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Van Envy

2012-02-07T09:15:00.000-08:00

Drool Worthy

I love VANS. Always have always will. I know they get a bad rap, but when you think of it, they are probably the funnest vehicle on the road, and so useful. Are you stuck without a roof over your head for the night, no problem, you got a van. Do you have to pick up a years supply of Dr. Pepper from Costco, no problem, you got a van. Can't decide to take your Mtn bike or road bike to Mammoth this summer, no problem, load those puppies up. Yep, vans are pretty much the most perfect vehicle ever created.Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about mini vans or conversion vans. For me, all years of VW camper vans (Westfalia and Eurovans) are top of the heap, 50's and 60's dodge vans are a close second, but too rare for proper use. I'd feel guilty using it. But pretty much any little camper van will do.

I've had a sick obsession with them since I was little. I grew up camping in big RV's with the family and that's probably where it started, but I wanted my own ride. Something smaller, something just for me and my stuffed animal collection. Well, nowadays it would be for me and my Hubby and pups. There's something about the coziness and ease of a van that draw me to them. My love for them has never dwindled, every time I see one on the road my eyes are locked, daydreaming that it's mine and I'm on my way to some magical destination, like Dollywood or Portland. I remember I freaked my Mom out when I was in college. I was questioning her about motor homes, government, and how can they find you if you don't have a mailbox. She probably heaved a sigh of relief when I got married years later.

These vans will not be shown. I deem them unworthy.

Although the bottom one has potential.

So if you come back to the Blog expect to see a random picture or two of vans, as seen on the road or Internet. Just a warning, there will be no conversion vans, only camp worthy vans here. The older the better, but I'm not above showing Mercedes Benz sprinters.

The Sarah Silverman Program

Sarah's Good Van

www.comedycentral.com

Comedy Central

Funny Videos

Funny TV Shows

How Do You Gu?

2012-01-29T10:16:00.000-08:00

Training time is here again. I always get excited when those words pop into my head, or I say them out loud to no one in particular, well maybe the dog. I become giddy at the thought of turning myself inside out and collapsing in the front yard like a sack of taters after going a little harder than I should of. I've been so sloth-like this winter, I'm seriously craving intervals (I know, I gasped when I typed it), hill repeats, and long weekend rides that make you question your sanity. I love the planning aspect too, dieting, training plans, mandatory recovery time (always a good excuse to use my parents jacuzzi and freezing ass cold pool). I need a little structure in my daily routine and this is just what I need. Bring it on bitch.

Since I'm in planning mode today I went through the energy bar/gel/snack section of our kitchen cabinet. I saw my favorites on top of the heap, but then I came across the nasty tasting ones on the bottom. I can't pass up free SWAG at events so that's how I end up with them a lot of the time. Their expiration date is coming up and I don't want to waste them so I'm saving them for pre-gym energy. Maybe I'll need some extra energy for cleaning the house, that'll work right? Whatever the case I don't want to take them on the bike because they cause me emotional distress.

I created a chart of some sort separating gels and energy food into groups. I got my favorites listed and of course the nasty ones that make me furious because I bought more than one or got greedy and grabbed 3-4 free ones at random cycling events. I know everybody has different taste, that's for sure, or else everything would be mint flavored, at least if I had my way.

THE BEST:

POWERBAR- Kona Punch, Green apple

GU- Vanilla bean, Chocolate outrage, Mint chocolate

UP FOR DEBATE:

GU- Peanut butter

(haven't tried it yet, kind of scared)

ONLY IN EMERGENCY:

HAMMER- Chocolate

NOPE NEVER AGAIN:

GU: Jet blackberry, Strawberry banana

POWERBAR: Raspberry cream

ON BIKE TASTIES FOR LONGER RIDES:

BEST:

CLIF: shot blocks, all flavors thumbs up

POWERBAR: Chocolate energy bites

(easy to eat and nummy)

THEY'RE ALRIGHT:

HONEY STINGER: Energy chews,

leave a pasty coating in mouth

NOT GOOD ON THE BIKE

BUT GOOD IF YOU'RE CRAVING

COOKIES WHILE AT THE HOUSE:

HONEY STINGER WAFFLES: Vanilla,

weird after-taste in mouth

Strawberry, I burped strawberries

for an hour after eating, I called them

Berry Burps

I love powerbars for pre-ride fuel about 2 hours before I head out on long rides. I go with the basics, chocolate, banana, and vanilla crisp. They're easy to choke down and don't cause belly issues. Clif bars are another go to for pre-ride and during rides over 40 miles.

So there you go, that's my two cents. I'm sure you have your own favorites, but if you have a favorite gel or bar other than the ones here let me know, I'm always looking for new flavors.

T-shirt Issues

2012-01-22T11:19:00.000-08:00

Speaking of t-shirts: new designs available on the FreeBird Velo Etsy shop.

I have a confession to make.

I have a sick obsession with t-shirts. I've had this problem since I was a teenager. I remember going on vacation with my parents to Hawaii in '91. I had bought so many tees I had to buy a second suitcase to bring them home. I should of known then that I had issues. Over the years it got worse. Nowadays though a great number of my tees have been handed over to Goodwill, but my favorites have a place of honor in my closet and dresser. T-shirts are a way of reminding you and showing others were you've been. It's a way of sharing your beliefs. They're not just advertisements, they're a way to let people know your interests and sometimes a conversation starter. I compiled a list of my Top 5 t-shirts in rotation right now. If the house was on fire I would grab: Hubby, the cat, pups, bikes and these tees. I got my top 5 but I also added some special mentions, they all have a place in my heart.

All time favorite, unfortunate run in with

bleach and taco grease has put it on the bench.

Picked this up at the Rapha shop up

in San Fransisco. I love vintage vans but I love

Citroen's even more. A must have.

A small surf company from Newport beach.

Wearing this shirt is like being hugged by a

giant bunny. Super soft and cuddly.

This one is a given.

New to my line up and a close runner up

for softest tee,

Gage & Desoto/Embrocation.

Runner Ups:

Bought at Heathrow airport. I think they should pass these out as you board the plane. Everybody has one but I like that it reminds me that I need to get back to Europe, soon.

Favorite concert tee. It's in a tie with my old Pixies tee but I wear this one more. This concert was at the Palladium, which was pretty cool, but not as good as seeing them at the Hollywood Bowl where they played with the LA Philharmonic. I still think about that concert, so good.

Picked up on a family ski trip to Breckenridge. I recognized this shop from a photo in Powder magazine, or maybe it was Skiing, I can't remember. Had a cool conversation with the guy inside. The shop is so tiny it can only hold three people, so with him,me, and my Hubby it was a pretty cozy conversation.

Classic tee. Thomas Cambell is an artist/filmaker. This was one of his first movies. He helped create a whole new genre in the surfing world. Surfing everything and anything, being creative, and not being concerned with contest results. Oh, and the tee is super soft too.

Leaving Vegas Empty-handed

2012-01-16T13:02:00.000-08:00

Took a trip to Las Vegas this weekend. It was in hopes that my Hubby could pick up a vintage moto at a price too good to be true. Unfortunately the prices were very true and we left empty handed. Hubby felt slightly depressed, and I kind of happy because I can find SWAG at any event. Got a key chain, poster and magazines. Score!

Harley Davidson Board Track Racer

(I never knew they raced motos on the boards,

you learn something new everyday.)

Another Harley Bicycle.

(There were only 5 bicycles being sold, all HD's)

Harley Davidson Early 1920's Bicycle + Light

The rest of the weekend was spent winning, loosing, winning, and loosing. I think I came out ahead though. I have money in my wallet so all is good. My Mom taught me the fine art of lurking for slot machines, so I did learn something useful this weekend. Can't wait to get back in the saddle, need to start putting some miles in these legs 'o mine. Plus I've been dying to use my Rapha rain jacket. I'm ready for some winter weather.

Yep, 1 glass of wine,

nothing but class here.

When is a Bike a Bike

2012-01-06T08:44:00.000-08:00

When does a bike become a bike?

I've wondered about this over the past couple of months putting the finishing touches to the new Soma Double Cross. Her lonely frame would sit in the corner, waiting for random UPS deliveries: handlebar, seat post, new headset, a classy leather saddle to make her feel sophisticated, bartape. Every passing week she would get more company in the corner.

This pile of parts was obviously not a bike I thought. Nor are the aisles of brand new bikes that line the LBS's racks. You may think they are but they're not. They are merely soulless vehicles waiting for a home so they can finally realize their purpose in life. Once your booty sits down on that saddle for the first time it becomes a bike (and your credit card is swiped). I say this because I tend to humanize material products. I blame this on my Mom. She has treated her cars like babies my whole life, so it was only a matter of time that I would inherit her kookiness.

So, finally, after ages of waiting the pile of parts was ready to be dropped off at the LBS. When I went to pick it up at the end of the day it was like picking up a new little baby from the bicycle shop nursery. I knew she was going to be a special bike because on the way home there was a full moon. The kind where you expect to see a witch or Elliot and ET flying across. It was then that I agreed upon Mabel as her official name. Actually her name came about because I was kind of hungry and I was thinking about donuts. My favorite is a maple bar, her frame has a similar color to the icing. Also, she's steel and kind of heavy, she's not going to take shit from anything, so Mabel sounded like a big 'ol southern lady. Perfect.

Is it a bike now? Yes, and no. Here are a few things that I do to ensure that my bike knows it is loved, hence, becomes a bike. But first, I suggest that you go over to your bike, bend down next to the handlebar, and whisper (or scream to the heavens if you feel inclined) that you love it and that you appreciate it for everything that it does for you. Doing this after a 5-6 hour ride or after a couple glasses of wine makes it easier for those of you who doubt or are a bit inhibited, or sane.

Here's a list of a few more things that make my bike feel special and loved.

1. Bicycle has to have a name. A well thought out deserving one. One from the heart.

2. All bikes must be used. A bike needs to be ridden. I'm not a 'happy miser.' If a bike is too expensive to ride what the heck are you doing with it?

3. Bike must be in above proper working condition. I like to give my bikes personal attention. They do a lot for me so in return I take care of them. Wash, lube, tune. Doesn't hurt that I enjoy it too. A clean bike is a happy bike.

4. Enjoy the bike. All bikes inspire a smile out of me and should inspire one from you, if not go play tag football or frisbee golf you weirdo. Even in pouring rain or 45 mph winds, I can manage a smile.

That's some special machine.

2011's Top Fuel for my Rides

2011-12-31T16:09:00.000-08:00

Last lazy afternoon of 2012. Lounging about watching Dumb &Dumber thinking back to all the amazing rides I've had this year, half wishing I was out right now but I overdosed on Minty Melts from Trader Joe's. What made my rides so special? What made me stand in the doorway with a Cheshire cat grin after a 5 hour Bataan Death Ride? even though all I really wanted to do was collapse face down in the front yard. Yep, good times were definitely had this year. I compiled a little list of items that fuel my desire to get out and ride, things that keep me coming back for more.

Coffee/Espresso

Going on caffeine fueled adventures

make me super giggly and super fast.

New Components

I don't know what to say,

Campagnolo is Heavenly.

Lazer Helmets and Continental Gator Hardshells

I don't have a mushroom head anymore, yay!

and I don't get flats while out riding.

A new bike can change your perspective,

it can also make you jones for

a race season still a year away.

Goats, horses, cows, kitties, llamas,

speedy wiener dogs, and pot bellied pigs.

All creatures great and small,

I take pictures of them all.

Above Category bike shop

I had dreams about these Pegoretti's.

This shop will keep you day dreamin

even 6 months after your visit.

Tommy Voekler

A rider worth emulating.

And I do, imaginary breakaways,

tongue waggling away.

GU Peppermint Stick

GU makes my favorite gels, but this

is peppermint magic in your mouth.

Happy ride indeed.

Early morning rides were made safer

and warmer by way of Hi Vis booties.

Thank you Embrocation Cycling Journal

for making flouro semi cool.

Tour of California, Mount Baldy Stage

I think it's Bernie Eisel, doesn't really

matter I guess, this view's

pretty good though.

FBV SLOW LEAK AWARDS

2011-12-30T09:10:00.000-08:00

What the Fudgesicle!?

2011 is hours from being finished. As I write this I’m sitting in the Audi dealership lounge. I’ve got 4 hours to reminisce about this past year while waiting for my Hubby’s car to get serviced. These awards are meant for those riders, subjects, and products that made us want to get through this past year as fast as possible. Like you're trying to outrun that little wiener dog wearing the Burberry coat. Sorry personal experience. I chose the name SLOW LEAK, because it’s that annoying feeling you get when you’re fully kitted, bottles in cage, gloves and glasses are on, but you push down on the rear tire and it’s probably 55 psi. Oh, what the?! You filled it up before yesterdays ride, so you know something naughty has made its way into your kicks.

So without further ado, I give you the FBV SLOW LEAK AWARDS:

The "Just Go Away" Award goes to:

Alberto Cuntador

The "I hope the Yeti bites your nose " Award goes to:

Angelo Zomegnan

The "Take a bite of my Vegemite sandwich/

always a bridesmaid/get some muscle tone"

Award goes to:

the Schleck Brothers

The "What the f*&k are you thinking?!, Grow a pair"

Award goes to:

Anyone over the age of 18 who dresses up for

10 seconds of fame at the risk of causing a

Pro-cyclist vs Barney the Dinosaur altercation

The "Do we really need this, I'm a crusty old curmudgeon "

Award goes to:

Shimano and oooh I hate to say this,

Campagnolo Electronic components.

The "I finally forgot about you, and now you're back,

just like a sleazy ex-boyfriend" Award goes to:

Alejandro Valverde

A Little Audrey While You Wait

2011-12-26T13:49:00.000-08:00

It's the end of the year and I am feverishly working on getting my year end blog out. As everyone knows the end of the year allows us to look back and think about what we did and didn't do. It also allows us to think back to all the cool new crap we discovered over the past 365 days. I've been compiling a list of items that have made 2K11 an even better year for me. And I am going to share them with you, I just need some more time to make sure I include everything. So bear with me, I know you're dying to read it. While you're waiting, here is Audrey Hepburn riding bikes. I chose Audrey because 1) I love her and 2)I recently had my Mom give me bangs and she cut them a bit short. My Dad made me feel better by saying they made me look like Audrey. Thanks Dad! And to you enjoy:

Sunday Morning Looky-Like

2011-12-18T11:12:00.001-08:00

Quick Sunday morning looky-like for ya. I found this photo of a 1930 Tour de France crash victim and instantly thought of Laurens Ten Dam from this year's TdF. I actually had a lot to choose from this year. The bike's may get lighter and the gear may get tougher, but a crash is still a crash. The human body remains the same.

Christmas is the Time for Giving Tees

2011-12-12T20:35:00.000-08:00

New for Christmas, Wiggo going Bananas

Christmas time is here again, and Maurice and I have been busy running around FreeBird Velo World Headquarters screen printing, ironing, and drinking copious amounts of coffee. We have a new Bradley Wiggins design and a new even higher jumping Didi the Devil design too. Unfortunately, if you live in Europe or Australia it's too late for Christmas shipping, but my fellow Americans can order up until December 21. Go ahead and have a peek at the store, good stuff is bound to be found.

Woo Hoo, look at Maurice, I mean Didi, getting ready for July

A Classic any cycling fan would love

My personal favorite, contains Belgian Super Powers

Turkey Diaries- Lessons Learned

2011-11-27T10:41:00.000-08:00

Last day of the Rapha Turkey Takeoff. And I did not make it. I did not get my badge. I let Sophia down. She was more than ready to take on the entire challenge but as for me, her engine, I failed her. This challenge wasn't a complete waste though, I learned some valuable lessons. Hopefully when another challenge rolls around, whether it's public or just for myself, these pearls of wisdom will help remind me what it takes to keep going.

Lesson 1: EAT You need to fill that tank up with something good if you plan on going farther than just an hour jaunt. Cinnamon rolls and quesadillas are not good pre-ride fuel, remember that. Recovery food is just as important. A glass of chocolate milk and a croissant with jam does not a healthy meal make. Don't ask me why I didn't have my usual post-ride protein smoothies, I think my body was using brain matter as fuel. A healthy mix of protein and carbs are necessary for a good performance the next day. Trust me I know. I think I ate a total of 900 calories on Thanksgiving day just because I was burned out and not hungry. The next day I felt like a cyclo-zombie.

Lesson 2: Keep your bike in good order. A clean bike is a fast bike. Just like when you were little. Brand new shoes or just washed ones always make you run faster. Give your bike a good wash or spray down, get the grime off her, lube her if she needs it, and do your routine pre-ride checklist. This all sounds kind of naughty now that I'm re-reading it. Lesson here is love your bike and it will give you miles of entertainment and health.

Lesson 3: Find some recovery routines that work for you and use them. Compression socks, ice baths, massages, watching bad movies with your legs elevated. Whatever you find works for you, do it. Don't go and walk through North America's largest car show the day after a butt kicking ride. 2 flights of stairs and I felt like I had cement flip flops on. Do whatever you can to let your body recover, that's all I'm saying. We're not all superheroes.

Lesson 3.5: SLEEP I think this qualifies as recovery too. Your body repairs itself while you slumber. Sleep is wonderful, I love it when I can get it. Find the best method to fall asleep and do it. I like a dram of whiskey and a shortbread cookie. Nah, I honestly have the worst time falling and staying asleep, so if you have any absurd suggestions I WILL try them.

Lesson 4: Use your mind as an ally. If you're having a rough ride use your mind to refocus. Focus on a word, phrase, or scene from a movie. This will help take your mind off the pain or mental negativity you have before you start to have tunnel vision or go cross-eyed, after that you'll pretty much tune out everything. That's when your mind goes on auto pilot, at least for me it does. Heartbeat=pedal stroke=breath. Better make sure you're on your way home once those set in though. You'll end up sitting on the curb in front of a liquor store mumbling, eating Twinkies and having a Coke.

Lesson 5: Last but not least, choose your rides accordingly. With a challenge like this I should have known better then to head for the hills. I wasn't prepared for so much climbing and I got burned out. I should of found some flat routes and put the sails up. 1 or 2 days of climbing is okay, not everyday. Not every ride has to be the Battan Death Ride, unless it really is that sort of challenge.

So there you have it. Lessons I have learned in one week of riding. I did none of them, and I suffered for it. You can bet next challenge I'm going in full charge, so look out.

Disapointing Turkey Diaries-Day 3

2011-11-25T18:03:00.000-08:00

Oh I feel like a failure, I would have to burn 5,000 something calories in the next 2 days to make the calorie count. My calculations were wrong, and if you know my math skills it wouldn't surprise you that I was off by 2,000 calories. I'll ride this weekend because I've been having so much fun lately in the saddle, but I would have to ride the Santa Ana river trail (60 to 75 miles depending) for the next 2 days. I know I could do this but I am married and have plans to stay married. C'est la vie.

Redland's most festive house.

I think they have at least 50 lawn decorations.

View of Mt.Baldy through the haze

Turkey Diaries-Day 2

2011-11-24T17:54:00.000-08:00

Slowly racking up some calories, I think 9000 is possible if I stick to the same miles and elevation gains I've been doing. Although my afternoon ride on Wednesday combined with my butt crack of dawn ride this morning made for some interesting conversations with the legs. Won't do that again.

I came up with a term for these longer rides: Rotational Meditation Sessions. I get a peaceful feeling listening to my breath and bike working in unison. Good stuff happens on the bike. Unless of course there are runners coming at you 4 abreast and refuse to move. I'm not moving into oncoming traffic just so they can keep up their conversation about what sales they're going to hit up on Black Friday. I'll Red Rover my ass right on through that wall of wannabe Orange County Housewives. Whoops, lost my serenity there for a second.

As I said before it was an early morning ride, always hard on the little pistons, especially in cold weather. I never really seemed to get warmed up, so some f-bombs were dropped in their direction. Fortunately my body has a unique super power- when I giggle, pain and fatigue seem to reduce or even disappear. Sometimes I'll even giggle because of my F-bomb. Usually my giggles start with random things. This morning in particular I had quotes from Blazing Saddles running through my head. "Mungo only pawn in game of life" was one that kept repeating itself. So yeah, I know how to entertain myself.

Yep those are Embrocation Hi-Vis shoe covers, a very good investment

Turkey Diaries-Day 1

2011-11-23T18:51:00.000-08:00

It is day one of the Rapha Turkey Take-Off. Already I messed up and took Nyquil last night and ended up oversleeping. So no long early morning ride, had to settle for a nooner and could only ride 2.5 hours because I had get back and make some prints and make it to the post office before it closed. Wheew, that was a long sentence, 7 years of college didn't help my grammar that's for sure.

Fancy Camera Work

So maybe you heard me bitch on Twitter about the Turkey Challenge. I thought it was going to be unfair because heavier riders burn calories faster, but the good folks at Strava made it fair, everything is averaged somehow, I don't know the details but it works.

One Big-Ass Turkey

So my ride today, absolutely amazing weather. I apologize to those in the Pacific Northwest, back East or anywhere where the weather is crap. 70 degrees, high wispy clouds, and a slight breeze. The ride itself was my normal Sunset loop-around Sunset, down to the outer highway, backtracked through Sunset, downtown and then back home. Fun times and giggles were had, saw a cat and this giant lawn turkey. So I'm going to try and finish this damn thing, usually if I blog about something I tend to burn out. This may be the perfect time frame (5 days) for my gnat-like attention span. Hopefully I keep to my guns and hit the 9000 mark. Wish me luck.

Is this Where We're Headed?

2011-11-19T21:19:00.000-08:00

No, no, no! This goes against everything that is pure and true.

Looks like a hot robot mess.

I Love My Tires, Do You Love Yours?

2011-11-12T15:51:00.000-08:00

That's some haircut lady.

It's been over a week since my last entry. I have let myself down, I've let YOU guys down, and for that I give you Diamondback Debbie. I don't know if that's her real name but it should be, she should also live in Dallas and work in the entertainment industry. Filming a public broadcast knitting show, get your minds out of the gutter. I don't know how old this photo is but that is one wicked stem angle, she's going to knock her teeth out. She kind of looks like Chandler's girlfriend from Friends. Remember the one he stole from Joey? I think she might of took the bodypaint job because I haven't seen her in anything since then. Thank you to bikehugger.com for bringing this photo to our attention.

Oh that Chandler, stealing Joey's bodypaint/model girlfriend.

Now down to business. I have been wanting to spread the good word about Continental Gator Hardshells for awhile now. I've been using them since my birthday, no wait anniversary, yeah I got them in June. I've put quite a bit of miles on them and I am happy to say that these are by far the best everyday tires you could possibly own. Not a flat in sight, thank goodness, because there is no way in heck I'm getting these puppies off by myself on the side of the road. (that is my only complaint about them) I know a lot of you want light, smooth rolling, race tires and that's great but I can't wear those shoes. I tend to look at something and head right towards it. It's like that shard of glass is the Death Star and it has it's nasty tractor beam locked on me and I can't break away. Unfortunately I don't have a shroud fitted for my bike.

Don't you laugh at our Shaft (shut yo mouth) inspired tile.

My Hubby actually got these for me for our 6th Wedding Anniversary. He got sick of hearing my "oh, I got a flat again" stories every other week, and for a month it was once a week at least. Yeah, I'm kind of a dipshit when it comes to debris, I blame it on my mountain biking background, roll it on over. In my defense 89% of the time it was tiny thorns or noseeum glass, unavoidable to anyone. That other 11% of the time I was looking at a cow or funny mailbox and didn't see the discarded box of drywall screws or broken 40 oz bottle of Mickeys. I have taken these tires over miles of gravel, potholes, palm fronds, small children and never a mark on them. They seem indestructible, I don't know what could hurt them, honestly I hope I never find out. If you are like me and like a trust worthy tire that will allow you to ride over any terrain without worry, go, go now you silly folk and pick up a pair, from your local bike shop of course, show 'em some love.

"We'll I'll be a Fig Newton, I'm standing next to a girl with a tiny head!" I review the best cycling helmet ever to be placed upon my minuscule head. If you suffer the same fate I do I suggest you stay tuned.

Fall/Winter Tee selection

2011-11-03T19:43:00.000-07:00

WARNING:THIS BLOG CONTAINS SHAMELESS SELF-PROMOTION

Freebird Velo has some new offerings for the Fall/Winter season. Some of these tees have been seen on Bicycling.com and truebs.com , no biggie or anything. Take a look and if you see something that calls to you, you can find it on the FBV shop here.

Crap weather? Eddy would ride, no doubt.

Ride your bike a long way,

tackle some hills, sprint against your friends,

spray them with your water bottle if you loose.

Suffer along the way, it's all part of the ride.

Maurice is back.

Breakaways or the grupetto,

he's an equal opportunity cheerer.

Are you as confused, pissed off, and depressed as I am

about the exclusion of the Muur and Bosberg in the RVV?

Wear a tee, it'll make everything all right.

Rouleurs are the super-duper domestiques

of the peloton. So show your local rouleur

some love, wear the tee.

Don't Forget How to Ride

2011-10-31T14:52:00.000-07:00

Well I got in a surf and I got in a fun little adventure on my bike this weekend. Unfortunately I went to the Indian Casino Sunday afternoon and lost money that was meant for a new handlebar and seat post for my new frame. Luckily, we tend to forget the bad and remember the good when it comes to memories, at least I do.(Hubby's gonna disagree with that statement) What I'm trying to say is I had a good weekend.

For the past week I've been thinking about my first bike, I could of sworn it was an electric blue Schwinn BMX. I was wrong. I'm kind of glad though because the real 1st bike is a little more girlier than what I thought I had. Although, now that I see it, I think it's my brother's hand me down. Not that there's anything wrong with that. I scoured my parents photo albums and found this early piece of Freebird Velo history. Look at that, just like today- I'm still trying to get aero but only able to drop a couple of inches. Still got scratched up limbs and a determined look. I love how riding can turn you into a child. I love it, it happens to me every time I go out for a ride. I hoot, sing, stop to look at random animals, pick up weird crap in the street. Of course, I get a little more serious when I have to start pedaling upwards or try to keep up with others, but I always tend to let out a giggle or two, maybe spout off lines from Caddyshack. I keep it real, I'm not pro, I don't race. I even gave up racing hubby because apparently he thinks my Thomas Voekler impression is hilarious and he can't race me while laughing. Sad thing is I wasn't trying to impersonate him. Riding is fun, keep it that way, and be safe out there.

Do You Neon?

2011-10-28T09:17:00.000-07:00

George was ahead of the game

Which camp do you fall into? Do you dare not leave your house in pre-dawn hours without your high-visibility neon-pea jacket? Or do you sacrifice some visibility for a bit of common fashion sense. In recent years we have seen fluorescent jackets take over charity rides and Stateside gran fondos. For some reason being in a group of 500 to 1000 cyclists isn't safe enough for some people, they have to don their neon-garb, even if it's 80 degrees and blindingly bright. Most days I can spot at least one jacket or vest while I'm out riding. Up until recently Sugoi and Canari were the only brands that had a corner on the fluoro market. You could walk into any massive sports retail store and find the cycling section by following the soft neon glow of sub par wind jackets. Nowadays more brands are hopping on the neon band-wagon.

This is not me, It's the Tiny Neon Girl

Don't get me wrong, I understand where these people are coming from. They maybe had some close calls, have known someone who has gotten hit, watched the news or read an article about how dangerous it is to ride around on 2 wheels. Therefore they follow the soft neon glow in their local Sportchalet and find the neon-jacket that will protect them from agitated soccer moms and teen drivers. I have had close calls with both types of drivers but never once have I thought about buying high visibility clothing, I just keep my eyes and ears open. I have never owned a single piece of neon cycling gear, although I'm sorry to say I wore nothing but neon skiing gear in the 80's, on the mountain only. Not a good decade for me, besides the fact I was kind of pudgy. That may have been where my hatred for bright clothing originated.

Embrocation Cycling Journal Hi-Viz bundle

Rapha Pro Jacket

Smart and Classy just like…uh,

not like me.

This all changed when Embrocation Cycling Journal came out with their Hi-Viz shoe covers this spring. I got scared because I had visions of hot pink ski pants and neon purple parkas, what if my OCD comes back, I have a tendency of going overboard when I like something. I did some more research on the shoe covers and I'm ready to buy. I then thought about maybe picking up a brighter jacket for the dark and danky winter season. I personally am going for the Rapha rain jacket in red. I needed more of a rain jacket, but the Rapha yellow Pro-jacket gets style points, maybe when it goes on sale.

Rapha Rain Jacket

My cold weather/rain jacket of choice this year

Assos Air Jack Jacket

If you can afford it, congratulations

I've seen research where green is the most visible color while driving, I'm in a rush so I can't find the exact article but I did read it, I swear. I think the Assos Air Jack seems perfect for winter riding, sans douchey model. It's bright but not annoyingly bright, plus, who wouldn't want to look like a june bug. Red is a good go to color too, you can see it and it's classic looking. I understand that neon yellow and green is the optimum color when riding at dusk and dawn but I believe that if you have bright enough lights and reflective stripes/bands on your clothing the cars aren't gonna get you. Riding is dangerous, we except it every time we throw our leg over the top tube. You guys can buy/wear whatever you want, I'm just giving my opinion on what I like when it comes to being seen while riding. Have at it.

The Rapha Brevet Jersey and Vest gets an honorable mention. I saw it at the Rahpa store up in San Fransisco and fell in love with it, alas, I sacrificed it for the Woman's Vest. It has reflective stripes on both the jersey and vest. The vest is bright pink and is kind of reminiscent of my 80's ski days, I guess that's why I liked it so much .

Sharing the Love

2011-10-25T08:29:00.000-07:00

I had a bit of a conundrum this weekend. It was perfect Southern California Fall weather, 80 degrees, sunny, breezy. It's perfect weather for a nice long ride, or…. for a surf. Yes I said it, surf. I want to go surf. I haven't been down to the beach for a month and it's killing me. I love my bike and I had a blast riding this weekend, but I'm lacking something. I miss having salt water drip out of my nose, the smell of fresh wax, the sound of Velcro, I even miss dancing over rocks at low tide. What I wouldn't do right now for a bruise or cut on the bottom of my foot.

I'm a very guilty person. I feel like I'm cheating on my bike when I go surf. I love my bike, way too much. I named her, I talk to her, I even pat her on the handlebars and thank her when we had an especially good ride. When we stay in hotels I put her by the bed so I can look at her while I fall asleep. I even told my hubby that the next house we get needs a big bedroom so I can hang the bikes in there. This makes me sound like a lunatic but it's all true, I blame my Mom, she had the same obsession with her car. I don't have this connection with my surfboard. I love it, but I don't love it, love it. My connection/love with surfing comes from being in the ocean. Nature can be incredible, I've barked with sea lions 2 feet away from me, had dolphins breach right in front of me (too close for comfort actually), and have watched biblical sunsets. By the way, salt water cures everything. It's the truth, mental, physical ailments, it's a cure-all. It's like Windex for Greeks.

Don't get me wrong, cycling can also let you enjoy nature, and if you're lucky enough you can earn your right to some amazing vistas and some real hidden gems, just pedal. Another characteristic that cycling and surfing share is the feeling you get while doing them, weightlessness. Gliding across the face of a wave is like no other feeling in the world, and a twisty, smoothly paved, perfectly pitched descent can make you hoot with abandon. Like a floaty bird. I love them both and I'm lucky to have the ability to do them on a regular basis. But as cyclists we should all count our blessings every time we click into our pedals that we are able to do what we do and share this sport with such an amazing group of people. That's probably one of the biggest reasons why I ride more than surf.

Word of the Day

2011-10-19T18:23:00.000-07:00

Oh, my, is that one of my shirts? I'm sorry.

But if you'd like one go here.

There's a word that seems to be burning through the cycling world these days. You probably already know it. The word of the day is suffering. Now I understand when lay people hear us speak of this word at the cafe or see us wearing a t-shirt relating to it they might hear and see something completely different. Yes there is bad suffering; cancer, poverty, depression. But there is also a good kind of suffering. The kind that makes us stronger, creates bonds between strangers, cramps our legs into the shape of Bavarian pretzels, and can at times make us giggle manically due to the early onset of bonkdom.

Vive le tour! from Bear Thunder on Vimeo.

Yeah, there is something special about suffering on a bicycle, and it's different for everybody, it's relative. One man's slight rise on the horizon is another man's 13%. I found this 60's Tour documentary on Competitive Cyclist's blog this morning and absolutely fell in love with it. The beginning shows spectators having picnics with wine, bread, and cheese, nun's giving the thumbs up, and of course the publicity caravan. Now wait until after the Bar/bistro bombardments and we get to the crash segment which leads to the suffering. Wait some more and you get to rider #20. I have never seen anybody push themselves like he did. I don't know if it's courageous or foolish. I won't spoil the rest of the video for you, just watch and learn.

Andy Hampsten was made famous for suffering

during the 1988 Giro.

I know I may have not felt exactly like #20 but I've come kind of close, well not even close, but remember, it's relative. On an out and back ride we had 30 mph head and cross winds on the last half of a 62 mile ride. First half of ride we had an average speed of 20 mph, that nasty second half was an average speed of 9 mph. Not fun. Correction, not fun at the time but now I can look back on the ride and laugh about it and look forward to the next bought of accidental stupidity.

It's Coming! The Big Sale is Coming!

2011-10-12T08:25:00.000-07:00

It's almost here everybody, the SALE OF EPIC PORPORTIONS is a couple of days away. I need to clear out older stock to make room for new designs. What makes this sale so EPIC? Here, take a peek at what will be happening this weekend:

-Half-off all pre-printed* t-shirts (*sample t-shirts used for photos, advertised size only)

-Free FBV t-shirt with the purchase of any art work

-New t-shirt designs at one time amazingly low prices

-New paintings! buy 'em now for investment, you never know, I may

become famous, plus you get a free t-shirt.

-Feel good about your purchase knowing you're supporting a

homegrown cycling company. Good Karma is priceless.

Freebird Velo is a one girl operation. I'm the one girl, a self professed cycling addict who loves to create. FreeBird Velo HQ's is based in Redlands, Southern California. A lovely little cycling town known for the longest running stage race in America. Needless to say I'm spoiled when it comes to riding conditions, but I do love it when the weather turns a bit nasty.

All the t-shirt designs you see on the shop are a one of a kind creation, you won't see these on other cycling websites. You'll know it's original when you see Maurice, the cycling pigeon. He's named after the winner of the first Tour de France. I chose a pigeon because that's what we (cyclists) look like after a long ass ride, all dazed and confused but with a bit of a smile. All items on the FBV Etsy shop are screen printed by hand, one by one as the orders come in. I take great care in each order and I pride myself in the quality and uniqueness of each item. So wear your FreeBird Velo tees with pride and show your passion for the best sport in the world.

Bike shop of the Week

2011-10-02T16:10:00.000-07:00

I'm introducing a new feature to Freebird Velo: BIKE SHOP OF THE WEEK, which may turn into bike shop of the month, or even bike shop of the year, who knows, I can be flaky when it comes to computer work. I like bike shops, too much if you ask my hubby, he's always accompanying me to random shops across California. I know online shops are a pain in the local bike shops ass, cheaper prices, wider selection, and just plain easy. But online shops are missing something: tactility and community.

We need to touch these bikes and parts that we lust after. We need to ride them, lift them, ping the carbon with your fingers, admire the craftsmanship of a steel bike. Take my handlebars for example- I know it made a huge difference when I was looking to be able to hold and compare about 10-15 different bars. Yes this quest lasted over the course of a month and 7 different shops but I ended up finding what I think to be the best bars in the world. I couldn't say the same for my hubby, he bought his online and had to return them because they were a complete mis-fit. We also need to visit shops for camaraderie, whether it's chit chatting with the manager or watching the mechanic work on your baby. And be nice to your local mechanic, you may need a quick fix sometime and they're more likely to help you out if you treat them kindly. Bring em cookies or beer, depending on who you're working with and how much you know them. Support your local bike shop dammit! Now, here we go.

I'd like to introduce my first shop Velo Pasadena. I visited the shop when I first switched over from mountain to road. Since they're an hour away my visits aren't as plenty as I'd liked but each visit made has been worth my while. Open since 1988 by Hrach Gevrikyan, ex-pro road racer and Armenian National Champion. The shop has everything: cycling history, classic steel, beautiful new carbon, good clothing selection, all with a splash of Italian: De Rosa, Colnago, Campagnolo, Capo(I know, US, but it's made in Italy), Castelli, and 3T. Check out the display of vintage Campy, I do every time and I can't get enough. Hanging from the ceiling are vintage bikes that any aficionado would love to have in their collection. It's almost sensory overload so take your time. When you're done drooling head over to Intelligentsia's Pasadena Cafe, num, num coffee. I love Pasadena, it's probably my favorite city in Los Angeles, it's clean, there's good shopping, great food, and it's one of the most bike friendly cities in Southern California, definitely worth the trip.

VELO PASADENA

2562 East Colorado Blvd

Pasadena, CA

91107

INTELLIGENTSIA'S PASADENA CAFE

55 East Colorado Blvd

Pasadena, CA

91105

Vegas Trip Minus the Interbike

2011-09-27T07:56:00.000-07:00

I did something I'm not proud of this month. Continuing with the 'September of my Despair' theme, I'm going to delve into my trip to Vegas I took a couple weeks ago. Let me start off with the fact that this Vegas trip was family related and not scheduled to coincide with Interbike in any way. I actually thought Interbike was the next week, I got calendarically confused. I went to Interbike last year, my first time and it was completely overwhelming, but they had a lot of free shit and pretty shiny things to look at and fondle. So I was a little excited when the family trip and IB did in fact coincided. Bad thing was I only had a week to figure out how to get a pass. Cut to driving across the Mojave desert, I hold out my hands and have nothing for me to show IB security guards. Nothing that is except last years pass.

If you are in the industry, don't get mad at me. I'm not one of those crashers who are only there to score deals on framesets or new handlebars by saying they are with Shop so-n-so. Not me, I would only be there to make contacts, business woman Jenny, that's me. A business woman who is also there to make sure you unload all your free magazines, stickers, and energy gels.

YOU GOT YOUR PASS BITCH?

That's what he said, well, it felt like it.

Let's cut to Friday morning, I have last years pass round my neck, which looks just like this year's pass. I tell myself it's cool, I can do this. I feel like I'm in frickin Oceans 11 pulling a heist, but I'm just trying to get into a bicycle trade show. I walk up to the main entrance, first mistake, I should of gone to the ones down the hallway. I follow two people walking bikes in, I hold my pass up but it falls down around my neck on accident. It must of fallen down backwards because the Samuel Jackson lookin security guard stopped me to look at it. I was almost clear until he looked at the date. " Um, this is from last year." "Ah shit really? must of brought the wrong one!" "ABORT, ABORT!" I was telling myself in my head. I felt like such a ass, what 30-something year old does stuff like this? I do.

Unabashed product placement, found here

Well, that's my Interbike experience for this year, and you know what, I will never try and break into the sacred halls of Interbike again without proper access credentials. Besides, Samuel Jackson scared me straight. After the dramatics I met my hubby and sobbed uncontrollably on his shoulder, not really, we just went over to the Wynn, where I played The Hangover movie slot machine for two and a half hours: I made 200 bucks, got to laugh, and forget about how I made myself feel/look like an ass. Here are some more good things that came out of my Vegas trip:

Found my favorite candy, Giant Hot Tex Jelly Beans, num

Found this little lady on the Japanese Channel

Found this cute lil fishy

Turned 90cents into $919 at the

5th most ghetto casino in Vegas

September of My Despair

2011-09-18T16:26:00.000-07:00

Oh my, let's just just call the month of September a wash. I'm biding my time until October and then I can feel like I can start all over. Just push the restart button and reboot. I've become quite good at that. If you read last post which was oh, about 5 years ago, I said I was going to set a goal. 500 miles in the saddle for the month of September. Well, I was good until September 3rd. I'm not making excuses for myself but I got 2 nasty viruses in a row. First was GI related then my sinuses got in on the fun a couple weeks later. I think I rode a total of 6 days this month. Let's hope October is nicer to my immune system. I am not making any claims to riding such and such amount of miles, that stuff stays in my head until I finish the goal. So wish me luck, and good luck to you and your rides this Fall.

There was one big positive thing to come out of this month: my birthday, YES! I received a very big, unexpected gift the day after my birthday (see above photo). As you can see, the Birthday Fairy dropped off a box filled with Campy beauties. Big thank you to my Hubby, who played the part of the Birthday Fairy, but who is in no way fairy-esque. He would be a like a fairy with a 5 'o clock shadow, smoking a cigar, but with wings. I also got some sweet Rapha garb but I'll get into that next time. Well the LBS got everything set up but unfortunately the front derailleur clamp was the wrong size. No bike for a week while waiting for the right size. I could of rode it but I had no idea what trouble I could get myself into with a mix of 10 and 11 speed parts. I wasn't going to risk it.

My first ride was around the parking lot of the LBS. The shifting felt kind of stiff, and I was a little worried. Cut to next morning and our first ride together, BELLISIMA! Halfway through the ride and I finally realize that there really is a difference between high end and entry level parts. I let out a woo-hoo, kissed my fingers and lifted them high into the sky. Did I forget to mention that Sophia lost 1.34 pounds thanks to the change in group set. She is now a sub-eighteen pound ride. We don't mention changing frames in front of her though.

Sophia's rear-end, don't stare, she's a Lady

Replaced what was probably the root of her weight problems

"Well I'll be a Fig Newton!"

Stay tuned: next blog entry will either be about my trip to Vegas, sans-interbike (bastards!). Or my review of Fall season must- haves.

Looking Down the Road

2011-08-31T09:11:00.000-07:00

We'll, first day of September tomorrow.

I have a riding plan for this month. I need to rack up 500 miles for the month of September. Need is maybe not the best word, want, is that better? I realized during the month of July that when I have a goal my riding improves. I know this mileage doesn't sound like a lot but it's the quality not the quantity. It's been mentioned before, and is a well known fact that cyclists are continually looking forward. They are looking down the road, looking toward the next season, or looking forward to obtaining the goal they set for themselves. Hell, I'm looking forward to putting black bar tape on because it means Autumn is coming. Well, I'm happy about that because I am not meant to have white bar tape. I got habitually dirty mitts. I also I don't have a personal mechanic to clean and change it for me like the pros.

So wish me luck. I haven't decided what I'm going to reward myself with at the end of the month though. I guess that's what I have to look forward to and think about while putting in the miles.

I might consider this jacket as a reward, although is it still a reward when you buy it for yourself? Belgian National Cycling Team track Jacket, I think it's sweet looking. Perfect for Fall.

On Behalf of all Americans, I'm Sorry We're Idiots

2011-08-24T17:27:00.000-07:00

What exactly are they smuggling in their chamois?

I think they might be sick.

Luckily this blog isn't widely viewed or I'd be labeled a heretic or person of interest by Homeland Security. Alas, I am sorry for our behavior when it comes to professional cycling. We are idiots and I feel our acts of stupidity are disrespectful to the sport of cycling.

For one brief second I really liked Contador.

While watching The US Pro race in Colorado I wondered what turns semi-normal people into complete and total morons. Did they plan out their costumes weeks in advance or did they grab it out of the garage on their way to the race just to get their 6 seconds of fame. All I know is I cringed more than a few times and covered my head with a pillow while watching random nut jobs run amok on Independence Pass. I have an angry/ornery streak when it comes to stupid people and if I were a professional rider I would have a hard time holding myself back. I would probably have a hard time keeping a team too, so good job guys for keeping your composure. And to everyone outside of the US I am sincerely sorry.

In case you missed the second stage I made a list of all the Jack-Holes I saw on Independence Pass, here ya go:

-Tinky Winky of Teletubby fame

-gorilla

-bear wearing Detroit Red Wings Jersey

-bibshort man

-boxer brief man

-foam hot dog

-guy in scrubs and shower cap

-Gilligan

-Waldo

-bumble bee

-Cardinal in a fancy hat

-Tigger

-a tranny

-the Easter Bunny

-Grand Puba from the Flintstones

-Girl in a fancy polka dot dress

So there ya go, they make no sense, and if you were in one big room with them you'd think you were trippin.

The best part of the stage was of course Big George winning. I didn't think he was going to make it and I let him know it too. "NO GEORGE! NO! DON'T GO! NOOOO, TOO SOOON! oh, oh, OH GO GEORGE GOOOO! Needless to say it was a good finish and the scenery for the stage wasn't too bad either, although I wish they would of had more air time of them on the gravel road. I guess the natural beauty makes up for the ridiculousness.

Hello Lover(s)

2011-08-20T15:38:00.000-07:00

She will be mine, oh yes, she will be mine.

Just so I can rip that Shimano crap off her.

I was snooping around Velospeak this morning and came across some bikes featured in Pavé, a Barcelona bike shop that looks like it belongs in Gattaca, way too clean. Well, I saw the most beautiful CX bike I ever laid eyes on. Only problem, Campy wheels and ShimaNO components. What were they thinking? I want to rescue her. It's a Pasculli. Maybe you guys are more worldly than I am, but I had never heard of them. I think they're handmade in Italy, don't take my word for it though. If you're curious take a peek, the page is in German and I was too lazy to try and find the magic translator button. There were some words I might of got mixed up in translation, here's a few:

Bekleidung- the poo-dirt your bike's rear tire flings up at your back

Die Radmanufaktur- when you're cussing at a man who is so rad, but you still want him to die

Rahmen- what you will have to eat after paying for shipping

Fahrrader- this bike is by far radder then your Taiwanese carbon delight

There was also a Parlee in the Pavé shop too. I guess there's more than one reason to go to Spain now, before I just wanted to go for the churros and hot chocolate. I have to admit, I have a very weak heart for Parlee's. When we visited Above Category in Mill Valley I saw my dream bike(s). On our way out of the store I was grasping its top tube for dear life while my hubby had my feet trying to pry me away. I swear if I ever win the Lotto or slip on pee in Target I'm gettin me one of them. Or I can work a little harder and save some cash, whatever comes first.

Last but not least, The Bike Snob just went up a few points in my book. Looks like he got himself a custom Ritte. Beautiful bike, I thought it was a Moots at first, don't get me started on those. I won't say what I was doing to the VaMoots bike in Above Category, it's illegal in 23 states.

Hello Lover(s)

@ Above Category

with my naughty little VaMoots in the background

On the Twitter

2011-08-18T12:11:00.000-07:00

I know I've had a lot of my goods up lately but I promise to have nothing but thoughtful prose, helpful reviews and witty commentary next time you read me.

Found this photo on Velogogo, I love it

Big news today, I finally signed up for Twitter, I'm only 5 years behind schedule. And to you dear reader I promise only to put up useful entertaining Twits. Just go to @freebirdvelo. I also have some new buttons for you to play with and press off to the side, see over there to the right.

For the climbers

I've had this up before but now it's one sided

I've been busy in ye 'ol workshoppe. I got some newly designed tees out on my Etsy shop and I'm working on getting some new artwork done. I have a new pretty good sized Eddy Merckx painting in the lineup, so stayed tuned for the finished project. Word has it there is going to be a huge 2 day sale in September on my shop, most t-shirts and some paintings will be on sale. Please wait for further instructions.

Translation: Am I riding too fast for you?

New French race day checklist tote bag

Please no hate mail, this is the punchline from an old joke

Trader Joe's Secret Stash

2011-08-15T18:25:00.000-07:00

Trader Joe's $4.99- Stock Up Now

WARNING: I like cheap wine.

I never gave Australian wines much consideration. Cali, French and Italian wines, good, everything else, eh, take it or leave it. Well, I tried an Australian Chardonnay this evening. Pretty good I reckon. I do believe the Aussies are slowly trying to take over the world. Tour de France winner, new team, their wine is getting good, and my dogs, which are Aussies (only in name not origin) are also trying to take over, by way of disco wig, wiggly butts, and heart melting brown eyes.

Jackie-Bo new to Green Edge

Foxy Poppy

Randomness

2011-08-12T15:44:00.000-07:00

Look who made it to the big time! My 'Rapha jersey pocket stuff competition' photo made it to the Rapha email thinga majiggy. I'm the pink club jersey in the middle. If you don't believe it looky here. Yes that is all the crap I carry around with me. Dehydrated glue, old Kleenex, dirty 'ol $5 bill,valve cap, bolt and wrapped up multi tool with duct tape. I was not carrying my spare tube that happens to have 2 patches on it already. Now you know why I carry around duct tape.

What San Pedro Thinks Of Cyclists During A Tsunami

Random photo from a couple weekends ago. Went down with the Hubby to try and visit the USS Ronald Regan during fleet week. But all we got to see was 2 hours of traffic and having a tiny Asian man take my picture (?) and flip me off from his champagne colored Prius(enough said). Let's just say he lacked flippin ability because his middle finger was basically the size of a vienna sausage. Smack.

It was craft day today. I happened to have the wood burner out and some bottle caps handy so I made this Notorious F.I.S.H. Big Poppa tribute plaque-a-ma-jig. It's for the hubby.

Eddy Would Ride

2011-08-10T15:53:00.000-07:00

What can you say about Eddy Merckx. The man is a God. I know I've shown this video before but you can never watch it too many times. Especially if you need some motivation to get up early and ride but the local schools have gone back into session, and now you have to deal with cool moms driving their Ford Flexes paying more attention to their brats in the back then the road and me pedaling alongside it.

If you love Eddy as much as I do you'll want to see my new release, which I'm kind of happy with. I would actually buy this if I saw it in a store, and that's saying a lot, enjoy. If you like it too visit my shop on Etsy.com.

Life Giving Bagel

2011-08-09T08:00:00.000-07:00

I am back from a week of sugar/carb/alcohol/processed food detox. And I have to admit I felt a hell of a lot better last week then I do this morning. Crappy red wine and pizza for dinner last night. I'm looking for that happy middle-ground of just enough carbs and certain sugars and just proper clean food to feel happy and ride strong. I will say one thing, I may of felt happy and clean but I did not have enough energy last week for riding. A 15 mile ride felt like 40, and weight training at the gym, ugh, I felt like Pee Wee Herman when he's trying to lift his 3lb dumbbells. Carbs are necessary for living I learned that much. Long live the bagel.

From sawdust comes-

The BOOGEY-FISH! handplane

Since I wasn't riding as long and at the gym that much I found other things to occupy my mind and hands. Made it to the beach, I made a new handplane, painted a little picture of Mt Ventoux, and came up with some new t-shirt designs. All can be found on my Etsy shop. I'm not trying to push anybody into buying stuff I'm just sharing what I did last week.

I found this look-a-like this morning. The Fit-Chick Selene Yeager from Bicycling magazine and Tinker Juarez, world famous mountain biker. Kind of eerie huh?

Bike Sale

2011-07-28T09:18:00.000-07:00

The Bike Snob had this video on his site yesterday. Now, while I don't think Snob was necessarily loving the leather wine carrier, I do believe he secretly kind of liked it. The video had me until the end, when they drink from the Frisbee, that's when I got grossed out. No one would do that, that Frisbee's been flying around all day, being chewed on by little doggies and probably landing in all sorts of dog poo. No thank you, it's more romantic to wrap that bottle up in a paper bag and share it with your loved one.

I do believe that it would go pretty good on my Pippi Longstockings errand runner. Which is amazingly for sale. Now, I'm not in a rush to sell it, but a single speed and hilly ride back to the homestead do not a happy girl make. Especially after enjoying a double latte and cinnamon roll.

$600.00 buckaroos and this sweet ride could be yours.

Until Next July

2011-07-26T19:14:00.000-07:00

Cuddles Really Loves His Lion

The Tour is over and my life is slowly returning to normal. Tomorrow I'm going for a ride, and I'm a bit excited because I do believe I finally found a magic helmet to fit my teeny tiny head. I got a Lazer Genesis off Ebay from nonstopciclismo.com . Thumbs up for those guys, in stock, got it in 2 days, and they had a ton of decent gear. Check 'em out, this was not a paid advertisement, I just enjoy good service. Back to business. In this post I am just going to tell you what I thought made for good tour watchin.

Tommy's tongue, pre-yellow jersey, was quite the sight. I stick my tongue out when I'm concentrating on tasks at hand, I get it from my Mom. But never while riding, so I tried it this weekend. I was sprinting uphill toward the house with my hubby and decided to stick my tongue out. You know what, I won the sprint, only because hubby was laughing too hard. Said I looked like a fish out of water. Despite that I believe it brings in more oxygen, so I'm going to keep it in my arsenal.

Good job Cav, although I am a bit bummed he didn't cross the line with sparklers on his shoes and pulling a Superman across the finish line. He is definitely the best sprinter (with team assist) on the Tour and he deserves the green jersey. His interviews were more mature than in the past, I kind of miss those days.

Poor Schlecks, what happened? I knew when Cadel was staying along with them on the climbs that they had no chance. They need to gain a bit of weight and work on time trialling, go to the gym this winter, get some sort of leg muscles. That's my opinion, but you just wait until this winter, the media will show them working out in the gym and discussing TT tactics with Fabian while they all do thrust squats. Then you'll think back to this summer and say " hey, that Freebird Velo chick was right, holy shit!"

Jeremy Roy, what can you say about this guy. Announcers were throwing around the word 'PANACHE' a lot this tour, but he needs his picture in the dictionary next to the definition. It seemed like he was in every breakaway. He had no chance on the stage against Thor, believe me I tried to send him a mojo power boost using my mind powers it didn't work. The kid rode his heart out and it showed when he crossed the finish line, he looked like he was apologizing to the entire country of France.

We now come down to my team, Garmin-Cervelo. I made the call, they won TTT, Tyler finally won in France, Thor brought them yellow, and they won Team. Quite a tour indeed. But as you can tell from this rest day photo there might of been some separation between old Garmin riders and Thor. He was off at another table with non-riders. Apparently Jonathon Vaughters couldn't quite pay Thor all the money he promised him, especially after he won the World championship, prices go up with those stripes. I liked this team from the their conception, they were like the Bad News Bears of the cycling world. Just a bunch of quirky guys riding their bikes trying to win a stage. Thor never really fit in with them, he's too European, and they're too goofy. So we'll see what next year will bring them without Thor. By the way, they are not eating regulation size Chipoltle burritos in the photo, those are smaller than stateside burritos. I wish they were that size.

Cuddles Did It!

2011-07-23T13:17:00.000-07:00

The Tour still has one more day left but I am already suffering from withdrawls. Oh, I'm so sad for Andy, but my official podium picks were correct, the little ol' crying koala bear did it so I'm sorry to say, no free t-shirts for those of you who read the Final Picks post. But you can still purchase Freebird Velo tees, see them here. Get 'em while there hot.

Cheeky cuddles, he knew the whole time

I will do my final Tour analysis (I couldn't write that without giggling, who am I to analyze?) in the next entry so keep an eye out. You might of read in earlier entries that I've been doing the Aquaphor Le Tour Challenge. Well I finally figured out how to read the standings and I am 61 out of 290 or something other female riders. One more day of riding to move up in standings but I don't see myself going anywhere near top ten. I blame that on my not entering the first 2 days of the tour and the two day absence because of traveling and because my Sunday entry was counted as Monday, which is a rest day. I'm not saying anything, but next year, it's on, my stomach is full of Gummi Bears, and I will seek my revenge.

On my ride this week I finally spotted the Mythical Peacock of Smiley Heights. I have spent two years riding through Smiley Heights hearing it caw, or whatever you want to call the sound they make, but I've never laid eyes on one, until this week. Strutting across someones front lawn. It's the little things on your ride that make them special to you. Whether it's spotting a random animal, cresting your local hill with some breath left to spare, or just riding for hours and finding yourself laughing at the end of your ride, even though you should be collapsed in a heap in the middle of your living room. I love riding, I hope you do too.

Thanks for looking

Bee Sting Club

2011-07-19T10:23:00.000-07:00

I went for a ride early this morning and was rudely welcomed to the FACIAL BEE STING WHILE RIDING CLUB. The bugger got stuck under my glasses while descending, I heard him buzzing, then I felt his little body and legs, then it sounded like he was panicking because his buzzing sped up, that's when he stung me. That's also when I was going around a corner at full speed cursing like a dirty old sailor. At first I was pissed, then I felt bad for him. Then I got pissed again because I always help bees out of the pool when they get stuck in the water, and when they fly around me I leave them alone, I don't swish at them. So in the the end I chalked it up to bee-ing at the wrong place at the wrong time. Sorry, I couldn't help it.

Apparently other riders during this year's tour have had run ins with bees, or their big-ass cousins, wasps. Frank Schleck was stung in the mouth and then swallowed a bee/wasp during the TTT. He said he couldn't taste which one it was.

Old Jensy got stung by a bee under his helmet chin strap. Luckily nobody was allergic which could of been bad. Not like Jonathan Vaughters in 2001 who was allergic and had to abandoned because he had to take a cortisone shot which would of shown up as a positive test result. I think he looks like Sloth from The Goonies.

Rest Day part Deux

2011-07-18T14:55:00.000-07:00

Rest day number two is here and boy, my podium picks suck. So now I give you my new final podium picks. If I am at all wrong- the first person to send me a message reminding me that my picks were absurd, after, and only after the official final sprint on the Champs this Sunday, you will receive a FREE FREEBIRD VELO T-SHIRT. But If I'm correct you're all S.O.L. So without further ado:

1. Cadel Evans

2. Andy Schleck

3.Frank Schleck

Cuddles

The Brothers Schleck

I don't know if anyone else is doing the Aquaphor Le Tour Challenge, but I am. I threw a hissy fit Thursday because I couldn't take my bike to Lake Tahoe. I was ranked 80 on Thursday night but I fell to 240 on Sunday night. Looks like nothing but +30 milers and at least 1,000 feet of climbing for each ride this week until next weekend. It's funny looking at everybody's rides (at least the women's) on the competitors list because they'll ride 40 miles and gain 64 feet of elevation. And I really felt bad for them, like they were some kind of prisoner locked up over seas. You need some hills in your life or else you loose your will to live. When I'm not watching the tour I'm entering contests, you know the ones they show during the tour. Wether it's word of the day or Fantasy Cycling challenge, which I have given up on because almost all of my 15 riders have abandoned. I want to win at least a water bottle, give me a little something for my wasted time. Four years straight of entering codes and picking riders. I want a water bottle Damn it!

My top pick this week for Bravest Little Rider goes to Laurens Ten Dam. Now I've gotten bloody noses before while riding and have sacrificed my gloves to stop the bleeding, but he looks likes he's been in battle, in the trenches, like Bingo Crepuscule. Soldier on Laurens.

''made ya look!"

Rest Day Recap

2011-07-11T11:33:00.000-07:00

How the Yellow Jersey Spends a Rest Day

By now everyone has seen and read about the horrific crashes that have plagued the Tour thus far. Hopefully the peloton will get in some relaxey time today and come back to the race tomorrow a little more loose and less twitchy. Easy to say sitting behind a Mac riding my piddley miles while they're riding across vast expanses of French Countryside.

My heart broke yesterday when I saw Johnny Hoogerland crash into the barbed-wire fence yesterday. But it was warmed when I saw him cross the finish line and except the KOM jersey. I won't show pictures of the crash because we've seen enough of it and I know I would feel embarrassed if my lacerated bum was being plastered all over the Internet. So instead I'll show Johnny spending the rest day with his Dad.

Hoogerland on rest Day

We watch races and we see riders pass through beautiful scenery and eager spectators. The peloton sometimes seems like one giant mass rolling down the road, we don't see individuals. But in that peloton are fathers, sons, boyfriends, brothers and friends. We only tend to realize this when we see crashes. I know whenever a crash occurs my stomach drops, it only returns to its normal placement when everyone has sat up and is mobile. I wonder if their Moms or Dads are watching. I know I heard Chris Horner in an interview say that his Mom texted him to ride careful, and that was the morning before his crash. This tour has sent my belly on a roller coaster ride. I'm relieved that everyone who has crashed and abandoned is able to see another day, but I can't imagine the disappointment they feel getting into the back of the ambulance or team car. Recover, relax and get back in the saddle.

A good sign:

Chris Horner recovering earlier this week with McDonald's, although

I know he would of rather had an In-n-Out Double Double

Week in Pictures

2011-07-08T18:04:00.001-07:00

Refrigerator Art

Somewhere a tiny clown is missing a shoe

Predictions Thus Far

2011-07-06T20:25:00.000-07:00

Join the Cuddle Army , buy a tee and spread the word

Oh my! little Old Lady Wilson knows her shit. If you you're wondering what I'm talking about take a peek at my last entry. Okay, I was off on the percentage of Spanish to French riders in the breakaways, and maybe about not having Cadel on the podium, we'll see, I hope I'm wrong. Go Cuddles!

I would put nothing but Gummi Bears and Vanilla GU in my musette

(I guess that's why I'm the rider I am)

Look at my little team though. Team Garmin-Cervelo must of read my words because they were spot on. TTT winners, Tyler takes his first win, and as of right now, I think they are still top team. I didn't see the yellow jersey for 4 days though, yay Thor. Time will tell how they'll do 1 or 2 weeks from now.

New Prediction: Ryder will take over the business end once they get into the mountains.

Summer Reading and Tour Picks

2011-07-01T14:00:00.000-07:00

Tour starts in one day. I figure you watch the tour for a few hours, then what are you going to do for the rest of the day? Read, at least until the recap show at 9PM. My first pick is Bill Strickland's Tour de Lance. Not just for Lance Lovers, Bill was like a barnacle following him during his comeback TDF, lots of insight. Krabbe's- The Rider, you have to read it at least once a year. And Finally Vive la Tour- all sorts of facts to make you sound like a real smarty pants at your LBS discussing the days tour results.

And now my tour picks, I know it doesn't matter to a lot of you what I pick, but I would like to look back 23 days from now and either stand here looking smug or feel like a complete moron when none of them come true. Anything can happen- injuries, crashes, breakaways, or surprise bus searches. The mags featured above are my official tools of research, plus Internet sites such as Cyclingnews and Velonews.

I enjoy Cycle sport's little symbols

My favorite fact about Contador (last line)

And now my picks for the podium:

1. Andy Schleck

2.Wiggo

3.Contador

Reasoning: The course looks like Frank should be able to protect and help Andy. Remember last year? AC was not on his top form,(which would explain why he might of needed his booster transfusion) and that was without doing the Giro and Frank not being there to help Andy. Contador is beat up, mentally and physically. He knows he's not wanted in the peloton, the Giro wrecked his legs, and the French public are going to reek havoc on him everywhere he goes. He can say all he wants about feeding off the negative vibes but I believe he's at his breaking point. I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt putting him in 3rd. Wiggins is strong and confident after his win at the Dauphiné, if he can stay anywhere near their wheels he's got it in the bag.

And now for the rest of my TOP TEN in no particular order:

Cadel Evans

Frank Schleck

Robert Gesink

Sammy Sanchez

Tony Martin

Chris Horner

Ryder Hesjedal

Wishful Thinking:

Nicolas Roche

Vino

Levi

Tommy Dannielson

Christian Vande Velde
Ivan Basso

Other Notable Happenings:

-Tyler Farrar will win his first TDF sprint, early on before Cav gets his legs.

-A French rider will be in 75% of the breakaways.

-A Spanish rider will be in be in 90% of them.

-Cavendish will will get pissed, cry, and showboat across the finish line crossing at least once. He will also not win the Green Jersey, quite possibly Tyler? Going out on a limb there.

-It will slip out that Thor Hushvod is moving to Europcar next year, you heard it here first.

-Garmin Cervelo will win TTT and take Top Team. Yep, they're still my favorite.

Voila! New Merchandise!

2011-06-30T09:23:00.000-07:00

"Well I'll be a fig newton,

Freebird Velo's got some new merchandise in time for the Tour!"

Go to La boutique for more.

Take a peeky and enjoy.

Cadel- Eight ball says: yes!!!

Translates to "I climb therefore I am"

No need to explain

Front and back view- climber's tee

Made ya look!

Andy all the Way

2011-06-29T18:39:00.001-07:00

Ah, the way racing should be. Let's hope he still has some fire left in that belly. If you like the screen saver check out Stomach Full of Anger

Cheerio Ol' Chap

2011-06-28T09:11:00.000-07:00

I've always been a bit of an anglo-phile. It started with Mary Poppins and Bed-knobs and Broomsticks and later on in life it was Hugh Grant and David Beckham. Now that I'm older my anglo-philism has transferred to cycling. I also enjoy a good scone and decent cup of tea. So it is with great pleasure that I present my dream Brit-bike. Not the lightest, but probably the sweetest looking and just a all around classic bike. No snot rockets lobbed from this bike, that's for sure, I'd carry a handkerchief in my brassiere.

I've been looking at Condor bikes for awhile and the Classico keeps dragging my attention back. I like the classic lines and the colors they chose blow my mind. To keep it classic I of course would choose a Brooks Swift, but with Titanium rails, to save what weight I could. And to bring a little Italian to the mix, Campy Athena 11 in aluminum.

The Promised Land

2011-06-26T19:51:00.000-07:00

Have I told you how much I enjoy Rapha Products. Well, I love them, and love 'em or hate 'em, that company is genius when it comes to marketing, craftmanship and delivering product to a hungry market. And I am proud to say they have made a devout follower out of me. This weekend my dear sweet hubby and I took a trip up north to San Fransisco for a belated 6 year Anniversary trip. No bikes, that was my anniversary gift to hubby, but I did manage to sneak in a trip to the Promised Land- the Rapha Club. It was better than I thought, everything you could possibly want, and they seemed to have it in stock. Except of course for the one thing hubby wanted, the Anquetil Club jersey. Sorry John, but you will have it by this weekend, the least I could do for the wonderful trip.

We also ambled across the GG bridge to Above Category in Mill Valley. And if I ever win the lottery, that is the first shop I'm going to go crazy in. Pegorreti, Moots, and Parlee oh my! Northern California is quite possibly one of the most beautiful areas in the country, and hopefully I'll be able to put rubber to asphalt up there sometime in the future.

BIKE PORN SUNDAY

2011-06-19T10:11:00.000-07:00

Ooh, Mommy Likey

Except the Fulcrums, and what is hopefully Campy electronic shifting.

Put some Boras and Super Record on and we got a party.

Cuddle Time!

2011-06-18T09:54:00.000-07:00

Coming soon to a T-shirt Near YOU!

Show Your Support!

Robot from Red Kite Prayer did his Friday post about absurd predictions for The Tour. His pick to win was Cadel. I don't think that's absurd at all, I always tend to root for him when one of the Schlecks or anyone from Leoperd-Trek for that matter or Garmin-Cervelo is out of the the mix for first.

So maybe he's not my top pick but I really do like Cadel. I like him because he's not afraid to show his cards. Step on his dog- you're gonna get a talkin to or maybe a punch. Win some stripes and little Bilbo Baggins is gonna turn on the water works. Emotion is good, it's human, no need to hide it.

Remember last Tour Andy said he was going to seek revenge on AC. That's good racing, I replayed that interview so many times I had it memorized. Why? Because it's good entertainment, that's why we watch right? Bring on the headbutts and cat fights with wheels. I read in a recent interview that he's NOT going into this year's tour to avenge Little Al. When I read that I must of sounded like a balloon when the air gets let out of it, just deflated. What happened to all his rage? I would think it would of been building up over the year, especially after the positive test. I know I couldn't hold it in, I'd be tweet'n hate mail everyday in broken Spanish to that guy. "Tu asso es mio Cuntador!" I guess we'll find out in a few weeks time if this has just been a ploy or if he really has lost his mojo. I know one thing, he can cut out all that buddy-buddy BS with Al. Cippo was right when he said:

Seeing Schleck and Contador embrace on the Tourmalet after crossing the line and then seeing Contador affectionately pinch Schleck’s cheek during his interview was unreal for me,” Cipollini exclaimed. “Logically, Schleck should have been raging, he had just lost the Tour after all.

Thor Finally Pops It

2011-06-15T17:47:00.000-07:00

Thor did it! He won a stage/race wearing his stripes. I can finally sleep soundly tonight.

I like this preview for the TDF because it makes me feel like I'm flying.

Six Years Is Rubber

2011-06-13T17:59:00.000-07:00

I have been married six years this weekend and everybody knows the traditional gift for six years is rubber. Before you start thinking my hubby is like Homer (buying Marge a bowling ball with HIS name on it) stop right there. He got me new tires and I didn't even have to drop hints or anything. I bet he got tired of hearing about my flatting stories. I walked 2.5 miles on Thursday because I left my tube on the coffee table and my patch kit is 10 years old, plus my tube of glue was just air. That really happened. So needless to say he got me the perfect gift. I run over so much debris it's ridiculous. I don't aim for it, it just sort of happens upon my wheel. So I was very happy when they came through the door in my hubby's hands.

I rode these fine pieces of German engineering this morning and instantly fell in love with them. Rolled great, grippy, and they put a smile on my face. One con- heaven forbid I have to fix a flat by myself because they are a bitch to get back on. I shouldn't have to worry about that though, not with these babies.

Now here are some things I like this week.

This looks like something I would draw when I was a kid. I guess that's why I like it.

I don't know about these Embrocation shoe covers. My first reaction is 'ah nasty! those look like neon yellow Fred jackets.' But the more I look at them the more I want a pair. Maybe for fall when the dark and dingy days come back.

New Merchandise!

2011-06-09T18:58:00.000-07:00

Yes folks, it's June, I know your calendars have 9 days worth of x's on them because le Tour is coming in less than a month. It's time to bone up on your merci's and crepe making skills. Fortunately I have some t-shirts that will get you in the spirit, you might need some help if AC decides to grace it with his presence. Look how good I was, not an expletive in sight. Here ya go, whether you think your bike is sexy or you delight in the joy of suffering, take a peek. More to come. Find em here

What Makes My Pedals Go Round

2011-06-05T13:15:00.000-07:00

Don't worry I've calmed down since my last post. I took a week off riding and now I am more than ready to get back in the saddle. While I was taking my mini cycling sabbatical I realized how much I love my two-wheeled partner in crime and everything that comes along with pedaling. I had some random photos found around the Internet sitting on my desktop and decided to share them. So here you go, this is what makes my pedals go round:

Thank You Signor Zomegnan

2011-05-30T11:32:00.000-07:00

I know where you can shove your little Pistolero A.C.

Thank you Signor Zomegnan for bringing the world such a fucked up Giro. I understand you want to make it exciting and that you had to please all the bureaucrats in Italy because of the 150 year anniversary, but good lord, pull your head out of your ass. There is a reason why most of the big names didn't show up to your dog and pony show. With a tour like yours they're lucky if they can even be on form to make it to the Vuelta. And by the way, last years Vuelta blew the Giro away. Why do you ask?- It was challenging but not freak show challenging. Yes it was hot in the begining, but it was not the frickin Bataan Death March. It had a good list of riders, it had sprint stages, what a concept, and the race for first place was kept close enough to be interesting. It's not the 1920's for crap's sake. So, because of these factors it was a great 3 weeks of racing which welcomed the viewers in and kept them interested. But you know what made it such a great race? NO CUNTADOR! Yes I'm going to spell it like that for the rest of my life. Or until the bastard retires, what am I saying, I'll always call him that.

Why did Cuntador have such a big lead? No one was there to challenge him. Nibali wasn't on form and Scarponi would have to have the tour of his life to even have a chance against him. I also mentioned in past posts that it's a pussy move to give a win to someone. It's like Cuntador is the Lord of Cycling, he blesses lesser riders with stage wins. Okay, I've calmed down. If Christian Prudhomme had any sense he would find a way to prohibit Cuntador from racing in the Tour. Save your ass now Prudhomme. If not maybe he could hire the Cinzano team from Breaking Away to join little Al on a training ride. "Whoops! my frame pump slipped out of my hands, darn gel." I don't want him dead by any means, just something that'll give him a little vacation, at least until September.

Maybe I'm just turning French in my old age. I enjoy seeing people suffer. I like seeing the under-dog come up for a win once in awhile. Why do you think the French public welcomed Lance back in 2009? He sucked, that's why, he was human. We all suffer. Unfortunately Cuntador has now put himself in Lances pre-comeback shoes. He can keep telling himself that people love him and support him but that's what crazy people tell themselves before they start hanging 9x12 foot tall self portraits of themselves over their bed. Domination does nothing for the human spirit, if anything it brings it down. I believe the best stage of the Giro was when Kiryienka won for Movistar in stage 20. It was the one stage I actually watched without fast forwarding. I finally got some feeling back in my heart when I watched him cross the finish line and point skyward in honor of Javier Tondo. Thank you for lasting this long. I promise to calm down by the next post.

Saturday Show and Tell

2011-05-28T19:33:00.000-07:00

Before I get to Saturday show and tell I need to share the absolute pleasure I got checking my email yesterday: I let out a squeal/dance (which looked and sounded like Snoopy) and with spastic little fingers I clicked the link and enjoyed an 18 minute cycling vacation. I'm a cycling romantic because I can't race, I could maybe, I just enjoy doing my own thing at my own speed. I don't think you can pull over and take pictures of cows or pick up random crap from the road during a crit. Those who can't watch.

Lunch

Constipated Cat

Found this little guy in the road while riding,

unfortunately for me we found his owners.

I fell in love with him in 1 minute.

Family on Wheels

2011-05-24T18:33:00.000-07:00

It was a shocker yesterday hearing about Javier Tondo. I was saddened when I saw photos that reminded me just who he was. It was Paris-Nice last year, stage 6. Watching it on TV I remember not wanting him to win for some reason, probably one of my picks was closing in on him or something that usually leads me to yell at the TV. When he got closer to the finish line and I knew he was going to win, and he knew he was going to win, well, that's when I started rooting for him. His win was so genuine and pure, I loved it. It reminded me of H. Haussler's TdF stage win. When I saw him on the podium, he was a bit goofy looking, but something about him made you like him. Thoughts and prayers go out.

The cycling community has lost 2 amazing guys this month. I can't imagine how the pro peloton is taking loosing another rider. They're like a family on wheels, but on a larger scale, we're all like a family. As cyclists we share a passion, we're not all on the same ability level, but we all love getting our ass in the saddle, whether it's with our friends or an early morning solo. It's not like we love putting on Lycra (maybe some do), wasting cash on carbon, and for the men, shaving legs. We take part in these crack pot behaviors because it's part of the cycling lifestyle, but to be honest, riding a bike is fun, plain and simple. Unfortunately when we loose a professional or local club rider, it hurts. It hurts because we're all just that big family on wheels.

The Rapture Stage

2011-05-21T15:56:00.000-07:00

Well I made it to the start line of stage 7 TOC. I mentioned in an earlier post I might try to get up the legs to climb up to at least Baldy Village but some things are better left to another day and fresher legs. Trust me you'll see it on here when I get the urge to tackle it.

Here is a collection of images from this morning. I only got halfway down the line of buses because I saw the Trek-Leopard bus, which paid off because I got to see Andy Schleck. I also stopped by the HTC bus and caught sight of Bernie Eisel but missed my chance to have my picture with him, ya snooze ya loose. Instead I got some gratuitous shots of him stretching before lining up, I didn't feel like a dirty 'ol cougar, nope, not at all.

Bernie E., no Comment. I'll get in trouble no matter what

Taylor Phinney

Happy Slave Driving Jelly Bean

The Bissell Stable

Oh, oh it's Oreo time

Race Rage

2011-05-20T09:52:00.000-07:00

Is it me or is the Giro becoming more boring by the day. I just finished watching stage 13, Grossglockner, the first real big mountain stage. But my initial excitement was deflated on Mt. Etna, I was cursing at the TV, which is a usual occurrence during races, when Cuntador took off and no one could stay on his wheel except little Rujano. And today's stage was a total replay. What made it worse, and I'm going to sound like Cippolini here, Cuntador is a pussy, don't give that guy the stage, if he can beat you make him work for it, you're not winning anyone over by playing the gentleman rider. Meanwhile every other GC contender on the hill looked like their brakes were dragging. I'm upset because Cuntador is turning this tour into a boring, one way, uneventful race, and what's worse is, he's not going to hold his title after he's convicted. So at best, the real tour is between all the riders who are 1-2 minutes behind him. I can't follow a race that way, UCI need to get their heads out of their asses. Make some rules that actually make sense. There is no reason why he should be racing now, look at what happened to Valverde. All his titles for last year were stripped and the real winners didn't get their true rewards. Now that the sprint stages are done, breakaways and the beautiful scenery of Italy are the only thing the Giro has going for it.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAV! YOU'RE NOT FAT!

Itsa Italian Import Time

2011-05-17T18:18:00.000-07:00

CAV POPS HIS GIRO CHERRY

Good on you Cav. I know I've written in the past about Cavendish being a total pussy, but I'm starting to take a shine to the kid. He's not all that bad actually, like I've mentioned before the peloton needs characters like him just like we need Cancellara's and Millar's. Let's just say I was on the edge of the couch again looking like a jockey riding down the home stretch when Cav was on Petacchi's wheel, brilliant. That's karma for ya.

IT'S ITALIAN IMPORT TIME!

After the heartbreak last week at the Giro I thought it was a good time to finally buy my Madonna Del Ghisallo medal. We all need a little help when out on the open road, hopefully she'll watch over me even though I don't go to mass. I've been wearing it since last night and my neck didn't turn green so good news there. Sorry for the stock photo, I had two glasses of wine with my homemade mac & cheese tonight and I'm feeling a bit loopy, so no real pictures.

Went to Costco with my mom today and we both yelled "Mamma Mia!" in unison when we saw they had Superga shoes. I know the UK has them for sale on every corner, but we have to go to specialty shops to find them. Don't judge me for buying shoes at Costco. I got a white pair by the way.

Don't Hate Me Cause I Suck Wheels

2011-05-16T14:46:00.000-07:00

Becky has a word for him,"WHEELSUCKER."

Riding this weekend in Southern California was moist, at least in the mornings. An unreasonable-unseasonable low pressure system has made for wet roads and wet socks too. Went riding Saturday and Sunday with Hubby and he enjoyed the taste of my rear wheel for quite a bit. In the shot above he let up a bit because he knew I was taking a picture. Don't let him fool you. I made myself laugh pretty hard on a semi tough short climb, unfortunately I can't remember what I said to myself. Yes, when I get hungry I get a bit punchy and start talking to myself and I tend to laugh at anything and everything. So maybe it was lame and it's better if I did forget.

Unfortunately on Sunday the Lake Tahoe stage of Tour of California had to be cancelled due to a freaky late season snow. I'm really bummed because I love Tahoe and I think it is one of the most beautiful places in California. I'm also bummed because I made sure I washed the bikes after our ride and got my soup and brownie from Panera so I could watch the tour and enjoy my late lunch. Instead I watched the Tour preview show again. I would love to do the ride around Tahoe in September, sounds like a good birthday present. Hint, hint, hubby, hubby.

Weekend Show and Tell

2011-05-13T17:36:00.000-07:00

Lincoln GP 2011 - Rapha Condor Sharp - Chasing the Team from Condor Cycles on Vimeo.

I caught this movie over on Bianchista. I love all things England and I'm not just kissing hiney. After watching the pink hoopla of the Giro it's nice to watch a small homey feeling race. So if you have an extra 8 minutes this weekend, take a peeky.

With the unexpected, unfortunate passing of Wouter Weylandt, Team Leopard-Trek has set up a fund for his family. And over on Stomach Full of Anger I found this shirt that honors Wouter and donates all proceeds to his charity, I ordered mine, get yours.

Wouter Weylandt

2011-05-09T10:33:00.000-07:00

Absolutely shocking. Thought and prayers go out to Wouter's family, friends, and teammates. I read on Velonews that his girlfriend is expecting their first child in September, truly heartbreaking.

As for the television coverage I can't explain the feeling I got watching the live footage. What was the camera man thinking, what was the editing room thinking? In a moment like that when you come upon that scenario, use some common sense. It made me sick to my stomach all morning, not too mention worrying about who it was and if their family was watching. I pray they weren't watching.

That Other Race In May

2011-05-06T08:53:00.000-07:00

Yes, there is another race that takes place in May, and for those who fear the color pink and masochistic mountain stages this one might be more your flavor. It also takes place in my native land, the Republic of California. One stage is actually 1/2 an hour away so I'm debating- linger and stalk riders in the staging area or actually put in some effort and climb part of the stage. Unfortunately it's not a sprinters stage. It's the much talked about Mt. Baldy mountain stage. A real mountain top finish, not like last year's Big Bear finish where it pussed out in the end. I actually went to that one but all I saw was a blur of neon green (Peter Sagan) whiz by and helicopters hovering above. No the Baldy stage is pretty promising, besides, there's family history on that mountain. My great grandma was the principal and teacher at the little school in the village and my great aunt's family used to own the trout farm. I have a couple weeks to decide, stay tuned.

I'm pretty damn lucky to live were I live, that's all I have to say. Beautiful coastlines, mountains, um desert? (I can take that one or leave it) and quiet country roads if you look hard enough. Next time you hear me complain about California, give me a slap. Not too hard, and not in the face, that's how I makes my livin's.

2011 Tour of California — Intro from RAPHA on Vimeo.

I haven't posted lately because the Rapha Continental put out their Tour of California movies. Love 'em. They covered four stages of the tour and shared their adventures with us by way of photos, video, and words. It's really worth a peek. Upon reading I'm happy to find out that I'm not the only one in the world who stops and picks up random objects while out riding about. Cole Maness (the mustachioed man) picks flowers, collects feathers, and who knows what else while riding. I bet he's never found a perfect avocado, yeah he probably has.

SUFFER IN SILENCE

2011-05-03T09:05:00.000-07:00

HENRY HANK IS FIRST RIDER ON THE RIGHT

World famous CAT 3 rider, HENRY HANK VALENZUELA III has a saying- SUFFER IN SILENCE. I believe these are pretty good words to live by, and sometimes I should heed them myself, but all in all, I'm a pretty tough bitch. I don't like to hear others complain and don't get me started on moaners and grunters. I made him a tee and it started out as a one of a kind but now it's about to go international and quite possibly another color. We'll see what comes of it. Keep an eye out for it at my shop on Etsy.com. or just click on my shop button to the right. Should be up by the weekend.

MY MITTS GOT TOO HOT

I mentioned before I was going to get a set of pink brake hoods in honor of the Giro. Well, I found a pair of pink Hüdz 1/2 off, which made them a little easier to buy. Not the best color combos but it's only for a month. Taking off the original Campy ones were a pain. Now I need white bar tape because Becky says:

-"LESS RAPHA, MORE GIRO!"

On my ride today I felt like a cave woman, I was a gatherer, look at the goodies I found. Everyone knows fruit can't be considered stolen if its just one or two.

Giro Countdown

2011-05-02T08:35:00.001-07:00

Available @ FreebirdVelo's shop

It's May, time for the Giro. I'm celebrating by putting on pink brake hoods, but they're only staying on there for the month. I don't want to be one of THOSE women. Besides, I don't think they're going to look to hot, photos to come.

Rapha California from RAPHA on Vimeo.

Another big thing for the month of May is the opening of the Rapha Cycle Club in San Fransisco. There has never been a better excuse to head North than to visit my wallet's mortal enemy- Rapha. Love them.

Speaking of the Giro and Italy, I just discovered Capo's new Spring/Summer line up. And looky what I found- a celeste colored kit. I need a new swimsuit but this kit takes precedence over that for sure.

Hey You Wheel Sucker!

2011-04-25T19:49:00.000-07:00

I'd like to introduce everyone to FREEBIRD VELO's new mascot!

BECKY!

She will be floating around from time to time to add some feisty-ness to the blog. I hope you've all seen American Flyers. If not, I don't know what to tell you. Are you riding a beach cruiser? I identify a little bit with Becky, she's kind of an airhead, she's frisky, and she likes Fig Newtons.

So welcome to Freebird Becky, hope you brought your rock, we might need it sometime.

I Want a Dog Named Fausto

2011-04-21T14:22:00.000-07:00

I'm an American. Am I happy about it? Yes. Do I sometimes daydream about being born into a Tuscan family, raising olives and taking my truffle sniffing dog named Fausto out into the woods, hunting tasty fungus? Yes I do. I have an unhealthy at times, passion for all things Italian. Whether it be cycling related, food, travel(at some point), and their wonderful use of the coffee bean. I hope by some karmic coincidence, if I submerse myself in all things Italian I will come back as an Italian, hopefully still female with a bigger rack, and thick, shiny, lustrous hair, oh, and still have my passion for cycling. I understand the rack might interfere with my aerodynamics but I'm willing to take a chance.

Before I turned into an Italo-phile (is that right?) and I started looking for my first road bike, I checked out our LBS, Cyclery USA. I've been going there since my first bike. For my first road bike I test rode a Trek 1.5, I think, it was white with neon green. I never put a leg over a road bike in my life until that day. It was like that bike was made for me. It felt surprisingly good, even after being on cushy mountain bikes. I have to owe it to Trek or my body geometry, I don't know which, but they do make a well made, handsome bike. You see, Treks are handsome. Bianchi's on the other hand are georgeous. After watching this video it reminded me of the first time I test rode that atomic pea green Trek. I also like hearing Fabian talk about his first time on the cobbles, makes me appreciate him even more.

I will say Trek-Leopard is taking a lot of crap for their kits but I like 'em. The blue/green band kind of looks like celeste.

A little Sum'n Diffrent

2011-04-18T14:15:00.000-07:00

I know this is a cycling blog but one or two of you out there might surf too. This wetsuit was too sick to just keep to my little old self, sorry it's a girls suit.

Also a new shop, at least to me, down in Newport, called Almond. Need to check it out this weekend.

And also the hubby needs to try out his birthday present I made him. This fine custom sea-ghetto handplane.

Love Him or Hate Him

2011-04-14T08:57:00.001-07:00

Love Him, Love Him Not

Something He's Not

BOTH FOR SALE ON MY SHOP

Paris Roubaix Plus 2

2011-04-12T12:18:00.000-07:00

It's Tuesday, Paris Roubaix was two days ago. I've had time to process and watch the final hour of racing three times over. I was watching Cancellara and Hushovd when they were having a heated discussion with what looks like a director's car and Garmin's team car. I did read in an interview- Thor said he wanted to respect his teammate up the road so he would stay on Cancellara's wheel the whole day and not attack. Is that real racing? Does that seem like a pussy move, I say yes. They were 20 seconds from the lead group at one time, why didn't they bridge the gap? I want to see real racing, brutal, painful, glorious racing. Don't get me wrong, I know they rode their hearts out, but what I saw was pathetic. Where is the Thor from stage 17 in 2009 Tour de France, breaking away to take full control of the green jersey from Cavendish.

How would you like to see that coming up in your rear view?

Funny coincidence: there's a quote from Cancellara in the May issue of Velonews magazine, yes I still read paper products. Here it is:

In the end it was Belgian, Johann van Summeren who emerged out of the cobbled dust bowl. With a flat no less for the last few k's, but still able to propose to his long-time girlfriend.

Just for the ladies and you sensitive guys

Garmin got their long awaited big Classics win. I'm kind of thinking that this would of happened for them sooner or later, they didn't need all the extra artillery that Cervelo added. Anything can happen with a proper breakaway. That's my 2cents.

All in all it was a sweet Paris Roubaix. Don't get me wrong, Cancellara had a good race and tried to put in a last minute attack. He either didn't have the legs or was actually foiled by Garmin's supposed attack plan. It just shows us that riders are human.

Mixing Business With Pleasure

2011-04-11T19:29:00.000-07:00

San Diego Custom Bike Show, Bike Jumble, and Gran Fondo this weekend. I have to owe it to my hubby, not too many men would give up their weekend to help sit behind a table pedaling their wife's wares to bike show attendees. Actually it was just Saturday, Sunday we did the Gran Fondo, although I don't know which was worse for him. 60 miles is kind of hard on a body after a shabby winter of riding, add to that a crappy saddle (I will not mention which one he has but it looks like it could use some viagra), not the happiest of bums, that's for sure.

Our Post For 6 Hours

No One Bought My $25 Banana

Bilenky's Infamous Shelly Horton

My Personal Favorite, Winter Bicycle's Cross Bike (Sweet and Simple)

Back to the show, kind of small. I was too cheap to buy a booth at the show so I opted for the Bike Jumble. It unfortunately was not like the ones that go on in New York. We had 8 vendors total, and it was upstairs from the show. If you don't know about it, it's a bike swap meet, were you can buy whole bikes, bike parts galore, bike related crafts, anything cycling. This one was like that, just on a more miniature, half-assed scale. My table was next to the big window and I got to watch Bilenky do a photo shoot in front of a fountain. That was the highlight for Saturday.

More Than Halfway Through on Sunday

I Got Chocolate GU on my Jersey (front and back)

Therefore Hubby Called me Shit Tit For 26 Miles

The Gran Fondo was good, medio route wasn't completely flat but it didn't kill you either. I'm curious how the 100 miler was. Not that I was ready for it by any means. Couldn't ask for better weather. I don't think it got hotter than 80 degrees, and not a cloud in the sky. Well, after the marine layer burned off, once that happened my fingers started gaining feeling. If you ever get the chance I highly recommend doing it, friendly people, it's organized pretty well, and we didn't get lost. Good sign placement. Only thing I would change is the finish line. You have to cross 3 lanes of busy traffic to turn into the expo/finish line. My hubby used this to his advantage, he knows I'm a scaredy cat when it comes to heavy traffic. Little bugger went on red to get to the finish line first. His trash talking came to fruition. C'est la vie.

Yep, It's a Pup

I Saw The Great American Hero(Google if you don't know him) in Chula Vista