Sunday, September 14, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
2009 Cannondale
The Cannondale '09 range is available on their site. Couldn't find it through the front door but Google got me there easy enough. I have to say the SuperSix looks sweet but everything is looking a bit pov as you go down the range. Sloping headtubes, more carbon - I think Cannondale might be giving up on ther traditional appeal and going more mass market. Shame - though all but Alastair probably couldn't care less.
http://www.cannondale.com/bikes/09/cusa/model-9RSS0S_9RSS0D.html
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Infringement Notification
Luko was awarded his second yellow card in a week for "inappropiate light etiquette" last night. Attacking through a green set of lights is normally cool, very cool if you time it right, but with the lactic acid a madatory companion for everyone last night we didn't all make it through and Luko earnt "The Card".
Good job Luko. ;)
Anyway onto Cycledan. Who will break the rules tonight???
The Southerton Memorial Smash
With Bob going into hospital and absent from the 1750 for a week or two, it was broadcast loud and clear that Tuesday night would be a bit of a send off.
It started early with the efforts coming thick and fast. Bob was gutsy, and showed great composure, clearly subscribing to the notion that the best defense is good offense. Ryan wound it up round Canada bay and the elastic snapped but we quickly regrouped through the lights. The trip through Concord was ridden with anxious anticipation. Like the first two laps of a track sprint, everyone waiting for the moves. Ryan launched up the hill and the usual sprint to the hospital ensued. Bob had hung on.
We all thought that was to be it. But in a surprise show of commitment and a willingness to suffer, Bob and Harry continued the procession up Chatam rd and through to Epping. Whether this was a calculated risk I am not sure or perhaps Bob had had prior words with Al. Heading up the hill obviously left Bob very open to further attacks. Fortunately the lactic had been high and we all rode tempo to Epping.
It was a nice ride all said and done. All the best for the op Bob. And stay tuned for the welcome back!
It started early with the efforts coming thick and fast. Bob was gutsy, and showed great composure, clearly subscribing to the notion that the best defense is good offense. Ryan wound it up round Canada bay and the elastic snapped but we quickly regrouped through the lights. The trip through Concord was ridden with anxious anticipation. Like the first two laps of a track sprint, everyone waiting for the moves. Ryan launched up the hill and the usual sprint to the hospital ensued. Bob had hung on.
We all thought that was to be it. But in a surprise show of commitment and a willingness to suffer, Bob and Harry continued the procession up Chatam rd and through to Epping. Whether this was a calculated risk I am not sure or perhaps Bob had had prior words with Al. Heading up the hill obviously left Bob very open to further attacks. Fortunately the lactic had been high and we all rode tempo to Epping.
It was a nice ride all said and done. All the best for the op Bob. And stay tuned for the welcome back!
WOHA!
confirmed Armstrong back!
http://news.smh.com.au/sport/armstrong-confirms-cycling-comeback-20080910-4d5q.html
not even on cycling news yet
http://news.smh.com.au/sport/armstrong-confirms-cycling-comeback-20080910-4d5q.html
not even on cycling news yet
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
HB Report: was it fast or have I lost form?
With the return of Benny Isaksen, there was none of the usual pfaffing. A sizeable Group #1 rolled out without hesitation. And it was a big group, the first lap I think I was only required to pull one turn up Edwin Flack. The tempo rose pretty steadily with all and sundry hanging on.
Quickly the workers reduced. Alastair in his best whisper announced "after the sprint, Lap 3, the move's on" I think his whisper was heard by more than a few, and come the third lap when Alastair fired up people seemed to know this was not just a sprint and that the Pain Train had left the station. I got stuck in no mans land, half mental, half physical - fortunately I was aided by the youthful legs of Alex Wong who buried himself to bring it back together. That was a relief. Then it was just a matter of settling down and waiting for the inevitable Lap 5 sprint.
I was feeling alright. Was watching wheels up Edwin Flack for the last time. When we rolled round onto the 2nd last straight, I managed to grab the wheel of Ben. I was thinking this could only be a good thing. Just as that thought crossed my mind Scotty jumped fairly convincingly. I resisted the urge to follow his wheel thinking that Ben and Ryan were yet to fire up the afterburners. That proved a good bet, rounding the final bend, Benny had a clear run to the line and I had his wheel. Again I was thinking this could only be a good thing. Then he sprinted. I had a quick realisation that my legs don't turn that fast. Oh well I thought, second to Isaksen is respectable. Just as that thought was forming I noticed a blue tyre ot of the corner of my. Oh Crap - Ryan, I tried to hang on, but when he hit top gear, that was it. So thrid it was.
But man it was good to be back after a fairly long absence. I jumped in the car still suffering what can only be described as lactic toxic shock. Home for breakfast with the wife and kid. On the bike and back to work. Everybody's happy.
What was it like for you?
Quickly the workers reduced. Alastair in his best whisper announced "after the sprint, Lap 3, the move's on" I think his whisper was heard by more than a few, and come the third lap when Alastair fired up people seemed to know this was not just a sprint and that the Pain Train had left the station. I got stuck in no mans land, half mental, half physical - fortunately I was aided by the youthful legs of Alex Wong who buried himself to bring it back together. That was a relief. Then it was just a matter of settling down and waiting for the inevitable Lap 5 sprint.
I was feeling alright. Was watching wheels up Edwin Flack for the last time. When we rolled round onto the 2nd last straight, I managed to grab the wheel of Ben. I was thinking this could only be a good thing. Just as that thought crossed my mind Scotty jumped fairly convincingly. I resisted the urge to follow his wheel thinking that Ben and Ryan were yet to fire up the afterburners. That proved a good bet, rounding the final bend, Benny had a clear run to the line and I had his wheel. Again I was thinking this could only be a good thing. Then he sprinted. I had a quick realisation that my legs don't turn that fast. Oh well I thought, second to Isaksen is respectable. Just as that thought was forming I noticed a blue tyre ot of the corner of my. Oh Crap - Ryan, I tried to hang on, but when he hit top gear, that was it. So thrid it was.
But man it was good to be back after a fairly long absence. I jumped in the car still suffering what can only be described as lactic toxic shock. Home for breakfast with the wife and kid. On the bike and back to work. Everybody's happy.
What was it like for you?
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