The Aldrich Avenue Weekly

Well, yesterday was the first race of the season. The annual Spring Cup at Buck. wait wait, Spring Cup at Harmon Park. Buck hill will soon be no more for mt. bikers. This course is unlike the other MNSCS courses. Fast and lung burning, leg burning fun. It was looking to be a good race for the Comp/Expert class during the Sport race. However the clouds did move in and some sprinkles to start it off. But hey!!! whats the spring cup without some goofy ass weather. I was excited to see where I stand this spring. More training then ever. Well about a mile into me first lap(we did 5 5 mile laps) i lost my water bottle. Shit—I get dehidrated very easily, I was doomed. Being without water and very dusty conditions I had dirt in my throat that hurt me on the first lap. I got a new bottle from my dad start of me second lap but I could already feel the effects. It was a fast flat course and it was tough. I don’t mean to make excuses but I was so dehidrated that I was in a delerious state of mind that last lap and a half. I was seeing double. in a way i felt kinda stoned. fuck yea, gotta love it. I do have some work to do however. two weeks until the next race at Steeplchase which will be back to good ol’
climbing and more climbing. gonnta take today off then back in the saddle and tomorrow morning. I think ballbag and I are going to Lebanon Hills and ride for a few hours. So last night was Kubi’s birthday. Ripe ol’ age of 28. Happy B-Day chris. We went to Halftime Rec and drank a shit ton of Guiness and some car bombs. All in all we were all pretty lit up by the time we left for home. Brie smacked my glass outta my hand, broke on the ground, and cut open her leg. So yea, we pretty much left after that. Came home and then decided to drink a
wine. Not a good combo with a belly full of
guiness and shots. Got some good pics of that up too!!! Yup, Brie’s back from her 4 month trip to Costa Rica. Nice to see her again. already had some hilarious nights. Should be a good night tonight. A bunch of wine, beer, some bean bags, and possibly a bonfire. Nothing like being with good company and good liquor. Relationships are such an interesting thing. They go up, down, left, right, and everything else in between. Ya think its all good in the hood and bam, you’re feelings take a 180 degree turn without even planning on it. Trial and error you could say. I dunno, its just been on my mind these past few days. Figuring out what I want in a relationship. Interesting shit. Ya dig deep to find out what you do and do not want. Funny thing, those relationships. Well, peeps are starting to show up so I’m off folks. Hope y’all had a good weekend. I know I did. Nothing like barely being able to stand up after riding you’re ass off for two hours. Time to DRINK. check y’all on the flip side. Love. Peace. and Bicycle grease.

Bicycling season is in full swing folks. I’ve been pounding out the miles every day I can. I am a Comp level mt. bike racer in the Minnesota State Championship Series. Basically that means I’m in the 3rd highest of 4 levels in our series. I’m happy to say I’m not one of those sandbagging son’s of bitches that are too "cool" to race expert cause they wanna win. Or too much of a pansy ass to move up from Sport for the same reason. BALLS. You know who you are you crazy bastards. Not me…I like pain, especially on a bicycle. I’m that guy finishing middle to back of the pack suffering from a hangover and ready to rock it out. This year is a new year however. I’ve always told myself I’m gonna be better this year with no avail. This year is going much better. With just under 400 miles in last month(and a full time job) I’m happy to say its about 3 weeks from my first race and I’m pretty stoked. A new attitude and a new kick ass look I think it’ll be a new and exciting year. I’m also attempting my first solo 24hr. mt bike race. That’s not until August. Thats the new jersey for this summer. A Pink Floyd "Division Bell" jersey. One of my all time favorite bands and I’m not on Erik’s team this year, so I needed a new jersey. Lately I’ve felt like I’m the guy that has to initiate something to do with my "friends". Why do I always have to make the phone call to do something. Making a phone call you you’re friend shouldn’t feel like an obligation. I dunno, its been on my mind. I made some calls this past weekend to longtime friends and didn’t get a call back. Thats the other thing. Is it so hard to return a fucking phone call? Cripes. It bugs me. I mean, you get my voicemail, when I get one I get a lightbulb in my head "huh, maybe they wanted to talk to me". Ah fuck it. Anyways, today the sun was out and it didn’t rain all day for the first time in 4 straight days. Well, it did for a bit this evening. I got in a coooooooool 3 hrs. and 50 miles today. I felt a little tired at the 2hr. mark, but had a powerbar and was set. That makes 75 miles so far this week. Good stuff. I went out for 2 hrs. on Sunday in the rain. It was fun but a pain in the ass to clean today. It was worth it though. I started putting back together the old Kona today. I figure I’ll build up my old bike for friends that wanna come ride with me. All I need is a front fork. Should be a good week of sortakindaonlyslightlystress at the shop and great riding. Oh yea, the old Shoreview Erik’s crew is getting together Sunday night at Chino Latino in Uptown. I’m sure there will be very stupid drunk tricks going on that night. Cant’ wait. WORD.. Love, Peace, and Bicylce grease.