173: four silver, one black

"on the way to the tower the Gentleman and Bezerker had taken down six heroes a piece, before I even had a chance to engage one. Never underestimate the importance of surrounding yourself with good people. My first battle was with Studly Agent. Truthfully he bored me even during his prime. All he had was some super strength and an inordinate sense of pride, that was his entire story. Through the tight corner, we muscled each other for position, using my supreme Faticus carcass and my doomsday machine, I held my ground, raising my right elbow to make sure he knew I was there. I pushed outside knowing I could have kept the corner closer to the inside post. This forced him into the tape. He let out a sad little roar as he crashed into a step stake breaking through the tape and tumbling to the ground. Time for me to join my peers... "

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Diane and I stood in the Star Wars section of Toys R Us. We were shopping for my niece and nephew's birthday party. Diane and I are debating over the Imperial Cruiser and the AT-AP Walker :


FM: "we should totally get the cruiser. It's got dudes. It's sweet"

Monkey: "you're crazy, this has dude's too, two storm troopers"

FM: "Mine has three dudes, a storm trooper, and battle damaged Darth Vader !"

Monkey: "The walker is cooler. we're getting it."

she picks it up off the shelf and begins to walk away.

FM: " Battle Damaged Darth Vader ! How can you turn your back on Battle Damaged Darth Vader!?"

Next we ventured to Kid's Gap, which is a scam. But as soon as we walked in we heard a song playing, and the chorus was "ROBOT MONKEY HEAD, ROBOT MONKEY HEAD" Perhaps this is the place for us.

We looked but couldn't quite decide, we picked up a cute shirt and then the most adorable kid ran up in front of us looked us in the eye. At the top of her probably not 4 year old lungs, she shouted, "MONKEY, MONKEY, MONKEY, MONKEY, MONKEY !" She held up the stuffed Monkey she was holding. Just as suddenly as the encounter began, she looked away, spotted her mother and raced across the store. We knew we found what we were looking for at that point.

My niece got some Little Miss Giggles T-shirts and items.

DCCoD held it's first meeting of 2008. We called it Grass Track.



After a few 1 lap sprints to open things up we had 6 races on the slate.



Grass track is (i)Paul's genius plan, which is silly fun, and reminds you just how hard racing on the grass is. (i)Paul set up a slate of 6 tough races for the group: Dennisbike, Troop the Belgian workhorse, Jan, Scooter, Bad Andy, CZ, Benny da jewlar, Papa Smurf, Linda, EPI and myself.



Bady Andy took the omnium for the day, ripping my heart out and throwing it on the ground in a bike throw sprint for the win on the third event, a win and out. Curses foiled by a librarian.



The racing was fun, and a great effort. I'm still pretty shattered. I got my ass handed to me pretty good today, any illusions that I held about how strong I was, or how much work I have to do dissipated on the field today. I found myself fighting to keep my coffee in my stomach and not on my top tube. Luckily my goal is to be strong in fall, not on August 3rd.



a couple of clips from our 9 lap points race:











my cross/mountain bike shoes smell so bad, they were stinking up my entire car. I don't even like driving with them. They will no longer be stored in my bag. They live in the garage now.


47 days until cross season. I am so fucked.

respect.
faticus