Wednesday, November 30, 2005

This is me in race mode. This is the only pic of me where I don't look like I'm dying. That's because the race hasn't started yet and I'm sitting on the start line trying to pop my neck. Not sure why that feels good, but it does.

This was taken at a race in warm weather, which is what you should have when you race. I'm getting ready to go race a Cyclocross race in freakin' Rhode Island in December for Chrissakes. My buddy Butthead talked me into it. I'm actually looking forward to it, mostly because we are road tripping from here in Columbia, Missouri to RI, which means I'll be passing through a lot of country I've never seen. A trip like this fits in with the dogma of this church, which is "Get your ass out there and shut the fuck up". Also, I bought myself a new pair of sunglasses for the trip. For several years now I've been stuck in this designer sport glasses mode, where I bought these really expensive shades that are very light and look great when they're brand new but then turn to shit pretty fast. So, thanks to the new movie about Johnny Cash, I had a sunglass epiphany and marched right on down and bought me a pair of Ray-Ban Wayfarers. All black, none of this tortoise shell bullshit. These have only been around since the fifties--kind of like me. These shades are dope. At first I hated Butthead for talking me into going somewhere even colder than here in the dead of winter to do a race, but now I'm thanking him. I'm going racing and doing a road trip straight into the teeth of the beast (cold-assed weather) I hate during this part of the year. This makes us both deacons in the church. Everything else is gravy. Later.


So I was trying to respond to being slandered by my buddy, whose moniker is Beefcakes, and to do it you have to be a member in good standing of blog owners anonymous. So here I am.

A bit about the name:
This blog will address many issues, but will be dominated by the topic of bike racing, because that's what I spend most of my time doing. And don't give me any of your shit about this, because in my opinion bike racing is religion and it is an effort to do all that other shit some of you may believe an educated, able-bodied man should be doing with his time. Don't worry, we'll get in to all of that soon enough. So the name has to do with the fact that my religion is bike racing and bike racing is all about gravity. Some of you may have thought bike racing was all about winning or competition or expensive adult toys or challenge or gaiety or arrested development. But you're all full of shit. We'll talk later.