Time to gaze into that mirror and take a good long look at where we’ve been, where we’re at, and where this crazy road might just lead us to next.
Now, I ain’t gonna lie, the future looks kind of bright. I done went and made myself a decision, put a fancy-schmancy training plan in place and everything! But here’s the catch, folks – I ain’t got no race goals this year. Nope, not a one! They just ain’t doin’ it for me no more, you feel me?
So instead, I dusted off my trusty ol’ LW 24 solo plan and slapped that sucker right on my docket. Can’t have me lookin’ like a plumb fool at Spokane this year, now can I? But that’s just the warm-up act, baby!
Later on down the line, I’m fixin’ to invest in a shiny new 100 mile personal best plan. Gotta see if this old dog can’t teach himself some new tricks and beat that Butte 100 time of mine. If anything, it’ll get me primed and ready for my real new obsession.
We’re talkin’ big ol’ fat tires in the frozen wilderness, multi-day stage races (the unsupported kind, none of that sissy stuff), and bike packin’ like nobody’s business! And the grand-daddy of ’em all? The Susitna 100, baby! Gettin’ jiggy with it in the Alaskan wild!
I know, I know, big plans for an old-timer like me. Here’s my retirement plan, my escape from the mind-numbing monotony of goin’ round and round in circles for 24 hours straight. Don’t get me wrong, I still want to hit that 333 mile mark first, just to prove I can. But after that? It’s fat tire freedom all the way, baby!
On This Day In History
2011: Hot diggity dog, now that was a race to remember! Hairpin turns, heart rates through the roof, and a loose handlebar throwin’ a wrench into the whole shebang. Talk about a nail-biter! I swear, I aged about ten years in that single race.
2010: Would you just look at that meadow? Prettier than a picture, I tell ya. Reminds me of that one time I was out hikin’ with my buddy Jimmy, and we darn near stumbled right into a moose’s backyard. Let’s just say we high-tailed it outta there faster than a jackrabbit on a hot tin roof!
2009: Ah, the joys of battlin’ the dreaded sniffles. It’s like a war zone up in here, with tissues flyin’ every which way and chaos reignin’ supreme. But hey, at least that AI-generated image of impending doom gave me a good chuckle. Gotta find the humor where you can, right?
2008: Speakin’ of good chuckles, how about that Marcy? Cutest darn thing this side of the Mississippi, I tell ya. Nothin’ beats a lazy day off from trainin’, just kickin’ back and hittin’ the trails with your favorite four-legged pal. ‘Course, that Lolo Pass Ride was looming on the horizon, so it was back to the grindstone soon enough.
2006: Now, here’s a doozy for ya! A good ol’ fashioned snowpocalypse, barrelin’ down on us like a freight train. But hey, at least we got to soak up some of that glorious sunshine while it lasted, right? And with friends comin’ to visit, well, that’s just the cherry on top of the sundae!
2006 (again): Ah, yes, the age-old conundrum of privacy versus accessibility. Gotta love those brain-scratchin’ ideas that really get the ol’ noggin churnin’. Course, knowin’ me, I probably got about three sentences in before my mind started wanderin’ off to more pressin’ matters… like what I was gonna have for lunch that day.
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