Wednesday, December 5, 2007

I get paid to do this.


It all happened on a Thursday last year. I had just finished my weekly faculty fun run and I was late for a date with my neighbors to the North for a race at Ciaciaro. My intention had been to change my wheels and brake pads over during school. However, things had gotten quite busy that day and I never had the time to do it. It was then that I thought to myself, “Wouldn’t it be great if I could work on my bike during work hours, get paid to do it, and have student’s benefit academically from it”.

9 months later, a few thousand district dollars in start up money, and a partnership with American Cycle and Fitness and my dream I had conceived has become a reality. The class is cleverly named Mechanics in Motion. It is specifically tailored and geared (no pun intended) towards student’s who prefer hands-on learning and display some foundational mechanical aptitude. The curriculum was written to overlap with a majority of Michigan’s standards and benchmarks in the area of Physics along with a dash of Vocational Technology.


The student’s textbook is the Barnett Bike Mechanic Manual. We spend most of our time in the class building boxed bikes for ACF, repairing student/staff personal bikes, learning how the laws and principles of Physics relate to bike racing and the progression of technology within the industry, and of course cleaning and tuning my personal bikes.

Most of the student’s have become sincerely engaged in the content of the class and have demonstrated an increased interest in the sport outside of the classroom. Most recently, we have come in contact with Back Alley Bikes (a non-profit bike co-op organization out of downtown Detroit) and plan to take a field trip before the holidays to assist in building children’s bikes for their bike giveaway during Christmas.

Most would describe my student population as “at risk” students. Many of them come from very broken homes that are suffering very much from poverty as well as underlying psychological problems. I would like to think that this class serves as a therapeutic outlet for the student’s anxiety and frustrations. We have accepted many donation bikes from ACF and it is my hope that I will be able to provide each student with a used bike that they can keep.


Last week, we learned about Pascal’s Principle and how it relates to the magnified force that hydraulic disc brakes deliver through pressure exerted by a confined fluid. To reinforce this concept, we bled and adjusted the disc brakes on my new Top Fuel. I worked on my bike during work hours and got paid to do it, mission accomplished.

Caption Contest Winner

Having had the privilege to roll 80 miles with the Simonster this past weekend, I mentioned the caption contest to him. He was unaware of such a contest but was interested to hear people’s response.

When asked what it felt like to beat out an Olympian in the final turn at Iceman 08’, Mike humbly responded, “It felt pretty damn good”. Then a few miles later and several conversational subjects down the line, Mike came back to the thought of JHK’s Simonster-induced-error and blurted out, “Man I took out an Olympian…that’s pretty damn cool”. I couldn’t agree more.

And without further ado, the winner’s of caption contest are split even between two lucky individuals who go by the names of Alan and Syops.

Alan’s Submission:
Failure: When your best just isn’t good enough.

Syop’s Submission: Nominated primarily for its presentation and my affinity for cliché office posters.


Congratulations fellas! However, I do not know the identities of either of you so unless you identify yourselves, you will not be compensated heavily by the Finkelstein.

It also should not go unnoted that Simonster laughed pretty hard at the comment from TMS referring to JHK faking a fall in the last turn for fear of an inability to out sprint Mike.

Stay tuned for more caption contest down the road and remember…you could be a winner!

Thursday, November 29, 2007

Season Opener


Well, I did it…I ventured out to the same ole trash heap for another year. I found the same loud mouth punk kids, the same poorly running lifts, and the same set of “winter friends” to sit and have a drink with. I’m not sure when the transition happened, but it seems Mt. Holly has really become the modern day roller rink scene for teenage kids. I keep waiting for a call over the intercom in a textbook cliché cheesy disc jockey voice to say, “This next run is going out to Bobby and Rhonda celebrating thier three week anniversary of going steady…let’s slow it down for couples and backwards skaters only”. I lasted seven runs today before I threw in the towel and rushed home for White Russian night at the Stein Theatre.


Man I missed Mt. Holly

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

It’s not winter until Warren says so. Keeping the dream alive.

Royal Oak Music Theatre
Friday, December 7th 6:30 and 9:30
Saturday, December 8th 6:00 and 9:00


It’s been fifteen years running since I have been making my annual pilgrimage to the screening of Warren Miller’s yearly alpine masterpieces. Through the years I have watched how his films have become more and more commercialized and less artistic. It seems that for about seven years now I have walked out of his movies saying, “Well, it’s official, that is the last time I am giving twenty hard earned bucks away for that awful crap”. However, every time November rolls around I seem compelled to have to go.

To me, Warren Miller symbolizes a dream I once had. When I graduated from college I suffered from a severe case of reluctance to want to join the “adult working world”. Most people see this time as a beginning but I regarded it as a dreaded end. As a result, I spent about a good year or two working as a full-time snowboard instructor, bike shop rat, and professional bum. Within my first year out of the confines of university life I managed to snowboard 109 days in one season…I was living the dream and I didn’t want to give it up. At one point, I seriously considered making this lifestyle my career and perhaps even looking into graduate level ski management programs (yes, they really do exist). During my travels out west, I remember encountering so many people that told great stories of how they had been living an endless winter for 20 years running; I looked at them with adoration and envy. I remember vividly the feeling I had every morning as I took the first chair up the hill, sipping my coffee and truly realizing I did not have one care or stress. I felt blessed and I felt lucky but I knew it was unrealistic to think it could last forever. I had too many dreams and aspirations that this carefree lifestyle conflicted with.


Time passed, and for many different factors and influences, the dream diminished and eventually died. I now have a reasonable mortgage, a car payment, a Master’s Degree, a mountain of student loans, and a lawnmower that starts on the first pull every time. My house is neatly kept, I maintain a good relationship with my neighbors, my yard is always neatly groomed, I am always punctual to work, I pay my taxes, I drive my SUV, and I’m sure the dog, wife and 2.5 kids will come with due time. I have accomplished so much. In the past few years my snowboarding soirée’s have been limited to teaching bulk ski club lessons at Mt. Holly and spending more time in the bar talking about “the good ole days” than on the hill. I watch young riders who effortlessly throw inverted aerials watch me with my “old school antiquated” style as they say to themselves, “Wow look at that old dude, at least he’s still doing it”.

All of the above variables add up to why I uncontrollably gravitate to Warren Miller’s premieres each year, they remind me of a dream and a life I once had.

Tomorrow I will be making my first tracks of the season at Mt. Holly on man-made granulated ice and eventually making my way to the bar to find someone to talk to and tell stories about “the good ole days”…and I can’t wait! The snowboarding season is here.

If anyone is interested in joining me this weekend I will most likely be attending a Friday showing immediately following with hydration exercises at RO Brewery.

Santa Came Early! It’s a Christmas Miracle.


I don’t even have a fireplace…I never even heard his sleigh on my roof.

This is the first full suspension bike I have ridden since the featured beast below. It’s been a whole ten years. I’m not sure but I think FS design has improved since then.

Monday, November 26, 2007

Caption Contest: You could be a winner!

Write and submit a clever caption to this simply awesome pic…the winner will be compensated heavily by none other than myself, the Finkelstein.

Wine-er, Dine-er, 69er!!!

26inch wheel in the rear, 29inch wheel up front. Who could ask for more?

Impulse buys are the best! When I saw this beautiful 21.5inch 2008 Trek 69er look me in the face last week my immediate thought was, “You complete me”. After spending two days establishing a comprehensive eBay plan to liquidate pre-existing velo equity, she was mine.

Build Modification Plans: XTR group, Rigid Bontrager Carbon Switchblade Fork, XXX-Lite Carbon Seat Stick and Steer Stick, Possible wheel swap.


Stay tuned; I’ll post pics when the build is complete.