Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Ohhh Laziness...

Sooo... whats been going on since, ummm... July? Well, really not that much, at least in the form of cycling. Slowly after finding a job and getting medical coverage again, I had to come to grips with the fact that my knee was... hmmm... how would I put it... proper fucked, as the English would say, or would they.

Anyway, lots of rehab, acupuncture, chiro, physical therapy, PT, message therapy (and not in the cool way) and time off the bike. So as the has winter descended upon California, bringing temperatures down to a blistering 75 degrees, I have slowly began to get the road miles down again. Tendinitis is a pain in the ass, and although it's not all gone, I have been able to ride with out writhing in pain.

Last note on the knee thing... remember to stretch... always stretch. I rode like a jack ass until something had to give. Done.

Ok... sooo... here is my half ass attempt to get back into blogging and wasting at least some of my time writing about my adventures in cycling... and... Yes, my illusive dream of being a Wannabe Pro.

Below is just a quick pic of my new winter project. After being out on a road ride in November, I stumbled upon a cross race in Glendale... at Verdugo Park. I stood and spectated for a while, and decided that Cross looks pretty damn fun, and would like to test my skill at racing next season. So as luck would have it, a couple months later my brother bestowed upon me one of the greatest gifts one man can give to another. He gave me a bike frame... and a really sick one at that. So at the current moment I am scouring Ebay and bike buddies for parts to build up my new toy.

My Slingshot DD-X Cross Bike


So here's to yet another attempt to get this blog going again, hopefully with some more epic rides, race reports, product reviews, bike builds, and anything else cycling related that my average of 8 visitors per day would like to waste sometime reading about.

FYI... Crashed Again on the Saturday Ride... Ugghh, I kinda suck at riding, honestly.



Saturday, July 18, 2009

Spooted while cycling....


After a long hiatus from riding, I decided to test the knee out today for an easy spin. Ride not so good, but I always love the crazy things I get to see while riding around the city... Looks like someones having a really bad day.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Correction... and Add On's

I received a comment about the story, "Father and Son Grand Tour Dream Ends in Tragedy "... it was written by Stephen Box, for City Watch.

Carol Rock covered the story about the accident in Angeles Forest.

I rode the Grand Tour that same day... and lucky for my friend and I we survived it. We rode the same route with ambitions to complete the 400 Mile route. However, a brutal day of heat and wind cut us down to completing the low-land double route.

We rode this same stretch just hours before... in fact we finished at 10pm that night. It makes me sick to think that 3 hours after we finished, a father lost his life doing the thing he loved most. Riding his bike with his little boy.

I have been the victim of driver carelessness time and time again... I have been lucky and despite being hit 3 times I have never walked away with more than a few scrapes and some broken bike parts.

This is becoming a very large problem in Los Angeles especially. The saddest part is that in almost all the online comment and in the public often the blame is placed on the cyclist.

"They shouldn't be riding in the street..."


"Riding a bike in LA is dangerous and they should be more careful..."

It is never the fault of the driver. I am shocked that the driver is not being held on a murder charge as well... after all when you drive drunk that is your mistake, and if you kill someone... then you are a murderer. It is a simple as that, even if it was a mistake... everyone knows better.
If the driver is sober its ALWAYS THE CYCLISTS FAULT. I was hit by a car when she cut through the bike lane. She hit me and my friend in front of the police.

What Happened...???

She was told to exchange information with us and our insurances could deal with it. No citation for making a right hand turn with out a signal... oh yeah... or smashing into two cyclists. It's disgusting.

Contrary to he Bike Snob NYC, I hope the fixed gear epidemic continues its ravenous course of popularity. The more riders on the road the more the city will have to be sensitive to our rights, and our chosen method of transportation.

But for now... we are the minority and you must ride as if you have no rights on the road.



Final Note... I was involved in a hit and run a few weeks ago. Took a picture of the car, after sprinting to catch up. I later made a report to the police. They asked me two questions.

  1. Are you hurt?
  2. Is there damage to the bike?

No, and No... I was really lucky and after she hit me I managed to keep the biked safe and caught myself before falling.

The Answer: "Technically, that is not an accident and would not qualify as a hit and run... if you don' have a doctors note , or damage report to the bike we cannot help in this matter"

Really, really sad... so again... RIDE AS IF YOU HAVE NO RIGHTS

RIDE SAFE but... "RIDE LOTS" - Eddy Merckx

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

The SAD reality of cycling in Los Angeles...

TWO IMPORTANT STORIES... EVERYONE SHOULD READ...

Drunk Driver Faces Murder Charges In Cyclist Death


Written by Carol Rock

Canyon Country resident Marco Antonio Valencia, 20, could be facing murder charges Tuesday when he goes to court.

Valencia was arrested Saturday morning after hitting a group of cyclists from Santa Clarita Velo who were riding on Bouquet Canyon Road, killing Joseph Novotny, 43, of Stevenson Ranch.
California Highway Patrol Officer George White said that Valencia was driving a 2001 Ford F150 truck northbound on Bouquet Canyon just south of Big Oaks Lodge at approximately 10:46 a.m. when he crossed over into the oncoming lane of traffic and struck three of the cyclists.

"Two more riders were able to evade the truck, but they hit the rocky embankment," White said. "He hit Novotny head-on."

Novotny was declared dead at the scene.

Two more riders, Rigoberto Jiminez, 53, from Saugus and George Munana, 41, of Valencia, were injured in the accident and were taken to the hospital for treatment.

Valencia initially fled, but deputies in the area of Elizabeth Lake Road were able to spot his damaged truck and arrested him.

Tom Barron, who serves on the board of Santa Clarita Velo, said that the incident has really hit club members hard.

"It's put us into a big re-think about a lot of our routes and our relationship with the motor vehicles in the area," he said, noting that Bouquet Canyon wasn't any more dangerous than other roads the club rides on a regular basis.

Barron said that Novotny was originally from Minnesota and joined the club in March, when he moved into the area from Belgium.

He said that the club is awaiting word from the family about funeral plans, but that there might be some delay because of the criminal charges that will likely be filed.

"It's still a crime scene and the wheels of the authorities are turning on that one," Barron said.
According to White, Valencia has a prior driving under the influence conviction, which allows prosecutors to charge him with murder. He will also face charges of felony DUI and is in custody at Men's Central Jail in lieu of $1.07 million.

Novotny is the third club member killed while riding and the second killed by a drunk driver. In 1993, Chuck Pontius was killed on The Old Road near Rye Canyon Road and in 2006, popular teacher Tony Estrin, who was also a longtime member of Velo, was killed by a drunk driver on Sierra Highway near Sand Canyon.

Ironically, the cyclists riding Saturday morning were supposed to make their return along San Francisquito Road, but chose Bouquet because it was cooler.

"The circumstances of this accident were extraordinary," Barron said. "He (Valencia) hit five riders and sideswiped a car. Because there was vehicular traffic, everyone was on the shoulder in a line, a little spread out, but everybody was in a big heap when it was through."

The club will discuss a tribute at the board meeting coming up next week. It is possible that Novotny's passing will be commemorated during the annual national Ride of Silence.

"The outpouring of interest from club members for the guys in the hospital is profound," Barron said. "Guys are looking at themselves in the mirror at what they should and shouldn't be doing on the road. There is a strong intent to take some action to bring awareness that we cyclists are both entitled to use the road and it's good for us to use the road. It's OK to slow down and share the road.

"It's a tragic outcome, but at the same time, this could have happened to any one of us, and that sense of mortality is really weighing heavy now."


21 years ago, Rodrigo "Rod" Armas strapped on his helmet, hopped onto his bike and set off on the LA Wheelmen's Grand Tour, an annual cycling event that starts and finishes in Malibu, drawing participants from throughout California as well the surrounding Western States. Grand Tour riders typically have an appetite for distance as is evidenced by the route options which range from the 200 Kilometer, 200 mile, 300 mile and 400 mile routes.

The Grand Tour is a fully supported event meaning that there are abundant pit stops and sag teams that patrol the route, offering everything from encouragement and refreshments to medical and mechanical support. The ride starts early on Saturday morning and riders must complete their selected route within 24 hours.

This past Saturday, Rod again saddled up for the Grand Tour, this time accompanied by Christian, his 14 year-old-son. They were among the last cyclists to check in, picking up numbers 473 and 474. Rod strapped on the same helmet he used 21 years before and the father and son team set off on the Highland Double, a 200 mile route that heads up to Port Hueneme and then turns inland over the rural, quieter and hillier back roads of Ventura County.

At around 9pm on Saturday evening, Brian Meek, a cyclist who had stopped with mechanical difficulties was in the Rincon pit stop when two cyclists rode in, stirring cheers and applause. The cyclists were Rod and Christian and they were the two last riders on the Highland Double route. Bryan reports that as Rod sat down he dropped his helmet in the dirt. "One of the guys at the stop took it from him and said he would clean it for him. The father and son were tired but in great spirits and shared some of their ‘stories’ with all of us. I listened as the father shared that he was wearing the same helmet he used 21 years ago the first time he rode the Grand Tour.

As Saturday turned into Sunday, Rod and Christian had approximately 190 miles behind them including 8500 feet of elevation gain and four very challenging hills. They were riding on the shoulder in ideal conditions. the sky was clear, there was great visibility, the roads were dry and there was a slight off shore breeze. All was well and they were within miles of rolling into the finish line in Malibu.

A SAG driver passed the father and son team on PCH and reported that all was well and that the cyclists were making good progress toward the Malibu finish.

At approximately 1:30 am, the next SAG driver came across an emergency scene with medical and law enforcement personnel at work on the two cyclists who lay on the ground at 34000 PCH. The SAG driver radioed back to the the other support teams in order to coordinate the Triple Century cyclists who would soon be riding south on PCH past the emergency scene.

Rod was pronounced dead at the scene and Christian was airlifted to UCLA Medical Center with severe and comprehensive injuries. Their bodies were crushed, their bikes were destroyed, their blood was on the road and yet there was no sign of the person responsible for the mayhem.

The LA County Sheriff's Department provides law enforcement services for the City of Malibu and they found an abandoned Dodge Ram pickup truck approximately 1 mile farther south on PCH. There was no sign of a driver.

The Ventura County Sheriff's Department deployed a K-9 unit to the scene in an effort to locate the person who drove the truck into Rod and Christian and then left them broken and bleeding on the road.

Two hours later at 3:25 am, a security guard at Zuma Bay called from the guard shack to report that he had found the suspect and the Sheriff's Department arrested Robert Sam Sanchez, 30, of Oxnard. Sanchez was transported to a hospital where a blood test was performed and then he was placed in the Lost Hills Station jail where he was charged with Vehicular Manslaughter (191.5a) vehicular DUI resulting in injury (21153a) and felony hit and run (2991a).

The story thus far is chilling and has had a significant impact on the cycling community, who for the most part, will pause for a moment as the realization that "It could have been me!" sinks in and then go back to life as usual.

But for some, this is more than a moment to mourn the loss of one of our own and the opportunity to offer condolences to the broken family left behind, this is the time to ask some hard questions.

1) Robert Sam Sanchez, the suspect who stands accused of running down Rod and Christian, has already bailed out and is at home enjoying freedom and the assumption of innocence, an assumption that will probably prevail if he has access to any decent legal representation.Sanchez was not caught behind the wheel of the vehicle, the investigation is taking place by two Deputies who are part of the traffic division of the Sheriff's Department, not the criminal division, and their Supervisor is on medical leave.What's it going to take for this investigation to be conducted with the full and enthusiastic support of the LA County Sheriff's Department? What's it going to take to get the District Attorney involved now, while the investigation is under way? (btw this is #4 of the Cyclists' Bill of Rights - "cyclists have the right to the full support of our judicial system and the right to expect that those who endanger, injure or kill cyclists be dealt with to the full extent of the law."

2) Lt. Glafkides, the Watch Commander on duty Saturday evening and Sunday morning reports that she has worked this station for 3 and half years but she has never heard of the LA Wheelmen or the Grand Tour. There were 4 Deputies on duty in Malibu that night. There were none on duty in the unincorporated areas around Malibu. The LA Sheriff's Department also handles law enforcement responsibilities for other "contract" communities such as Hidden Hills, Westlake Village, Calabases and Agoura Hills. All totaled, there are approximately 145 square miles in the area that are under the watch of the LASD.

How does the Sheriff's Department not notice the large number of cyclists rolling through the community and how is it that the Watch Commander doesn't know of such a significant event? Lt. Chew relates that he has an email from the LA Wheelmen indicating that an event would be taking place but somehow the Watch Commander never received the message nor noticed in the years prior that the Grand Tour was taking place.

3) PCH has such a horrific record of traffic tragedies and through it all, cyclists find themselves having to argue for their rights on the road. Brad House was hit from behind by a road raging motorist and flipped into the air over the car. The judge found Brad at partial fault, after all, he was in the lane!

Two cyclists, Scott Bleifer and Stanislov Ionov, were hit from behind and killed by the operator of a catering truck. This incident stirred a significant community debate that had many arguing that the cyclists were at fault for riding two abreast and in the lane.

Missing from the discourse is the simple discussion of how pedestrians and cyclists and mass transit passengers and motorists can all use PCH while maintaining some sense of balance based on equality and a guarantee that all modes of transportation will be supported.

After the deaths of Scott and Stanislov, the PCH Task Force was formed and given the mandate of reviewing safety issues for cyclists on PCH, monitoring conditions on PCH and maintaining interagency responsibility for the conditions of PCH. Velo LaGrange and the LACBC and others tout this as one of their accomplishments and yet...the PCH Task Force has gone dormant and cyclists are dying. Why, even the "Share the Road" signs are getting hit by motorists!The City of Malibu refers to the Sheriff's Department who refer to Caltrans. Meanwhile PCH remains a very busy and congested and conflicted corridor that more closely resembles a traffic sewer than a vital community lifeline.Through it all, the cycling community has to ask the hard question "What are we going to do about it?"

4) The speed limit on PCH varies from fast to faster to really fast. The exact numbers vary but range from 45 to 50 to 55. Again, the LASD refers to the State's speed trap law and throws up their hands saying, "It's state law, we set the limits based on the 85% rule." (This is the "science" where motorists vote in an opinion poll with their gas pedals)

Do we really live in communities that are so helpless? Are we not adults with some responsibility for our city, our county and our state? How is it that we tolerate such helplessness from our leadership and from out law enforcement offices?

If PCH needs to be slowed down, let's slow it down. There are 28 miles of PCH through Malibu and on this past Saturday night there were 4 Deputies on duty. Engineer a road diet, implement traffic calming technology, do something other than wring hands and wonder why people are dying!

5) The Office of Traffic Safety put the spotlight on Malibu and reported that "Malibu is #1!" Unfortunately the category was for vehicle injuries. Granted, the report from the Office of Traffic Safety is based on statistics from 2005 but unless something dramatic has changed, Malibu is left with the lingering reality that for a City of their size and with the number of miles traveled, they have been recognized by the State of California as:

#1 for vehicle injuries
#2 for alcohol accidents
#1 for alcohol related accidents for the age group 21 to 34
#1 for speed related accidents
#2 for accidents after dark

Granted, there is a motorcycle cop in Malibu who leads the County in tickets issued but unless he is going to escort me every time I ride my bike to the store, he's an anecdotal anomaly. The brutal reality is this: Malibu is a tough place for pedestrians, for cyclists and for mass transit passengers who must navigate some brutal stretches of PCH.

What are we doing to address the significant danger of the speeding motorists and intoxicated motorists that have Malibu one of the most dangerous communities in the State of California?

6) Motorists who run over pedestrians and cyclists choose to run. They do it time after time and then again. The penalty for running is better than the penalty for being drunk. This inequity in the law needs to shift.

Even worse is the simple fact that hitting a pedestrian or cyclist while sober is hardly a crime. After all, "He came out of nowhere!" is a legal defense and "I didn't see him!" is an acceptable explanation for killing and maiming.

The motorist who ran down LA Wheelmen Bobbi Fisher from behind was sober but had a dog in his lap and was distracted, resulting in a broken back for Bobbi. The motorist wasn't even cited.

The motorist who turned left into oncoming LA Wheelmen on a tandem simply said "I didn't see them." Advanced in age and with failing eyesight, the motorist lost his California license, a small inconvenience he overcame by pulling an out of state license using his vacation property as his address. He still drives to the local pub in Malibu while the cyclists slowly heal.

Putting a motor vehicle on the road is a significant responsibility and yet our leadership acts as if it is a basic right and that any effort to hold a motorist accountable is an infringement of their basic human rights.

What is it going to take for us to take the lead and to establish safety and freedom of fear as basic human rights. (btw - this is #1 of the Cyclists' Bill of Rights. Cyclists have the right to travel safely and free of fear.)

7) Ride organizers and Cycling clubs live in fear of LIABILITY. Why? For encouraging people to get off the sofa and go for a ride?

What is it going to take for "We don't need no stinkin' permits!" to become the battle cry of access to the new public space, the streets of our communities?

In fact, what's it going to take for us to shift the fear of liability and to reverse the relationship. Our leadership should be the ones grimacing and cringing and feeling the full fear of liability every time another pedestrian or cyclist is injured or killed on the public streets that they are responsible for maintaining and supervising!
Why are pedestrians and cyclists treated as 2nd class citizens when they want access to our streets? These streets belong to the public and our leadership is responsible for maintaining fair and equitable access.

Why would we tolerate anything less?

As for me, this is far from over. I'll see you on the Streets!

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Tasteless Plug...


While I should be taking free time to post on the Grand Tour result... I choose to waste your time with a tasteless plug.



On Ebay I am selling a NEW WITH TAGS COFIDIS CYCLING KIT...



Scope it out... super good deal... Nalini Size 3... Sizing chart is on there as well.



Pic and Links included of course...

EBAY LINK



FYI... COFIDIS IN THE KOM JERSEY TODAY!!!


Wednesday, June 24, 2009

400 Miles... 24 Hours...


So of course I have slipped in to yet another lull of non-posting. I hate when this happens, and I am still not in the mood today. But I thought I should update the site and my recent activities.

Currently I have been mentally occupied with the fact that my boy Steve and I will be riding the Grand Tour this weekend. It is a ride that is put on by the Los Angeles Wheelmen every year. The distances include a 200K Double Metric, Double Century, Triple Century, and a Quad Century. Of course being the idiot that I am, I convinced Steve and myself to enter for the 400 MILE distance.

We have a time cut of 24 hours to complete the distance and qualify as finishers... so the heat is on. We have laid down hour and hour of base miles and mindless hours of cycling at pace. I now sit here a few days before the event resting and trying to clear my mind as much as possible. I am confident that we will complete the distance and achieve the ultimate in bragging rights.

Short and sweet... perhaps a few more update before the event gets off, but definitely a ride report after the event.
We start at 4:30am Saturday June 27th, in Malibu. Below are some links to the routes.




"Ride Lots" - Eddy Merckx

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Motivation on my Commute...


I ride by this everytime I ride to work (52miles round trip)... I find it hilarious... it speaks volumes about the American way


Thursday, May 7, 2009

It's all about the PINK!!!


I special celebration to the greatest stage race in the sport of cycling I have retro fitted my blog a bit.
THE GIRO DE ITALIA has come to WannabePro...

I am grabbing all the essential feeds necessary to make sure you never miss any of the action. Top photo's, results, live feeds, all can be found here for the next 3 weeks.

Who will take the Pink??? Who will make the podium??? Feel free to comment on your top favs, or participate in any upcoming votes. Just one day left before the start of the Giro. Cycling fans all over the world rejoice.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

3 Great Loops in Los Angeles...


Here are a couple of my recent loops I pulled of from my house... Lots of climbing and lots of fun. If you put in the work to get out of the city, you will be rewarded with quiet mountain roads.

These are my favorite climbs in the city... Big Tujunga Canyon, Angeles Crest, and of course Mount Wilson.

Scope the loops below:




Email if anyone is down to hit these rides up...

"Ride Lots" - Eddy Merckx

Friday, April 10, 2009

A Beautiful Day in LA

Cruising down the LA River bike path


video

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

A Sad Day for Cycling...


When I got into riding my boy came over to my house, threw me a pair of shorts and a jersey and we were off. It was my first big ride around the city. That day we covered about 65miles from Hollywood to Redondo Beach and back. Being a weekend we saw lots of cyclists out and about, riding in groups, riding with friends... everyone enjoying the joy of riding their bicycle. On the ride my boy went through some cycling etiquette... how to point out potential hazards to those behind you, calling out dangers up ahead, basically teaching me how to communicate and watch out for my fellow rider when out on the road.

In the beginning I did not really see the value in this, but as I rode with more and more people I noticed all riders call out to some degree.... and actually it helps you avoid shitty things like glass in the street. I was always taken back by the overall respect that a cyclist would give one another on the road. Every time you pass someone pulled off on the side of the road, you ask them if they need help. I have stopped in the past to offer a tube to a rider with a flat, and have even been on the receiving end. In fact, one day on a dangerous mountain road, ANGELES CREST, I saw a guy get a flat and start walking down the side of the road. I was in my car, but I pulled over, loaded up his bike and drove him back home... because I knew how whack it is to be stuck in that position.

So why am I ranting about cycling etiquette, respect, and the nurturing I have found in my years in the sport? Well, I do it so that you can have perspective on an incident that changed the way I view cycling forever. Something I do not plan to let go easily.

But before I jump into that, let me first and foremost thank everyone, friend and stranger, who in time of need has come to my side and helped me. It is because of these people I am still able to climb on a bike and feel safe.

Cue the Saturday ride...

For those of you unfamiliar, my Saturday ride is also known as the MONTROSE RIDE. It starts at Descanso Gardens and heads out for a loop that ultimately ends in Sierra Madre. Its popularity is hard to match, I have seen this group swell to 150 plus pretty often. I have always been impressed by this ride and love the experience afforded to me by getting to ride along side professional riders like Tyler Hamilton, Iban Dominguez, Rashan Bahati and many more. I have done this ride innumerable times over that past two years. Although I do not ride with a crew or in a team kit, and brag about my latest VO2 max test... I have always thoroughly enjoyed participating as pack fill. On many a day when the legs feel good, I even go up to the front to really push myself.

The front of this group is not a place for the inexperienced... you are expected to understand peloton rules and etiquette. Know how to take a pull and then pull off. I have been in this position several times at this ride and at several sanctioned races, so for me it is pretty natural to be driving the front when the legs allow. The first 10 miles of this ride is just an absolute blast... those who have done it know how fun it really is. Swooping turns, small rollers and tree covered backstreets define this route.

So what happened???

Well, as we came off the climb out of the Rosebowl on to Arroyo the peloton, as usual, was stretched out and we were forming a nice paceline up at the front. I had taken one pull at the front already and I was out there again. As I finished my pull at the front I gave the customary elbow flick to my left and slowly pulled to the right to make room for the group coming through.

It was right at that moment that some asshole fancied himself Daniele Bennati in a TDF stage sprint and came up on my right side, in the gutter of the side walk. The gap was not even wide enough for a bike to pass and there was a large guard rail, blocking against going over the cliff side. Well as he came around he smashed right into the drive side of my bike and started leaning into me... as he came around he snagged my handle bars at about 35mph, and that sent me clear into the guard rail. I flipped up and over the front of the bike but luckily forward movement and a bush kept me from flying off the side. I hit the ground hard... similar to my crash at the MBGP last year. Pain shooting through my whole body, I was laying on the ground only to see the entire group fly by.



MBGP Last Year



HOLD ON DID YOU GET THAT?


The entire group flew right by me... They all saw me go down in a pretty horrific crash and NOT A SINGLE DAMN PERSON STOPPED TO SEE IF I WAS INJURED. What kind of piece of shit people are on this ride. I MEAN FOR REAL, NOT ONE PERSON? Are you going to win the race at the end? Do you get bragging rights for the shit climbs that come later on? Do you want to be the first to get to the red light at Trader Joes? I gotta keep my heart rate in zone 4, I can't stop. All I have to say is that on this Saturday, everyone made me sick to my stomach. For those of you that somehow missed that crash, I guess I can buy that... although I only give one person that credit.

I could have easily broken a bone or smashed in my skull and no one even looked back or stopped for just a quick second to see if I was OK. Oh and I have a news flash... the group isn't that fast, you want a work out you can always just ride back on.

I ended up getting back on my feet and hopped back on the bike and rode with one arm for a bit, mostly because I wasn't sure if had broken something or sprained the hell out of my shoulder. I rode through the discomfort and met up with another rider that had shown up late to this part of the ride... we decided to chase and get back on to the group. I was determined not to let one idiot ruin my Saturday ride. If it hadn't been for my new buddy Eric I wouldn't have kept going, but riding with him was motivating and got my mind off the fact that my entire left side was killing me. It took a while but we finally got back on to the ride at the perfect time, and finished off the final climbs with the front of the group.

When we reached the top of the climbs in Sierra Madre, I believe a REMAX Bicycle John's rider came up to me and said, "looks like you came out of your spill alright." Now I know what your thinking... this is where the fight broke out... sadly no. If I was just a couple years younger this guy would have eaten my chain ring. Instead I just mustered out, "good thing nothing happen to the bike." These people made me so sick that I couldn't even bring myself to really lay in to him. I think he saw the disgust in my face.

I used to feel really safe riding in the Montrose ride... but I guess since I don't know enough people nobody gives a crap if I would have smashed my face into the curb or flown over the guard rail. I know this is a big rant but this single moment has redefined the way I look at the sport... I have never ridden or done any high risk activity with such selfish people. The fact that you can watch someone get hurt and just look the other way is just gross. It doesn't even bug me that the guy that took me down didn't stop, but rather the fact that NOT ONE PERSON could give up there training ride for a couple mins and see if a fellow rider was injured or needed medical attention.

To the guy that took me down:

1. Learn to Ride

2. KARMA

I will stop here... I think my point is clear.

"When the spirits are low, when the day appears dark, when work becomes monotonous, when hope hardly seems worth having, just mount a bicycle and go out for a spin down the road, without thought on anything but the ride you are taking." - Arthur Conan Doyle


Saturday, March 28, 2009

Why Cycling in LOS ANGELES sucks...

TODAY I WAS LEFT SPEECHLESS, ENJOY....


Actually this is how Gypsy's fix a flat... really