Ode to Alice Cooper

One more day until freedom...nothing but waking up...drinking coffee...riding my bike...taking a nap...and riding my bike more.


Well we got no choice
All the girls and boys
Makin' all that noise
'Cause they found new toys
Well we can't salute ya
Can't find a flag
If that don't suit ya
That's a drag

School's out for summer
School's out forever
School's been blown to pieces

No more pencils
No more books
No more teacher's dirty looks

Well we got no class
And we got no principles (principals)
We ain't got no innocence
We can't even think of a word that rhymes

School's out for summer
School's out forever
My school's been blown to pieces

No more pencils
No more books
No more teacher's dirty looks

Out for summer
Out 'til fall
We might not come back at all

School's out forever
School's out for summer
School's out with fever
School's out completely

A Little Race Anxiety

T minus 3 more days to go until the Lumberjack 100. I’m starting to go into the “what the f—k have I got myself into” mode!

After the finish of Cedar Creek, I thought to myself… Next week I will have started two hours prior to the start of this race and will probably be racing for another two more after the end.

100 miles in the dirt is a long time.

A Day of Infamy

“Success is a journey, not a destination. The doing is usually more important than the outcome”

-Arthur Ashe

This quote has become personally therapeutic for what happened at Cedar Creek today. I went into this race very hungry for a result. I was extremely attentive in all of the early developments and tried to make all the right moves to ensure that I put myself in any breakaway positions. Just after the second lap I got into a 5-man break. The majority of the teams were represented with the exception of Priority Health, South Lyon Cycles, and Essex Brass. We quickly put a sizable gap on the field and managed to hold them off for just around 62 miles only to be caught with just above 5k to go.

I could smell, taste, and feel a state title. Even as I write this, a million different scenarios are going through my head of how we could of lasted…what if we averaged .25mph faster?…what if we wouldn’t of got caught up in the confusion of a wrong turn on lap three?…what if we could of stayed out of sight for 1 more mile? However, ultimately I cannot hang my head low. I gave my best shot today and I rode the longest break I have ever been in. I threw all of my cards on the table and it just didn’t work out. Nonetheless, I feel the satisfaction of success in my journey.