Sunday, November 29, 2009
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Hero of the Year:
Most Epic Crash:
Most Futile Attack:
Comeback Rider of the Year:
Most Likely to Dope in the 2010:
Today we mixed up the double loop with a few twists and turns and got the ride back up to 63 miles. The course was demanding due to a few areas of mud or soft limestone. By the time we got to Wheaton the extra effort took its toll. Kevin Half Acre (Brazos Peludos for his fan club) muscled his way all the way back to Villa Park taking his first well earned victory with six riders participating. Todd Hero and Patrick Hero rounded out the podium. Their prize was pumpkin pie watered down with Point Beer and Coffee which turned out to be every Hero's prize as we rolled in.
Friday, November 27, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Stage Two-Double Loop (92 miles) (Saturday Same Day)
Rule: Every team puts one rider in the morning break. The Strong will
chase the less strong.
Stage Three-Single Loop Team Time Trial (56 miles) (Sunday)
Rule: Top Two Riders Time counts to overall
Three Person Teams
Total Distance 155.2 miles
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Don't let the photo mislead you; Matt is not in the back. The photographer is behind him. Our race photographers are on bikes, not motor bikes.
Matt Hero needs to be recognized, not for being the strongest rider, but for riding with honor. He rides hard and he rides because he loves to ride. No excuses. Cheers.
There is a joke about Taco Bell coming up with new Menu Items every year but only one thing does not change...the ingredients. They outdid themselves with this one and came up with a Black Taco shell. I am sure 20 years ago it was the same taco year after year and then they realized Leo Burnett was charging them alot of money for nothing and now they feel like they are getting their money's worth.
In this light I think Sidi came up with their own Black Jack Taco. Looks like the same Ergo 2 with the same old ingredients: carbon soles, heel cup, techno II buckle, lorica...just new colors. Of course I do not want to criticize the lack of technological developments cause I think Matt Hero and Joe hero would look pretty cool in these Black Jack Sidi's. My only problem with the Ergo 2 in any color is they are tighter than my same size Sidi 6.6 by about an inch across the ball of the foot. I really think they should come measure some american feet and change their fit. Maybe the Tenspeed Heroes should all get the same colored Sidi's so the poor people on the Prarie Path can have one identifying characteristic to tell the police about...
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
No, Half Acre butts do not drive me nuts. Nevertheless, Half Acre Butts (and Todd's butt) were my view all too often on the Double Loop. I was hoping that hours in the saddle climbing at high altitude in Idaho would make me stronger than it did. It turns out 92 miles is difficult at 20+ miles and hour even in the relatively flat lands of Illinois. Todd, yes that Todd, generously offered to work with me as did Kevin and Zach (an all steel bike podium), but it was not to be.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Floyd Landis first claimed that his remarkable comeback (and unusual testosterone levels) was caused by the consumption “beer and whisky” the night before stage 17. I am hoping that this theory is viable -- as I am sure I and other heroes will not be able to resist consumption tonight. So Heroes beware--Landis made back almost 4 min on a steep mountain stage.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
These are the guys who thought it would be a good idea to yell into our tent. There were other things keeping us awake our first night at the Tour De France: Driving rain, parking our tent and inch and a half from the road, Luke's "kid the night before Christmas-like" excitement...
Monday, November 2, 2009
The rest of the afternoon was spent riding up the lake path on my White Merckx. This really is about the most comfortable road bike I have ever ridden. Something about that old steel fork makes it corner really well and I think adds some balance to the bike. I actually wore shorts without knee warmers today. Many people on the Lake Path were doing the same. Not sure if my efforts can be called training but I tried to get a work out for the upcoming Double Loop. We'll see if it helped this Sunday....
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Just as I was stripping off my t-shirt in order to put on my jersey, I received a text from none other than Jason Bauer. "Ride Bikes today?" read the text. “Yes,” texted I. Jason is just what I needed to up the pace (miles, difficulty), of my Sunday ride.
Jason suggested the Marina ride, a ride that we could have easily turned into a 60 miler. But during the ride he suggested Rocky Canyon. That would turn the ride in to a true loop, which is always a plus and a particular plus when the "out" of an out and back was aided by a friendly tail wind. You know as well as I do how those friendly tail winds can turn on you when you turn around.
But the Rocky Canyon loop was not all gravy, even if the road looked like gravy. Above is the section of road where my bike came to a complete stop and I fell sideways and landed on my camera. Camera weathered the fall fine (I hope).
Although the first section of dirt, the climb, was steep, slow and occasionally muddy, I found the descent to be particularly brutal. Washboard, potholes, rocks. Speaking of rocks, Jason descended like one (compared to me, who tried to descend like a feather but descended more like that thing right between a rock and a feather). Still speaking of rocks, Jason hit some and got pinch flats on both wheels. When I caught up to him he was as good-natured as ever and looked to be resigned to the long walk home. Neither of us had a patch kit. Neither of us had a, let alone two, spare tubes with long enough stems for his aero rims.
But then MacGyver, sorry, Jason proceeded to tie a knot in the rear tube. And quicker than I can install a brand knew, unknotted tube, he put the tube back on the wheel.
When that held air, he did the same to the front wheel. Then he successfully rode 5 or 6 miles home.
What did I do while Jason’s diligently worked out this act of ingenuity? I stared, open-mouthed, amazed at his positive attitude and ability to preserver. And then I stared at my shoes that no longer matched.