Friday, September 18, 2009

cyclocross?

Time to de-rust the bike. I really need a new cross bike. I think I can scrape out one more season from ol' silver. I better. Though I will be avoiding Almonte as the bike is guarantied to die there. Otherwise, work. I get up, ride out to Chelsea, work, then ride home. Pretty good. On days like today where I was out a little too late and it looks like rain, I drive. Heading to Hamilton for Valley Park Cross this weekend for a retro road trip with Shawn and Steve. Well, Steve is not actually road tripping with us, but meeting us there. I'm pretty pumped. Racing is going to hurt though. Better get a move on.

Friday, September 11, 2009

busy

Got back. Got sick. Got better. Rested at the cottage. Started working.
Up at Kevin and Sheri's helping them with a few projects and renos, been pretty good. De-rusted the cross bike to prepare myself for the season. Even been riding the bike up to work from time to time. With powercranks, it turns into a hurtful commute. Not much else to report really, gotta make some money, find a team for next year and start everything over again. Cheers.

Friday, September 4, 2009

Home

After a long trip, with several adventure I made it. Unfortunately, my luggage did not. Well, my bike did. You see, we left Nice late. And therefor I started my cyclocross training by running the length of the Frankfurt airport in sub 15 min to catch my flight to Ottawa. It was tight. Of course, the baggage was unable to match my pace, but the oversize baggage must have come off the plane first. Got home, said some hellos, did a little tour. And then got sick. Woke up at 3am this morning, dozed lightly from then on until sun-rise feeling a little off with a headache and stomach. Emptied out the stomach, slept some more and am starting to come around now. Its good to be home, I missed this place. Almost have a cell phone set up, so will start calling people soon.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Finale

Final post from France, for this season. The last 2 days have been hectic, with moments of peace filling the gaps. You realize how comfortable you have become in a place when you truly live there, and then try to pack. Two days of packing, cleaning, goodbyes, and last minute errands. Barely even a chance to ride a bike, but a few goodwill deeds to fill in the gaps. Last night happened to also be teamate Ed's last in France, so we all hit the town (a relative term in small town rural France) for a delicious supper out. Good food, good wine, and good company and a little bit of bubbly at home left us all with a good taste in our mouths and fond memories. Today I spent some time building Yannick (our host and manager) a new bike out of his many as most were lying in disrepair. A gesture well worth the effort. Today we'll head back out for food, as our fridge is empty and our hosts here have a hankering for some Chinese food. All that remains is to pack the last bits into the carry on baggage, and a mildly early trip to the Nice airport. How time has flown. I'd like to thank everyone for following along again, and can't wait to see many of you. But a special thanks to those who have helped to support my season (again): Pete of Stevens, Vince of the Cyclery, my folks, and the multitude of others who have helped make this work. Rest assured, I've learned, I've lived and will be back to fight another day. Ciao.
Sandy