I either have food poisoning, the flu, or the black plague.

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The beer hand down is a go.

Possibly the world’s first beer hand down occurred this past weekend and it went off without a hitch..
Since I have no photographic evidence of the event, you will have to rely on your imagination.
If your imagination doesn’t work, then you should simply refer to the drawing I just did;

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Power in numbers.

You know, as I was in the middle of my race on Sunday, I took a great deal of comfort in knowing that at that exact same moment, there were people ruining other people’s races all over the country.

Photo by Lindsey.

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I am a human soft serve machine.

And I just keep turning out the hits. The title really has nothing to do with today’s post, but considering the fact that it just came to me, I’ll use it anyway.
Word has come down that the cyclocross illuminati has dug its boney fingers just a little bit deeper into the world that we love so much.

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“GET OUT OF THE WAY! YOU’RE RUINING THE RACE FOR EVERYBODY!”

These words were blurted at me from an unnamed California Giant rider last year while rounding a single track corner into a wide open expanse, where if I were shoulder to shoulder with ten other people, there still would have been enough room to comfortably pass.
With that being said, I am of the opinion that bike racers tend to be real douchebags.

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The Gran Fondo, was the Gran Nondo, but I’ll write about it anyway.

I recently was presented the opportunity to attend and report back on this past Saturday’s Levi Leipenheimer Gran Fondo ride through the rolling hills of Santa Rosa, California. Initially I thought it was Levi’s Gran Fondue ride, and I was like, “Hell yeah, I’ll go”, but then when I learned that it would entail far more miles of bike riding than melted cheese and chocolate, I promptly found an easy way out.

Photo credit Charles Phoenix.
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