It's been a while since I've posted. Mostly cause I'm a lazy bastard, but also because...let's just leave it at I'm lazy. It's been a bunch of months since I last posted but everything is pretty much the same as it was then. If I'm not at work trying not to laugh at the latest proposed schedule then I'm on my bike. Racing has started again though and that has provided the impetus to jump start the blog.
Saturday I made the mistake of allowing Pruitt to talk me into doing Ronde Ohop. Don't let his 'I'm a nice friendly father of two sunglasses rep' exterior fool you. That man is responsible for all that is evil in the world. Ronde Ohop in particular. If I cut straight to the chase I got a rather unimpressive ninth out of twenty-odd starters. Now comes the part of the post where I make excuses for why I didn't win. Little known fact, but in addition to that 30 points required to upgrade from a cat 2 to a cat 1 thing, the only other requirement for becoming a cat one is that you solemnly swear to provide at least three excuses...pardon me three reasons, three explanations for why you didn't win any given race.
Without further ado,
1.) The sun was in my eyes.
2.) Kenny was there and his hair gives him magical powers.
3.) I got boxed in in the final sprint.
OK, there's my three, but given that it was cloudy and rainy all day, the sun in my eyes excuse doesn't hold much water. Also, Kenny wasn't there, and I don't think that any group had more than two finishers by the end, the whole boxed in at the sprint thing isn't going to fly either. On the bright side, I did have a few mechanicals. After lap three of 20 I couldn't get into my big ring, and I had to stop twice to fix my brakes (the first time after rolling straight through turn one despite having my levers pulled all the way to the bar). I know, I know, what kind of a sissy wants to slow down in a race; the idea is to go faster. Generally that's true but when turn one is at the end of a downhill and takes you through a big pile of gravel and mud it's a good idea to shed a little speed. After getting gapped off when I couldn't stop, I kinda lost my motivation a bit and just rolled the last half (that's bike racer lingo for I turned into a little bitch).
I thought that last season I peaked a bit early. I was doing well up through Walla Walla (late April), and then I wasn't able to put together any good results until the Lake Washington Velo series (late summer), and that was more luck than fitness anyway. The luck being Todd Herriott saying hey, you want to win this one? Let me drag you around the course for 8 laps and then lead you out into your pathetic slow motion sprint. I of course said that sounds nice, and then proceeded to suffer like a dog as he dragged my big butt around the course. This was compounded by the fact that my big butt is a solid foot above his little one so my lower calf got a nice draft but the rest of me was SOL. That and Todd puts out 500 watts before he starts to sweat.
I also started racing the track which provided valuable entertainment to everyone in the stands
I've intentionally tried to avoid coming into the early season too hot again, and judging by Ohop I'm doing a fine job of going slow. We'll see how going from my 105 equipped, fully fendered rain bike that won't shift or stop on a bumpy muddy dirt trail to my brand spankin' new Dura Ace decked out Madone (sans fenders) on an actual road works out. I'm guessing I'll still be slower than I want to, but in theory I want to be slower than I want to right now.
That makes my head hurt.
And remember, Michael Pruitt is the source of all the evil in the world. Anton (the Pleasure) Jackson and Todd (the Punisher) Herriott realized this before I did and have started the pre-season with a bout of psychological warfare by emailing him with tales of how they are planning to crush his body and spirit this season. Pruitt counters by questioning what a man who garnered 12th place at the US Pro national championships last year is doing talking trash to a 36 year old father of two that trains two hours a week, and what a man who refers to himself as 'The Pleasure' is doing...wait--who refers to themselves as "The Pleasure?"
Honestly.
See you fools at Mason next week.
-j
Saturday I made the mistake of allowing Pruitt to talk me into doing Ronde Ohop. Don't let his 'I'm a nice friendly father of two sunglasses rep' exterior fool you. That man is responsible for all that is evil in the world. Ronde Ohop in particular. If I cut straight to the chase I got a rather unimpressive ninth out of twenty-odd starters. Now comes the part of the post where I make excuses for why I didn't win. Little known fact, but in addition to that 30 points required to upgrade from a cat 2 to a cat 1 thing, the only other requirement for becoming a cat one is that you solemnly swear to provide at least three excuses...pardon me three reasons, three explanations for why you didn't win any given race.
Without further ado,
1.) The sun was in my eyes.
2.) Kenny was there and his hair gives him magical powers.
3.) I got boxed in in the final sprint.
OK, there's my three, but given that it was cloudy and rainy all day, the sun in my eyes excuse doesn't hold much water. Also, Kenny wasn't there, and I don't think that any group had more than two finishers by the end, the whole boxed in at the sprint thing isn't going to fly either. On the bright side, I did have a few mechanicals. After lap three of 20 I couldn't get into my big ring, and I had to stop twice to fix my brakes (the first time after rolling straight through turn one despite having my levers pulled all the way to the bar). I know, I know, what kind of a sissy wants to slow down in a race; the idea is to go faster. Generally that's true but when turn one is at the end of a downhill and takes you through a big pile of gravel and mud it's a good idea to shed a little speed. After getting gapped off when I couldn't stop, I kinda lost my motivation a bit and just rolled the last half (that's bike racer lingo for I turned into a little bitch).
I thought that last season I peaked a bit early. I was doing well up through Walla Walla (late April), and then I wasn't able to put together any good results until the Lake Washington Velo series (late summer), and that was more luck than fitness anyway. The luck being Todd Herriott saying hey, you want to win this one? Let me drag you around the course for 8 laps and then lead you out into your pathetic slow motion sprint. I of course said that sounds nice, and then proceeded to suffer like a dog as he dragged my big butt around the course. This was compounded by the fact that my big butt is a solid foot above his little one so my lower calf got a nice draft but the rest of me was SOL. That and Todd puts out 500 watts before he starts to sweat.
I also started racing the track which provided valuable entertainment to everyone in the stands
I've intentionally tried to avoid coming into the early season too hot again, and judging by Ohop I'm doing a fine job of going slow. We'll see how going from my 105 equipped, fully fendered rain bike that won't shift or stop on a bumpy muddy dirt trail to my brand spankin' new Dura Ace decked out Madone (sans fenders) on an actual road works out. I'm guessing I'll still be slower than I want to, but in theory I want to be slower than I want to right now.
That makes my head hurt.
And remember, Michael Pruitt is the source of all the evil in the world. Anton (the Pleasure) Jackson and Todd (the Punisher) Herriott realized this before I did and have started the pre-season with a bout of psychological warfare by emailing him with tales of how they are planning to crush his body and spirit this season. Pruitt counters by questioning what a man who garnered 12th place at the US Pro national championships last year is doing talking trash to a 36 year old father of two that trains two hours a week, and what a man who refers to himself as 'The Pleasure' is doing...wait--who refers to themselves as "The Pleasure?"
Honestly.
See you fools at Mason next week.
-j
posted by Jamie Stangeland at Monday, February 26, 2007
13 Comments:
We'll have to have a bloggers united meeting to see if we can accept you back in the "Club" you've been away so long.
But, I think you'll be ok as you offended as many people as you could in that post....Welcome back.
Speaking of the back, I'll be there at Mason Lake if you want to join me ; -)
That way we can go fast when it counts!
Dude, you had to fix your "breaks"??? Next thing you know you'll be riding on the "rode." All that Ivy League education....oh yeah, you were on crew. Welcome back!
yeah... you missed one helluva tt course while you out breaking your equipment at IHOP. It had Stangeland written all over it.
OK Stoked. Homphones mess me up. I'm an engineer, not an editor.
They teach spelling in the first grade so everyone will know how to do it, while aerodynamics and propulsion and other Boeingy things are reserved for the select few. Spelling is not an either/or part of an equation. (Ok, I admit, for most cycling bloggers, it's not ANY part of the equation.)
YAY!!! I just about fell off my couch when I saw you're back. I stopped checking months ago!
Ummm, didn't you use the "no brakes" excuse just a few weeks ago on a team ride? I thought you fixed that problem...
Keep up the blogging, I always need an excuse to delay getting on the trainer ("I will go do those umpteen intervals just as soon as I make sure all is good in the cycling blog world...")
I've never raced against you until this wknd - I'm not impressed. In the closing efforts of Mason 1, one of your mates yelled "All you Jamie!" (or something of the sort) as a prompt for you to throw down a solo effort as you left the pack in your wake - for 4th place mind you. Were you disappointed when you had your d*ck knocked in the dirt *after* you looked at me, said "Oh. Hey, I guess that's me." and then tried to "take off"? Dude please, we ate you up like a stack of hotcakes. Sure, you're trying *not* to come into the season hot, but don't mouth off like you're some crazy superstar. Just shut your cakehole, ride your bike and stop being a punkass. Flames on the frames? Pah-lease.
See you next week, "fast guy"...hope you make the top 20 this time.
Pruitt - is your team doing anonymous blog commenting again??? Be nice to Jamie. He gave his early season form to Lang this year.
Anonymous,
Don't be shy,say what you think.I hope you can back it up. Or is that why you didn't give us your name? You don't want everyone to see you're all talk.
Sounds to me like Jamie was just goofing off, like the Punk he is, after all he did win a few races last year.
Hey Anonymous, you must be new, so here's a little secret for ya: Nobody cares about Mason Lake results. And Jamie is one of the nicest guys you know.
But hey, apparently YOU made the top-20 at ML, so I guess YOU are the new superstar. I bow to you (if only I knew who you are, tough guy...)
I am kind of insulted anyone would think that anon is myself or anyone on my team. His posts lack the panache, typos and biting wit you've come to expect from a PruDog post. Plus, I proudly proclaim ownership of all PruDog Products, and never post as "anon" (unless Blogger2 is on my back).
And besides, my guys were to busy dropping Jamie to be able to keep an eye on him like that.
Zing.
And finally I am sadly only responsible for about 1/4 of the world's evil. I've fallen way behind on my evil production quota since Ohop went from 2 races and a series to just season opener. But I promise to try to produce closer to my allotted share in '07.
I guess anonymous is in for a rude awakening when he gets on the wrong end of a Strangelegs attack. I remember last year at Mason Lake #3 when he bridged to Tubbs and Denk and I literally could not close the two lengths to his rear wheel and was left in the dust gasping.
Did you not notice the photo on Jamie's blog of him sprinting in the lead group at Enumclaw? Have you raced against Symmetrics before? Do you have any class at all? You can still apologize and remain anonymous.
Anonymous coming down on Jamie with the acidic cat clawin additude! Does this guy get to be an elitest pr*ck w/o backing it up with umm, a notable result of his own?
Good to have you back blogging always an entertaining read. BTW not the same anonymous just too lazy to think of a "cool" name
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