Tactic 1
Invent better excuses!
Tactic 2
Drop all the guys who are faster than you; BEFORE the finish line.
Tactic 3
Save all your energy; and attack ONCE, before the sprint starts.
Tactic 4
Race in a lower category.
Tactic 5
Hire someone strong enough to drop everyone, but not strong enough to drop you.
Tactic 6
Push harder on the left pedal, when it reaches the bottom of the stroke, repeat with the right pedal.....repeat......repeat.....repeat.
Tactic 7
Steal your competitors drugs (no; not to use them!).
Tactic 8
Consider taking up golf, or table tennis.
Tactic 9
Learn a daily mantra, such as, "my goal is to win the bike race; NOT, to be the most aggressive rider".....repeat....repeat....repeat.
Tactic 10
See Tactic 1
by John Brady
Monday, February 13, 2012
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Back in California
Well, I have finally escaped MABRA and am back in mostly sunny California. I almost feel guilty about not blogging for a year, but I can sum it up real quick
Raced Bahamas, won, raced all the Hincapie series, did well, raced some NRC, got my butt handed to me, raced locally, won some times, got out of the Army, couch hopped, drove across country, raced locally, won a few more times, finished a semester at sac state, got all As, raced Korea, got 2nd, plan on racing collegiate, got hit by truck.
It's great to be back. The river rides are fun and it has not been nearly as cold as back east. It has rarely even rained. I have been to the hills many times and there is so much terain that exploring turns into an adventure almost every time.
I can't wait to race collegiate! Just wish I had done it 20+ years ago, hopefully I won't be the oldest guy in the peloton, but I probably will, oh well. Unfortunately that is all I have to look forward to now racewise because getting hit by a car took me out of Tour of the Bahamas, Redlands and the Tour of Korea. I probably needed the rest anyway.
Raced Bahamas, won, raced all the Hincapie series, did well, raced some NRC, got my butt handed to me, raced locally, won some times, got out of the Army, couch hopped, drove across country, raced locally, won a few more times, finished a semester at sac state, got all As, raced Korea, got 2nd, plan on racing collegiate, got hit by truck.
It's great to be back. The river rides are fun and it has not been nearly as cold as back east. It has rarely even rained. I have been to the hills many times and there is so much terain that exploring turns into an adventure almost every time.
I can't wait to race collegiate! Just wish I had done it 20+ years ago, hopefully I won't be the oldest guy in the peloton, but I probably will, oh well. Unfortunately that is all I have to look forward to now racewise because getting hit by a car took me out of Tour of the Bahamas, Redlands and the Tour of Korea. I probably needed the rest anyway.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Escape from DC or 74 degrees
74 degrees when I woke. 74 degrees at breakfast. 74 degrees on my ride and lunch! This temperture consistancy is driving me nuts and it is starting to piss me off!
Just kidding.
I can't complain. I saw Jared Nieters post on Facebook complaining about the humidity here in the Bahamas, it quickly got 22 pissed off responses from people in MABRA who are getting another bout of snow. Mimi Newcastle tried to jinx me, and I thought it had worked when I arrived at Reagan and saw almost all of the flights out were canceled but a few because of the snow. Luckily mine was a go.
I guess I could complain that when I woke it was 74 f outside and the repetition of the waves lulled me into such a lazy sleepy state that I did not feel like training. It is wonderful here. I don't ride the rollers or trainer, I always head out the door and ride in the cold and snow until my lips crack and stuff, so this is kind of my reward for suffering the elements.
The Tour of the Bahamas is really the Tour of the Nassau or even more correctly, The Tour of the West Side of Nassau.
The people here are mostly friendly, except for our drunk cab driver from the airport. He was all over the road, it was terrifying! At on point when he was passing a bus into the land of an oncoming dump truck I put my cycling helmet on. When he noticed he flipped out. When we drove down the long dirt road to where we are staying at Casa La Caya several doge were barking at us on the other side of a fence while happily wagging there tails. When the cab driver saw them he yelled "Wait!" and with a strong accent said "I need to see what these dogs thinking". We just wanted to get out of his broke down cab. Then he said "No need to worry, your with me".
My training ride today was sort of random. I just picked a direction and road until I reached a beach or the road ended, then I would head another way. I had no concerns about getting lost because I am on an island. Here every thing is beutiful or sounds cool. The prison even has a name that makes it sound like a great place to stay "Her Majesty's Prison's". The picture on the prison sign looks like the criminals are housed in condos.
What is funny is I was reluctant to go because of money things but Jared and Eli talked me into it. Turns out, the round trip ticket was only $268 dollars! That is crazy! My last vision of DC is below.
Just kidding.
I can't complain. I saw Jared Nieters post on Facebook complaining about the humidity here in the Bahamas, it quickly got 22 pissed off responses from people in MABRA who are getting another bout of snow. Mimi Newcastle tried to jinx me, and I thought it had worked when I arrived at Reagan and saw almost all of the flights out were canceled but a few because of the snow. Luckily mine was a go.
I guess I could complain that when I woke it was 74 f outside and the repetition of the waves lulled me into such a lazy sleepy state that I did not feel like training. It is wonderful here. I don't ride the rollers or trainer, I always head out the door and ride in the cold and snow until my lips crack and stuff, so this is kind of my reward for suffering the elements.
The Tour of the Bahamas is really the Tour of the Nassau or even more correctly, The Tour of the West Side of Nassau.
The people here are mostly friendly, except for our drunk cab driver from the airport. He was all over the road, it was terrifying! At on point when he was passing a bus into the land of an oncoming dump truck I put my cycling helmet on. When he noticed he flipped out. When we drove down the long dirt road to where we are staying at Casa La Caya several doge were barking at us on the other side of a fence while happily wagging there tails. When the cab driver saw them he yelled "Wait!" and with a strong accent said "I need to see what these dogs thinking". We just wanted to get out of his broke down cab. Then he said "No need to worry, your with me".
My training ride today was sort of random. I just picked a direction and road until I reached a beach or the road ended, then I would head another way. I had no concerns about getting lost because I am on an island. Here every thing is beutiful or sounds cool. The prison even has a name that makes it sound like a great place to stay "Her Majesty's Prison's". The picture on the prison sign looks like the criminals are housed in condos.What is funny is I was reluctant to go because of money things but Jared and Eli talked me into it. Turns out, the round trip ticket was only $268 dollars! That is crazy! My last vision of DC is below.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Tri State Ride
According to Ryan DeWald all you need is three states touching each other, ride your bike in them and you got yourself a tri state ride. It was funny when he said it.
Like most days I went to work super duper early and got it out of the way. Then I went to my usual starting point in Unison. Went up and over Snickers Gap (without turning left on Mt Weather and proceeded to West Virginia by way of some dirt roads and Kabletown. The statue above is out in the middle of no where in front of an old boarded up building that is in front of a Freddy Kruger looking factory.
Bunches of roads meander along the Shenandoah, the one above is between HWY 9 and 340.
Sometime between these two pictures I got a phone call. I thought it was my friend back in California who is having hard times. I asked him if he was riding and he said he had been riding the mountain bike for a while but was just switching back to the road bike. When he said he had been racing since December I suddenly realized it was DeWald and not the guy from California. The whole time we talked he just agreed with me even though I am sure he had no ideal what I was talking about!
You can't really tell because my photo taking abilities are inconsistent but the tree above has about 50 blue bottles slid onto the branches for some reason. Some kind of West Virginian art maybe.
I have ridden past the building above and the train tunnel below quite a few time, but on the other side of the river from this part of Harper's Ferry. I just recently started exploring this side. Pretty cool stuff - and some steep climbs.
C & O canal near Harper's Ferry
Like most days I went to work super duper early and got it out of the way. Then I went to my usual starting point in Unison. Went up and over Snickers Gap (without turning left on Mt Weather and proceeded to West Virginia by way of some dirt roads and Kabletown. The statue above is out in the middle of no where in front of an old boarded up building that is in front of a Freddy Kruger looking factory.
Bunches of roads meander along the Shenandoah, the one above is between HWY 9 and 340.
Sometime between these two pictures I got a phone call. I thought it was my friend back in California who is having hard times. I asked him if he was riding and he said he had been riding the mountain bike for a while but was just switching back to the road bike. When he said he had been racing since December I suddenly realized it was DeWald and not the guy from California. The whole time we talked he just agreed with me even though I am sure he had no ideal what I was talking about!
You can't really tell because my photo taking abilities are inconsistent but the tree above has about 50 blue bottles slid onto the branches for some reason. Some kind of West Virginian art maybe.
I have ridden past the building above and the train tunnel below quite a few time, but on the other side of the river from this part of Harper's Ferry. I just recently started exploring this side. Pretty cool stuff - and some steep climbs.
C & O canal near Harper's Ferry
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