Spoiled Feet

Over the years, I have spoiled a lot of things in my life.  It is often times hard to say no to people.  The hardest in particular order; friends, family, dogs and my wife.  When I was first getting into the endurance side of cycling, a good friend of mine told me that the contact points on the bike are the most important when trying to stay comfortable.  For that reason I have spoiled my feet, without allowing them spoil rotten (that would , by putting them into some of the most comfortable and flashy shoes on the market.  Here's a quick introduction of the current plus a brand new one.

 The Golden Twinkies

Named for their color and desire to be worn while riding the Blingle-Speed

 The Ruby Red Slippers

Named because they take me the furthest for home and like Dorothy, I often times forget how far away I actually am and wish it were as easy as clicking my heels together.

Newest Addition and Yet to be Named

I purchased these because for sometime now the Ruby Red Slippers have been starting to show their age.  They are the same model as the Ruby Red Slippers which is nice because I know my feet will be comfortable in them.  One big difference in the two however is the replaceable heel pad on the new model.  This is important because the worn down heel pad is what is killing the soles of the Ruby Red Slippers.

I was able to test them out for the first on the couch and then on the road this weekend.  For their first ride, I put them through 117 miles of the flattest terrain I could ever imagine.  I was excited that they fit the same as my Slippers.  After about 80ish miles I could start to feel just how stiff the soles were on the balls of my feet.  This is to be expected and doesn't cause me any concern I will just have to get myself a new set of insoles for them as the stock ones are quite thin, good for ventilation but bad for support.  As the miles continue to add up a name for them will surely come, now to get more miles in.

Predicting the Future

Often times, people who claim to be able to predict the future get labeled as a kook of some sort.  Although some may disagree, I will go out on a limb and say I am not a kook, most of the time.  However, I will be making the prediction that this post will be the second most "searched" post of this blog.  Thanks to all the pervs in the world, the post I wrote about breaking the tip off my saddle  is the most popular.  Those same pervs will surely make come across the following photo of me breaking the tip off of something else while searching for who knows what.

Another broken Tip

Another week has come and gone. I had high hopes of some good mileage for the week but they didn't always happen thanks to Motha Nature's bad attitude where she threw a couple days worth of hail spitting, tornado producing thunderstorms at us. Luckily it meant I was missing out on a couple days of commuting and not one of the longer rides reserved for my days off.

Left my sunglasses in Jenn's car.  Had to kick it old school for the day.

Horse Country

This sign means only one thing, Fun Riding Ahead!

Remind anyone else of the Tree of Life at Disney?

Proper recovery is key.  Fresh fruit, frozen fruit, 3 scoops of Powerbar recovery, 2 scoops of ice cream and a splash of milk

And for dessert, Grilled Bananas with ice cream

Lost and Found

Like many of you I often miss place items I "need". It is usually when timing couldn't be any worse, as I am rushing out the door. My keys used to be hard to keep track of but I found a real convenient place to keep them, the front doorknob. Jenn doesn't like it but it certainly speeds up my ability to locate them as it is the first place I look. The second place is where they are supposed to be on the key rack before I start tearing the house apart. A few weeks ago I lost my favorite pocket knife. Last week I lost my Ipod. I found it. Then I lost it again.

3 years ago Jenn lost something most of you (not us because I embraced losing mine many years ago) dread losing, her mind. It has been a long hard road of searching everywhere for it but it is still gone. I can tell she misses it sometimes. I try not to let her know but I have caught her just staring at me a few times recently. At first, I would try to figure out "What I did not do?" as it is usually what I don't do that gets me into more trouble than what I actually did. Then I remembered a special anniversary coming up. That's right 3 years to the day she was blinded by both my bald head and the bling and said "yes". I would appreciate if you see her mind just laying around somewhere you leave it there and don't tell her where it is. I have kinda gotten used to her being around all the time.