic, cute...well, you know the type. For a multitude of reasons, it did not work. And it just so happened that with this falling out, a new Floridian came out of the woodwork and up to Omaha for the weekend.

This is where things get messy. That summer, fourth year dental student went to the Dominican Republic for the summer. Not knowing on which terms things were left, I decided to spend the summer hanging out with/befriending some of fourth year dental student's friend. And why not? they were all nice people that didn't think cycling was outrageous and as a plus, they all despised Nebraska football. After a summer of Taco rides in Iowa, parties, and bar hoping they were obviously candidates for invitation. Now, having foresight as my ally, I knew full well that I could not invite fourth year dental student to the party with Floridian there. It would have been awkward, rude, and things would have got violent.

One day prior to Thanksgiving another invitee called and asked if fourth year dental student was invited. I said no and explained the details of the situation. Invitee said that things would get ugly. Apparently, fourth year dental student had confided in other invitees. Although I was not privy to the conversation, I got the gist. Allegedly, fourth year dental student issued an ultimatum. Other attendees were to not come to the party, or they would be cast from her good graces and banished from the land of friendship. As outlandish and laughable as this situation maybe, we were all concerned. Had fourth year dental student gone of the deep end? Had she reverted to some sophomoric high school tendencies? At any rate, she was not invited. Her friends came. We got drunk. We stuffed ourselves with turkey, stuffing, yams, and no doubt some bacon fat. Point in fact, fun was had by all. She threatened to end our good time. Instead of give... take. That is why Landen, Team Kaos and Creighton dental school invented the holiday of Thankstaking to commiserate the day that some bratty girl with entitlement problems tried to ruin our fun.

If you are in omaha next weekend, please feel free to celebrate the second instalment of Thankstaking. Hopefully, no Grinch will try to ruin our fun.

Turkey day - the aftermath

I survive the week riding, visiting my family, and napping in Charles...Del Cedre and have since migrated south to warmer weather...Iowa City to be specific.
I am at a lovely establishment called the Java House waiting for our dear old friend Rev. Dr. Kim West, proprietor of theorphanageandyou.blogspot.com
I have no idea what the night has in store, however, I do know what treasure this weekend holds - Jingle Cross and 9 hours of biking and a coffee bus.

I you do not know the legend that is the coffee bus, pull up a chair, some hot cocoa and listen, children.
Since it's inception circa 2005, the coffee bus has helped countless tired and wiry souls ward off fatigue, cold, drowsiness, and the like at sporting events, statewide cycling tours, and Kim's backyard.
No doubt a legend in its own time, the coffee bus will make the trek across the state to serve and protect our taste buds.

Weekend predictions:
Men's 3/4 - Nolan Froese kid has and engine and is only 18. Problem may be handling. He said it himself... he handles a bike like a recking ball . Troy Krause top 3 both days. I hear he is pretty good at cycle cross.
Men's 1/2 - David Wells national champ 2005, Steve Tilford day 2.
Women - Sydney Brown She is pretty fast. I've race her in 1,2,3 combined field and was surprised how long she hung in there.

Day 4 Bend

November 19 - Kristin's(my sister's) 24th B-Day.
Oh, and also the day that it continues to rain in Oregon, the day that we were delayed two hours in Portland and Almost missed our flight in Denver. The day that every crying child in the USA decided to fly PDX, and the best part, the day the airport lost our luggage. I think Kristin will probably celebrate her birthday today instead of yesterday.

Fact - High desert = rain all the time

So, the last two days in bend have been great. Except the rain. All of it.

Saturday
I awoke from a 10 hour sleep (kristin slept 12) and went on a ride. I stopped for some quick coffee and a piece of pumpkin cream cheese bread, and then low and behold, a flat. Flat number one of three to be exact(one the weekend). Got that repaired and I was off to Phil's trail. Apparently, there is fifty different trails in Phil's trail system alone. Nice. I did a couple of different numbered trails with some great climbing, and then the rain started to pick up. It wasn't that bothersome, since there was tree cover throughout the trail system. I went back into town, and picked up Kristin and we went back up to the trail system. 4 hour total, freezing rain the whole time. I saw some old lady skate skiing. She seemed happy to be out. Tricking herself, perhaps. We crossed paths twice, and on the second passing, she said "hadn't had enough, huh? I said I didn't know any better. I am from Iowa.

We went out to eat that afternoon, at the Deschutes brew pub. I had fish and chip, kristin a salad.. typical on both ends. We also check the Deschutes Beers of the list. We had 6 four ounce samples of some different beers. Jubleale, mirror pond, and The stout were the best. That night, I took Kristin out for here birthday at a resturant called Cork. It was good, we had a bottle of Pinot Noir from the Willamette Valley. The food was delicious. I had pistacio? crusted canadian sea bass. Not as good as the fish and chips from Deschutes, though.

Bend - Day 1

Rented mountain bikes and road the Deschutes River trail. A 9 mile out and back with some great climbing. It was 50 and sunny when we started and than began to rain. Luckily, the tree cover protected us from ANY of the rain.

My sister, Kristin and I then went to dinner with my friend Gina. We went to a med/lebanese resturant called KABABA. this was my second visit. It is owned by a man named Eric. He is originally from lincoln and is brother in law to one Kevin Wilkins (team Kaos). The hummus, pita, chicken kabab, rice, and salad were all great.

The plan tomorrow, meet and hand out CV to every dentist in bend. Next ride, four hour ride, Phil's trail. Possible one, maybe two mirror pond pale ales following ride.

PS don't try to check Vita shade guide or dental butane torch through carry-on. The do not think that is funny.

T-Minus two days

Two days until my trip to Bend, Oregon.
My sister and I are flying out thursday morning and will be staying
until Monday. The activities for the weekend will be as follows:
1. hand out resume(CV)
2. rent mountain bikes and ride the famous trails in bend with Kristin
3. Celebrate Kristin's birthday
4 get job
5. drink mirror pond/jublee ale
The next two weeks coincide nicely with my training. Bend for five days, one day back
to see patients at CU, five days off for thanksgiving.

Thanksgiving

Once a year, thanksgiving comes around and reminds up how fortunate we are. I was reminded of this today on my non-epic 4:05 ride today. I would just like to give thanks for the following things:
1. my bike(s)
2. coffee
3. sam adams seasonal sample beer pack
4. stealth miles
5. Guitar(heros)
6. Eric Johnson
7. my 16:05 hour week
8. my 18 hours of riding next week
9. my 20 hours of riding the following week.

Cheating

Every time I turn around, there they are...
Cheaters. Now the newest of all cheaters has been exposed.
Nathan O'Neal. He won pretty much every big time trial or stage race this year in the USA.
And why? Cheating. He raced in the Olympics in 2000. Won Australia National TT championships 7 times.
And me would probably bend me over backward in a TT.
But at least I didn't need to cheat to make a living.
Oh, and congratulations to Phil above.
He would have won Ht Hood if it wasn't for the cheater.

Eki

tough guy points

Typically, cyclist throw the word epic around...a lot.
In fact, John Lefler(at lincoln plating this year) used the word 7 times in one sentence.
In my short time as a cyclist, I have maybe only been on one such ride, and it was on my first ragbrai.
you can decide

It was the forth day of ragbrai three years ago.
For some reason it was 30 degrees in the summer.
don't ask me how.
We bought some coffee from the coffee bus
and dave baxter wanted to go on the century loop.
I thought, why not, it will make me look tough.

We proceeded to the start of the century loop
and dave showed me how to take a "pull"
when riding in a group. We averaged 34mph
on the way out.
Stiff tailwind? yep.

then we took a wrong turn that
took us extra 8 miles
funny Dave
108 mile, 5:26 hrs later
we were back.
I don't even remember how many pork sandwiches I at after that

Oh, If you really think you earned some tough guy points today
look at the above picture
In the lead up to the 2000 olympic games
V. Ekimov Road 38,000 kilometers or 23,700 miles or 475 miles a week
or 80 miles a day...In russia.
He may have had one or two epic rides.

Brad White

This guy was on Einstein's Bagels last spring. I don't know him. But he is good. Through the grape vine, he is an ex-triathlete turned pro cyclist. He got the memo that riding bikes is way more fun. All you have to do is win Joe Martin Stage Race... And you get a pro contract. Sweet. Congrats on the Tour in China fifth place in the prologue 3.5 seconds back.

Winter training

I just completed my first week of training. The following is a list of things that I accomplished this week:
1. 14.5 total training hours
Accomplished with bike, weights, and stealth miles. The week was great, I road my tt bike 5 times.
2. broken durace derailler
my extra clothing decided to jump out into my cassette and break my derailler. Luck would have it that Landen had an extra sitting around. Thanks man!
3. broken front drivers side window
Oh, the broken window...someone decided to throw a brick(or something) through my window. thanks guys.
4. uploaded cyclingpeaks software
Only took seven nerds from Bust buy, the apple store, and school. But it is done. now I just need to find out how to use the dam thing.

Coffee pt 1

The last too month have been great.
Party. School. Bike. Coffee.
Not much to complain about.
Except this cup of coffee that I bought this morning from a local coffee vendor.
It may be, that I am just acustom to Thick, dark, sludge called french press, but this coffee I bought is like
that old attage about sexual relations in a canoe.
Oh, sorry. Coffee shop. This infact is not coffee it is Earl Grey tea.

Wrestling with the greats: Steve Williams

Steve Williams is a 1988 graduate of Charles City H.S. and also a state champion.
Also interesting is that Steve hasn't stopped talking about his "skills" since he won in 1988.
Every time I hand out with Steve, he is always asking how many state championships I had, or how it feels to not be a "champion". Wel enough was enough and we had a good old fashion throw down at the Blue Jay bar and grill yesterday night. Below is a recap of the evening:

1.Steve makes some off comment about how I suck at wrestling, cycling, life, etc.
2.Steve challenges Matt to a duel.
3.In a lengthy paragraph, Steve describes how he will take "Pav" down, pin Pavvy to the entire bar.
4.Steve trys to throw a left handed headlock. smart.
5.Steve bounces his head off the concrete at the bar.
6.10 more minutes of wrestling, two high crotches, one front headlock, one craddles, one russian tie, and Steve is demoralized by his loss.
7.The rest of the week Steve complains about how someone blindsided him with a right hook. yeah, the cement did.

The Plan

After much thought, I have decide that the 'Plan' for next year is as follows:
1. work miniumly
2. Cycle
3. Hone cullinatry skills at a resturant somewhere

Jason McCartney Takes Vuelta

Jason McCartney is proof that when it comes to the sport of cycling, it takes eternal patients for success. He started his professional cycling career in 2000. Now, seven years later this native of Iowa City is beating the best in the world at the Vuelta Espania. Kudos. Jason.

I went to a band named Electric Soul Method last night. Colloquially, they are a very popular band. When we arrived to the nonpopulus venue, Landen mentioned that the only original member of the band was the sax player. Stop rehashing previous success, get clever, and come up with a new name...Like Daft 1/5 Punk, or Duran Duran Duran, or Electric Mind body and Soul method.

Brown can kiss my #%?!

I was furious. Infact, I still am. Not quit as made as Rev. West has for raccoons or helmets, but none the less, pissed. I had to wait five days to cool down long enough to write about what happened.

Day 1...I purchase cable. Which, one would assume, be a fairly easy process of delivering a cable box, and then minutes later enjoying dvr, versus, HBO, etc. I was wrong.
Day 14...UPS tried to drop of the package, but said they need a signature. I spoke with a sales associate with UPS assuring me that the package would be "no signature required". Apparently this was too dificult for the add wizards at UPS to understand. The executives at UPS have come to the understanding that everyone in the U.S.A. is unemployed, and infact can just wait around all day for parcels to be delivered.
Day 15...I take the afternoon off from school to assure cable be in my apartment by the early evening. The previous days notice slip said that they would be there from the hours of 2-5 pm. Reasonable. But far be it for UPS to actually be punctual. The parcel came at 7:40 in the evening. It wasn't the fact that the deliveryman was almost three hours late, it was the fact that I took of school for the afternoon to wait for seven hours for a $%@* cable box.

Sorry. world. I have been a bad person. My creativity has been sapped and have thus neglected my duties writting blog posts in the last few weeks. Luckily, I am back on the wagon, dropping the shitty attitude, and will continue to write clever and whitty post for all to read.

Twenty things about Matt Pavlovich part 1

1. Yes, I have been to Arkansas, and it was horrifing
2. Yes, I Believe that George Wasington was the most bad ass of all the four fathers, want proof? http://youtube.com/watch?v=PsymvcqVc1s
3. Yes, I guess Life Cereal is delicious and good for you. I pubically apologize, quaker oats.
4. Yes, David Blaine is a demon and practices demon magic http://youtube.com/watch?v=PGrTvNzGCZE
5. No, Miller Chill does not taste like Miller Light with lime and salt, nor is it a delicious chelada style beer

Zum geburtstag

A special happy birthday to the following folk:
1 Matt Landen
2. Hulk Hogan
3. ME

P.S. Dear World... I apologize that the following people share my special day:
1 Jerry Falwell


Peace

Out

Children revisited

Addoring reader(s),

There are actually two instances when I like children. Below is one anicdotale tale.

I was spectating at a mountain bike race last month.
The heat was on and the climate was "sticky" so I decided to poach
shelter from some random race spectating family.
About half way through the Sport(a category of racing between sessioned veterians and beginners)
race, I decided to entice the athletes to pop-a-wheelie.
Some racers played along in jest and other sneered in disgust.
How can we have our cake (race) and eat(have fun) it too?
Later, A nearby child started in the banter.
"Pop-a-wheelie", she exclaimed. Like wheelies were a new boardgame she had discovered.
When one of the athletes did not comply with her wishes,
she leered "Come on. Pop-a-wheelie. you arn't going to win. Just Pop-us-a-wheelie."

And that my friend(s), is one thing I appreciated about children. They remind adults that sometimes, we don't win. And yes that is OK. And sometimes we should stop being so serious.

Any guesses in which other scenario I like to see children?

Goofy Foot Lodge

Went to the Goofy Foot for the first time in one year last night.
We watched a band and managed to slide in without paying the cover.
They were a good blues band called the John Andrews Trio. Or the Andrew Johnson trio.
Or the Johnson Sorjenson Trio. I cannot remember. I wonder how the other two in the trifecta
felt about being represented, musically, by Sorjenson Carlstroms name?

REALity TV

What is so "real" about reality tv?
Two girls fistfighting about vegitarian cuisine.
Brett Michaels french kissing 16 girls with fake plastic lips.
Dud getting kicked in the face in downtown Austin.
If this was really my life, I would want the f#$% out.

Things that grind my gears

Below is a list of things that grind my gears -
1.Children
2.People talking about (fantasy) football
3.Charles Cityites cohering me to move back to a "great place"
4.Vegans -apparently they don't even eat honey...weird
5.Parents bringing there children to an adult barbecue...taken aback when inevitably, lurid stories surface.
6.Life cereal - where do you get off...taste great and good for you...where do you get off

Dave Babcock Stage Race - TT

Last night, I recieved a "text" that I had won the time trial at the omaha race weekend... by one second

Here is how it went down...
I was warming up at mount michael high school on my trainer. With the combination of 100 percent humidity, and 90 degree heat, I decided to forgo my typical hour TT warmup and do short thirty second efforts with one minute recovery. Things were feeling good until I got to the starthouse. The day immediately turned to bullshit when the rain started. I guess I counted on Ian Gray's luck too much to trump the rain.

Following a brief minute of pointing at the sky and cursing the cycling gods in bain, I was off. Things went as planned, I powered my way up the rollers and manuvered around the corners appropiately, but I wasn't catching aneyone. Fifteen minutes. Still not a soul. And the rain continued. Rubber down was the only thing on my mind around the last corner. Success. The last corner was two miles from the finish, and I tried to tell my body that I needed an all out effort into the finish. It, did not listen. Instead I could be seen attempting to "will" my pedals downward like the two time TDF time trial winner and now famous doper, sergi honchar (Astana). Finishing time 20:53

Dave Babcock Stage Race - Day 1

The first day of the DBMRS was what it was
65 mile circuit race
Cat 3 and Master combined
After multiple times (9) up the mile long hill
Scott Fairbairn (all9yards) made a nicely placed attack
It was either go with him and risk certain crampage
or hope that he blewup
he did not blowup
Scott Fairbairn 1st pace stage 1 DBSR
(me 6th)

Levi

Two years ago.
When I started cycling.
I was told by a shop owner in Okoboji
that Levi would be a tough cyclist in europe.(If he doped.)
Well, now that all the cheats have been give what for.
Levi has won his first TDF stage.
in a blistering time of 33.3 mph.
kudos Levi

smut

Apparently, There has been a huge outcry by fan(s) of this website(Kim West) for a smut posting. So here it is Dr. West...Various smut pages
http://ohioline.osu.edu/hyg-fact/3000/3119.html

http://ohioline.osu.edu/hyg-fact/3000/3119.html

Enjoy Kim

Resturant #1 - Anthony's Bend, Oregon

Because I am on break and have absolutely nothing to do, you are getting a resturant review - Anthony's in Bend, Oregon.
Located on the scenic Deschutes river, Anthony's is a chain of seafood resturants that boost fresh fish flown in from the shores of... wherever.

I had -
1. Rockfish taco with mango salsa - fish was prepared fairly well, but they served some sort of mayonase with the fish taco...did not work at all. Their "homemade" corn chips were also barely eddible. Did not recieve the quinticential garnish of lime with my fish taco either...disappointing.
2. Clam chowder - nothing to say...not as good as JC's in Bend...

Whatever the lunch menu was lacking, all hope is not lost. Their dinner menu looked great...but for it's california price range cost may not be worth benifit.

Ville de Cedre

In a not so recent change, a town in California has branched out from it humble roots and beginnings.
The elders of Newhall, CA decided unanamously, that the town shall hereby be named Valencia.
Kind of a big deals... so...

In an attempt to Californiacate a small town nessled in the hills of northeast Iowa, elders (Steve Williams, Dave Williams and Matt Pavlovich) arrived via turbojet. Under a similar decision, and decided over dopio eXpresso, elders Williams, Williams, and Pavlovich changed the name of of Charles City to Ville de Cedre, or Village on the Cedar.

Mission complete.

krab melt

Dave, Steve, Ema(ily), and I went on the prowl for an artisan pacific northwest crabmelt. Instead of spending $90 at greg's grill (watress had the body of a heavy lifter) and Anthony's(waiter clearly on some sort of barbiturate) in Bend, Oregon, we should have stayed home, applied miricle whip and imitation crab in a 2:1 ratio to a bagel and called it a day.