I don't want to start Windows vs iMac wars but let me just say that my first experience in trying to off load DV to my iMovies was horse cockey. I mean, this supposed wunderkind of media arts couldn't even detect my Sony cam corder via USB. My WInXP machine sniffed it out as soon as I slapped that beeatch in and the free Windows Movie Maker software was brainlessly simple to use. What a galactic let down. I bought that fricken thing for purposes like this. I'm buying a Vista machine. Screw this Mac sheeit. My iPod just shit the bed too (hard drive implosion) so I am just pissed at Apple at the moment. Screw 'em.

Anywhoo, I want to do crappy videos like this. This is what I ripped from my session last season I gave to some of the RM'ers just getting into CX. I gave 'em barrier work lessons and we did repeats around my prop barriers. Fun. Anyways, more to come this season.

Folks, so sorry for the weak amount of postings. I have been incredibly busy with work and just not motivated at all to say much of anything. I will try and get some good stuff going on soon but need to get on a bike and sweat a bit. Hotel spin bikes suck but training on the road is what it is.

More this week then a break.

Not to be confused with NAMBLA. I wish I were at the North American Hand Made Bicycle Show back in my 'ol Left Coast home. My boys Mike and Paul are showing their sexcellent wares again this year. Last year Mike unveiled his 9'er to great accreditation (see photo from last year Mike sent me). Mike's billet-ing (note the stays on this bike) is insane and now being leveraged by other frame builders as he is a mechanical engineer and he leverages 3D CAD's to have all parts CNC'd robotically. I wish I were there to support him this year!

I'm sure all you bike sluts have wasted your lunch breaks eyeballing CyclingNews' coverage of the NAHMBS and seen Vanilla bicycles Speedvagon....and it is SICK. It's a 1X1 cross bike but note the details such as the seat post extension to the frame with the canti cable being routed through. So many intricate details. Yummy. Sacha's got to throw some Dugast's with that creamy white sidewall on this beauty though. These Tufo's look bunk. (Photo from www.cyclingnews.com).

The bike that stole my heart due to it's simplicity is this Richard Sachs. I can't get over it. It is so clean that it is obsessive for me to look at (or rather for me to STOP looking at). I think I want to hump it a little. Hump. hump. (Photo from CyclingNews.com).

I'll continue to day dream for now about hand made bikes.

Hump.

Hump hump.

Glorious. The Republic I thought I lived in is back. Maaaaaybe 5 or 10 degrees warmer but absolutely gorgeous. Sun warming muscles on long rides. Today we had a mass of RM-Izze's show up at Amante. The woman's team showed up in force for Couch's echelon and pace-lining clinic. We helped out for a bit then we split off from the clinic and threw down. We rolled fast for a while and then decided to recon Boulder Roubaix and the course was in great shape. I got the Boonen like visions out there today. Very little mud believe it or not on the course. Longman, Bobby, Hix, Sharpe, and Neeeeequette laid wood on each other. Sorry about all the attacks guys. You helped me get my intervals in and the suffering in the sun was so sweet. Painful yet sweet. Longman, you impressed.

Yesterday in anticipation of this weather, my big man got his upgrade. B-Money Dwight from BCS hooked up my boy with this Scott he's been eye-balling. He, Dwayne....everyone made him feel like a total Rock Star with the pro treatment. The bike was prepped and waiting for him and they had it staged in like the middle of the shop awaiting him right next to a Scott Addict SL and some other eye candy. Rad. Thanks guys.

Of course, with Daddy washing his bikes today apres ride, the boys in the 'hood had to get in on the act. Got to teach 'em young to take care of the equipment (yes I am rubbing of my anal retention uber-young to take care of their sheeit and some day line up ot their races with some of that sparkling fresh bar tape. Mmm. Fresh bar tape).

On the road again this week. Hotel gyms await me and I'll again be attempting to avoid the cocktails with the schmoes who actually enjoy being away from their real lives. I hit my stopwatch when I get on the plane and stop it when I hit DIA.