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Friday, April 30, 2010

Facebook Friday! The Best Bike Advice I Ever Received Is…

With a collective millennium of racing and riding experience, The Best Bike Blog Ever asked our Facebook Fans what the best bike advice they ever received was.  What seems elementary now, once was a revelation.  Hopefully one of our fans will help you out on your next ride.  Plus, it's your chance to meet some of the like minded people like you that read The Best Bike Blog EVER*.  To become a FB fan, look for the link box in the right hand column of the blog or click here.  Thanks for reading!

The Best Bit of Bike Advice I Ever Received Is…

Harold
Cutoff jeans and a 50 mile ride?  Dont do it.  Just dont.  When cutoffs were almost “somewhat cool,”  I rode anyway, what a stupid idea that was.







Joe
Glasses outside the straps. 









Tom
Apply suntan lotion first then butt butter.  Never change the order.







Kim
Nobody's your friend in the last 200 meters.









Chris
When you're deep in the pain cave it is pretty likely that everyone around you is too. That bit of advice helps me hang in when the going gets really tough.







Leesa
LOOK at where you WANT to go, NOT where you DON’T want to go.








Kurt
"Smash the Big Ring!!!!!"







Butch
You're usualy better off ignoring advice from the guy you just lapped.









Nick
Keep the rubber side down.









Charley
Get your knees in! Stop cross chaining! Don't run those stop signs unless you’re with me and we are in a break!





Mark
If it's not fun, you're probably doing it wrong.









Rachel
Eat...or you'll bonk! Get off the front!









Jerry
Do not mix embrocation with chamois cream.







Jason
The wise T.F. gave me the obvious (to me now) insight that everybody hurts at the end of the climb...just keep pedalin'.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

101 Reasons I'm Looking Forward To Mohican 100

(The following is more or less a re-run from an earlier post, but riding comes before blogging.  I've got three days to squeeze in 5 days of work and to pack and finish cleaning/tweaking my bike for Mohican 100 '09 this weekend.  Enjoy and thanks for reading.)

I shared a beer with Floyd Landis last year at the Mohican 100 in Loudonville Ohio. There’s the picture to prove it. Still kick myself for not putting on a team jersey, mainly because my baggy shirt makes my 162 pounds look like 210 next to him. I zip tied devil horns from a Viking helmet I bought at a rummage sale to my helmet and the photo at the header of this blog appeared in Cycling News because of it. I peed on trees. Hundreds of tricked out bikes surrounded me all weekend. A buddy spent at least an hour and a half debating his tire choice while Trek’s Jeremiah Bishop and his teammates rode past our cabin for a pre-ride. My team, friends from all around Cincinnati, Louisville and Columbus shared tools, tweaked bikes and drank dark beers till well past sundown. We piled 4 guys into the truck at dawn and drove to the start. A black cat crossed the road in front of us entering Loudonville. I made the road rollout lead group split with the pros. I got a pint glass filled with Sierra Nevada at the finish line. Despite the trough of free food in the lodge, someone had a deep dish Chicago style pizza delivered to the venue. As for the race, like everyone else I spent the day covered in mud in what turned out to be the first sticky hot and humid day of the summer. I overheated between rest stops, slogged up shoe stealing mucky hills, cleaned my bike, took water cooler paper towel baths, nearly dropped out, got encouragement to continue from teammates, felt good for 5 miles, only to repeat the process over and over again for the next eight and a half hours. You could wait and watch the weather radar and make a last minute call on registration on Friday night, but truthfully there's really nothing that can happen between now and Saturday night that'll make the Mohican 100 more or less fun.

Link to confirmed riders of Mohican 100 here.