http://nyvelocity.com/content/interviews/2011/landiskimmage
I don't understand the point of this story. I normally drink 15 espressos with breakfast.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Sunday, March 21, 2010
2 reasons Fabian Cancellara is one of my favorite racers
Exhibit A: Responding to the recent UCI decision to ban his aerodynamic Specialized Shiv time-trial bike from competition, Cancellara had this to say:
Exhibit B:
Do you remember the ONCE team? They had avant-garde bikes. When people look at the pro bikes, they should go crazy with the desire to have one the same. Anyway, I'd win, even if they give me a steel bike.
Exhibit B:
Friday, February 5, 2010
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Rest Vacation
The first half of the season is now over. I had good sensations, and I felt that the form was there, but the results don't quite match up. That's racing. There was some bad luck along the way, but luckily I never crashed or became ill. Now, I retire to a quaint chateau in the mountains of the American Northwest with Alejandro Valverde to rest and prepare for the closing races of the season.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Culture Shock
Today at work a lovely American girl who was walking by asked me, "Wanna give me a pump back to my office?" and motioned toward my beautiful Italian bicycle. I thought she was being serious, and I asked her to...how you say...become my wife. She laughed and smiled and broke my heart. I was being serious.
Monday, April 13, 2009
The Hammer Falls - Part I
Apologies for the delay in this update. Immediately following the racing in Fort Davis, I retired to a super-secret location somewhere in the rugged mountains along the Mexican border to receive emergency blood transfusions from hyper-oxygenated Himalayan sherpas. After a week of hot oil massages and rest, I can now say I am fully recovered from the savage festivities of the Fort Davis Hammerfest.
Before the first race day even arrived, my team, the might Wooly Mammoths began to take casualties. One of our hardiest racers, Giuseppe von Slatesonvald (who, in order to prepare for racing in the thin air of the West Texas mountains, had planned to camp at elevation with nothing but a pocket knife, a couple of matches, and a long-sleeve wool jersey for warmth) succumbed to a common viral infection. This was but a sign of things to come...
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fort davis hammerfest,
mountains,
racing
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