some more racin'...

The racing this weekend was pretty good. First, got a chance to watch the live-video feed of the IM World Champs that took place in Kona, while dissecting all things swim-bike-run over a couple beers with my buddy Ryan. So that was cool, I kinda felt like a lot of those people who go over to their friends' homes to watch 'the game' every Saturday or Sunday...

Then Sunday brought on some really hard cyclocross racing, courtesy of muddy/grassy conditions

Photo above & below courtesy of Woodinville Bicycle

I gotta say, I'm just happy my bike didn't break, as the mud & grass combo destroyed many drivetrains on the day. It was a really hard day, pedaling on that terrain was absolutely energy zapping and leg destroying....

3 laps to go!? R u kidding me!? I don't have 3 laps left in me...

And you hear me talk about the camaraderie this particular sport has, so here is a good example. After a really tough battle with each other, zero hard feelings, and we swap war stories, and enjoy a cold brew....

L to R: Randy (9th), Ryan (6th), Nick (1st... we'll get you next time!), and me (5th)

'til next time... stay tuned for more racing from Donovan as well...

The Hurt Weekend

I've had some really solid training over Memorial Day weekend, including some heavy cycling and running. The pedal-pounding pain was delivered thanks to racermate's evil (and fantastic) training tool known as computrainer. Load a real course video on one of these puppies, and you will be pedaling every single foot of every single mile you log. I'd like to think my fitness is decent, but let me go ahead and admit just how much ouch this thing dished out on me. It hurt.

Aside from the hours spent on the computrainer in the hurt garage over days, I also had an awesome LONG run with one of the my best friends. For me, it was a nice & low perceived effort for the even pace we were blasting. I'm not about to go quoting numbers or making predictions, but let's see what happens at Coeur d'Alene when the dust settles.

Additonally, Donovan and I took Theresa swimming with us on and we got our hotcakes and waffles on (as always).

Peace