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.

Kickball Season Opener: Freeballers get Mauled by the Sex Panthers!

In 4th grade I dominated the Kickball Scene. Although I attended a small parochial school, I still showed the potential to play in the big leagues. Unfortunately, due to 5th grade mandates on recess time, my career was short-lived. After a twenty-year hiatus, I was finally recruited to a reputable team and placed in the avenue for a triumphant return. As any true superstar would do, I brought a beautiful entourage to the field with me; Angela and her good friend Lauren have also been drafted to our elite group.

The Team: Sex Panthers by Odeon (We’re sponsored)
The Objective: Ballistic Domination


Last night was the season opener for the Co-Ed Oak Park Recreational Kick Ball League. We played a double header against The Freeballers in which we posted a respectable win in the first game, and a mercy in the second. The opposing team left last night with their free balls between their legs and cowering in humiliation.

The Wolverine Cannon Just Kept Firing!

This Thursday's Ciaciaro race provided for a fine Wolverine showing. If you were not a WSC teammate this night you simply had front row seats to “The Wolverine Show”…and you may have paid full price for your seat but you only needed the edge! In a nutshell: John Talbot won the B race in true Champion form, Kelley Patterson also snagged a 3rd with a dominant field sprint that screamed Aerosmith’s “I’m Back in Saddle Again!”

In the A race, the WSC squad boasted an impressive finish claiming 1st, 3rd, 4th, and 7th. Dan Klein and Scott Kroske (The Horsey Power Enigma Wonder Boy) joined by Vince from Maple Leaf Cycling, kept the field struggling and frustrated trying to catch the juggernaut trio. In addition, the WSC squad dominated all of the primes. The goal was to always have a Wolverine off the front the entire race, and that is exactly how it played out. Big props to every WSC member that helped execute this plan. By the end of the humid two hours the field resembled 2 boxers in the final round swinging hopelessly. Capitalizing on the weary riders, Ray D. got the magic mirrors out, pulled “The Ray” and rode away like a majestic cowboy to claim 4th.

Wolverine Placings:
1. Dan Klein
2. Scott Kroske
4. Raymond Dybowski
7. Tim Finkel

This Week's Recipient of the “Who Cares. I’m Flying Award” is a Two-Way Tie!
1. Dan Klein for exhibiting that he is finally firing on all cylinders again.
2. Scott Kroske for realizing that he can ride a break and make moves; not just follow wheels and sprint.
Congrats!

The Cyclists Way of "Evening Up"

So this season I decided that I am tired of being embarrassed every time I take my shirt off in a “non-velo” environment where people are not used to seeing two-colored individuals. When you spend 2-6 hours a day on the bike throughout the entire summer in the same cut jersey, you are liable to develop some interesting tan lines. I have been two distinct colors for the past several seasons(mocha and egg shell white). Sometimes I would glance at myself in my birthday suit quickly, and fool myself into thinking I still had a white t-shirt and briefs on.

However, this season I am committed to becoming one color. This was one of my solutions to start. The leg and arm warmers provided the necessary blockage to focus on the "problem" areas. I will keep you all posted with my progress.

No Races this Weekend!

What do "normal" people do on the weekends?