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So, a whopping 77% of you want me to keep the blog, not including the 14%  “other” votes which pretty much said the same thing.  5% of you said to ditch it (I was expecting more, honestly).  And another 5% weren’t sure.  In the interest of full disclosure (and to make sense of the rounded-up percentages which add up to more than 100%), here’s how the votes add up:

17 votes “yes,” 1 vote “no,” 1 vote “not sure,” and 3 votes “other.”

So, January 1st, I will continue blogging.  Maybe on this site, maybe on another.  I dunno yet.  As one of the “other” votes commented, AKMoots wouldn’t make much sense.

Stay tuned…

…but I’m trying to decide whether or not to keep this thing going, so I’m leaving it up to you.

So I’m sure by now most of you know that I’m jumping the Alaskan ship and swimming for the shore that is North Carolina.  Most of you also know why, so I won’t go into great detail here on the world wide tubes.  Suffice it to say that I’ve enjoyed my time here considerably and will miss everone dearly.  The experience has profoundly effected me and it’s something I will cherish the rest of my life.  I really do hate goodbyes, so to everyone here, I give you a great big hug and a “see you later!”

Once I get my shit back in order I will do my best to continue this blog.  It’s a pretty hefty promise as much as I’ve neglected this thing lately.  My apologies.

See you later!

-Yrjo

The first ‘cross race is coming up!  I’m nowhere near ready for it.  In fact, my only goal is to not get lapped…twice.  You see, while I do ok on the road and trail, the short efforts don’t suit me very much.  I’ll just go out there and try to hang on, I guess.  Here’s the course map, which is really just a suggestion:

Keep in mind, the course can and will change depending on how many puddles the course designer finds.  Seriously, give him a course in the desert and he’ll find water to run it through…several times.  Nothing wrong with a little schmutz on your bike.  I just hope it’s not epic filth like this:

I might have results and pictures up this weekend, depending on how long it’ll take to clean the bike.

Well, looks like Summer’s over up here.  The days are getting shorter, the leaves are starting to change, it’s getting cooler, and there’s an impending sense of fear that it could start snowing at any second.  Don’t get me wrong, snow’s OK, it’s just that this Summer was far and above the one before it.  Or as I like to call it, “the Summer that never was.”  Looking back over all the saddle time I accrued over the season, I realize that not nearly enough of it came from commuting.  It’s a relatively simple 4 mile ride door to door, but for some reason I valued the 15 extra minutes of sleep or the convenience of the car over a relaxing ride to work.  Last year, I lived twice as far away, but commuted twice as many days.  I think it’s because there’s really not much to see on my current route besides the occasional homeless guy sleeping on a bench, broken glass, construction, inattentive motorists, and sometimes other cyclists.  Before, my route took me through almost half of the Campbell Creek trail and up Rabbit Creek road (or down if I was going to work).  I guess proximity to work isn’t as important as the quality of the commute.

Along with the changing of the leaves, comes the beginning of another ‘cross season.  If you’re around APU Wednesday at 6:30 (September 2nd), be sure to check out the Cyclocross Clinic at the Moseley Sports Center.  It’s a great way to learn the rudimentary cyclocross skills like dismounting, mounting, barriers, etc.  And best of all, it’s free!  So like any free clinic, you’re sure learn something, and some of you might walk outta there with an ache in your nether parts.  I sure hope to be there!  I’m hoping to learn how to do this:

Bang pow!

Or possibly this:

But knowing me, I’ll more than likely do this:

Epic faceplants or not, it should be a good time.

-Yrjo

Might have posted this one already, but if not….here you go.

After a week of stewing and bitching, I’m finally (mostly) over the quagmire that was the Tour of Anchorage.  Don’t get me wrong, it was a resounding success as far as stage wins goes (four out of five); but the team placed all its eggs in my basket and I dropped it.  I really hate letting people down.  Lots of crazy shit happened that weekend: shredded wheel, stolen bike, rain, more rain, and a really awesome guy we brought on at the last second on the podium (ok maybe that last one wasn’t so crazy).  At least I got all the bad juju out of my system that Sunday by lapping the field.  What’s that?  They didn’t chase because I wasn’t in contention?  Don’t harsh my mellow.

Now that the road season is pretty much over up here, cylocross can FINALLY begin.  Check out the flyer here.  I’m only doing the first 3 races since I’ll be heading down South.  Bruce, if you’re reading this, I’ve got 2 words:  Summer Cyclocross.  Six races isn’t nearly enough.  Seriously, I’ll even let you take all the credit.  Unless it’s a complete success, then it was totally my idea.  Despite the fact that I’m terrible at it, I get just as stoked about ‘cross as any other discipline of cycling.  It’s just fun as hell!  Check it out:

Ok, two more words, Bruce:  beer tent.  It might actually get people who aren’t friends and family to come watch some races.  I’ll take a beer shower if it means more people showing up.  This one sums it up quite nicely:

Looks like Stevil Kinevil landed back on his feet.  After a very painfully boring several week absence, he’s back on the interweb.  Welcome back Stevil!  Bacon, Budweiser, and Danzig just weren’t the same without you.  Perhaps his return will inspire me to write a little more regularly, a little more often…  perhaps.

-Yrjo

A lot of you know I don’t believe in fate, predestination, or whatever else people use to eschew responsibility and accountability.  Rather, I’m a believer in the law of averages, statistics, probability, and chance.  Unfortunately, I was mathmatically ready for a serious mechanical/wreck after not having had one on the road bike for at least 4 years.  Too bad it was on a night that I held the lead of the Tour of Anchorage.

Tonight’s stage was the pancake-flat Fort Richardson road race.  Normally time bonuses liven a race up and keep it moving along pretty quickly.  Bull shit.  This was the most pedestrian (thanks for the adjective, Cullen), twitchy, squirrely race I have done since doing the category 5 Podunk criterium in BFE South Carolina.  Quick note to all you guys who can’t handle a bike well enough to sprint:  GET OFF OF THE GOD DAMN FRONT!  Now, I’m not much of a sprinter by any stretch, but I’m a pretty damn good bike handler (which we’ll get into later).  So yeah, I feel like I can mix it up with the guys whose wattages easily double mine.  Hey, my lead was slim, and if I see a guy trying to chip into it with these time bonuses, I’m going after him for sure.  Anyway, it had been pissing rain all day, I had road grit in my shorts, it was getting cold, and I was in a real big hurry to get this race over.  It was over alright.  On the last lap, one guy scrubs my wheel, panics, hits another guy, and he falls over into my rear wheel, taking all the spokes from the drive side with him.  Fuck.   

So that wheel I just shined and polished and degreased, etc. now looks like this:

Dammit.

Well, at least I'm getting a Power Tap with my PFD.

I’m just glad I spent so much time on the mountain bike this Summer, otherwise I wouldn’t have kept it upright.  All the Twitchy McSquirrelingtons in the group would have crashed spectacularly.  Unfortunately you don’t get time bonuses for narrowly evading crashes, nor do they give you a break for finishing 10+ minutes down because of a wreck (at least as far as I know).  I do feel bad for the other 2 or 3 guys who didn’t come out so well.  That’s probability for ya.  I don’t want to sound presumptuous and say I was a shoo in, but I feel I had a better chance of winning the Tour of Anchorage than most.  I’m philosophical about it, though.  I’ve had the best year of cycling I’ve ever had in my life.  I never would have thought that I could finish a 24 hour race on a rigid single speed, much less finish in 3rd.  And look at my results through the season.  This was the first race all year I finished lower than 4th.  Maybe some of you guys were right, I should have moved up to Experts.  I dunno.  Maybe I’ll stick around in Sport and run the fucking board next year (again).

So, three beers, six waffles, and one blog later, I’m going to make a promise to you readers since you’ve stuck with me this far.  With all the time that I lost today, I get to have a little fun.  This means doing what I do best, and what I do best is attack, drive the pace, and just put a fucking hurt on people in general.  I can guaran-damn-tee that people will be suffering come Sunday.

-Yrjo

Well, it’s really a prologue, but 5 miles is a bit long to call it that.  Anyway, I’ve said many times before that despite being Dutch, I really hate riding in the rain.  Looks like I’ll be doing 4 straight days of it.  I didn’t really feel like I got a very good warm up, and I couldn’t get my foot in the pedal at the start, so I cooked it too quickly out of the gates.  All evening I was wondering how badly I flubbed an event in which I normally excel.  All that doubt was for naught.  Check the results here.  Kudos to Joe for riding a hell of a race! 

I’m gonna eat some more and go to bed.  Be back tomorrow!

There’s nothing more exciting than getting a package in the mail with your name on it (unless it’s a pipe bomb- well, that’s exciting too).  Today, I got a package from my friend Nick Huemmer all the way from Evanston, Illinois (and it wasn’t a pipe bomb) containing a bottle of El Duke biodegradeable and non-toxic degreaser.  Right away I was a bit ambivalent, since I’m a Tar Heel fan; plus, I never really liked Orlando Hernandez just because he played for the Yankees.  But all polemics aside, let’s see what we have, shall we?

Not a pipe bomb. Sweet!

As you can see, Nick is a shrewd enough businessman to know that dirtbag cyclists really like free shit.  He didn’t disappont:

No mysterious white powder either.

The first thing I figured I’d test was the biodegradeable and non-toxic aspect of the product.  Well, I stared at the bottle for a while and it didn’t deteriorate, so the jury’s still out on that.  Also, I couldn’t find anyone willing to taste the product in spite of its very light, non-offending odor.  That would have to wait too, so it was time to put this stuff through its paces.  I started out by putting on the t-shirt, which was made by American Apparel in the good ol’ US of A (good on ya Nick).  Not to turn this into a clothing review, but the shirt was rather comfortable.  Ok, here’s some pictures of the bike before:

I’m ashamed my bike ever got that dirty, but it’s all in the name of science.  The first thing I noticed when I opened the bottle was the smell, or rather the lack of.  It wasn’t at all unpleasant.  In fact, you really couldn’t smell it unless you poured it in a rag and huffed it…ahem.  Anyway, the second thing I noticed is that I had spilled some of it on the floor.  No big deal, since it was about to get messier. 

Generally when I clean a drivetrain, I’ll just use a bunch of old rags and just go to town.  The El Duke degreaser cut the time that would have taken in half- easily.  Here’s some pictures during:

Getting there...

Oops. Better not let the wife see that...

Ta da!

So it seemed to be working well enough.  Once I got done cleaning the drivetrain, I put the degreaser to the handwash test which it passed easily.  It’s probably the first time I’ve seen degreaser lather up somewhat, which got me thinking.  What if I dilute some in a bucket of hot water and use it to wash the bike?  Brilliant!  Check out the results:

El Duke totally made that cassette his bitch.

Why, it even turned that yellow tire blue!

Gorgeous!

So there you have it, a produt that does exactly what it says on the bottle- and then some (still haven’t tested the non-toxicity part yet).  My only nit pick would be to have a smaller opening on the bottle so you could drip it if you needed to and not spill so much.  But really, that’s a very small nit to pick for a product that works so well.  If you’re looking for a good degreaser and don’t want to use kerosene or other toxic fluids, El Duke is the stuff!

You know, after all that hard work, it’s a shame I’m racing that bike in the rain tomorrow.

-Yrjo

I’m not able to embed this video, but the link is clickable one way or another.