2nd at Dakota in the 3/4/5 race.

Thanks Matt, Mike and Eric.

Got caught behind in a crash with 2 to go in the 1/2/3 race...

More.

Hard night?

"Da Bomb" gots a 4th in the RR, 2nd in the TT and 3rd in the crit for 2nd over all.

Why is my number wrinkled? Ahh yeah, it's not a problem down here... Seconds baby, seconds.


Eric C has more photos but we'll have good ones from the crit from the pro photographers. All I have to say is pro baby, pro.

Photo report.

Start and finish of the RR

Free meal at a thanks to the promoter and sponsor.

Little art...

Giggidy Giggidy

I woke up this morning and left my place to go join my friends, Adam and Tracy Emanoff, at the Muddy River Rock-n-Roll mtb race in Red Wing. As I drove out of the garage at my apartment complex, I see this:

Yup, someone in my apartment complex is having a sleepover with a Kelly Benefit team member or whomever gets to take the team car home. I wonder who it is...

Omaha, Sorry Super... I feel like an a$$

Didn't know we were going till Thursday night.

Long drive

I've took a lot of pictures.

Eric was off the front by himself in the road race for 70km but was brought back. :(
I had to ride hard with a couple teams because an all9yards guy was off the front.
Mike got 3rd in the field sprint 4th overall. Da Bomb rode well

Mike's TT "I don't now how I did, I don't know the time because we left to early... Good... Good, 27 avg. it was ok."

This race is sweet so far. But no ones here. Why?

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*Update*

Mike got 2nd in the TT missing first by 1 second; Should have use those aero booties.
He's 3rd in the GC being only 9 second out from first and 1 second from 2nd. Tomorrow is the crit 1st is 15 second bonus. With time primes throwing in there. We're going for the win

Think we won't?

Free Blaine Day.

Is tommorow. Here is why as told by Mucker.

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I remember it like yesterday. A summer Shame hockey game, down 6-2. Some punk tries to get a breakaway in the closing 12 seconds. Blaine 'Barbarian' Bargfrede catches #12 Hawley with ease and poke checks the puck into the corner. As they both approach the boards, Hawley puts his arm around Barbarian's neck and attempts to bulldog him head first into the boards. It looked wicked from the bench. Barbarian hits the brakes and Hawley crashes face first into the boards himself. Aggitated, embarassed and Shamed, Hawley pushes Blaine. Blaine returns with a shove. Then Hawley looses his mind and attempts to throw a series of overhand bombs at our Barbarbian. Blaine grabs the punks jersey and tosses this rag doll to the ice. 'Blue', our 62 year old enforcer, jumps in and the altercation ended.

So it was.

A year later, I now prepare for Free Blaine Day. My black jeans, black shirt with 'Free Blaine' armband ducktaped to its back await.

Tomorrow, I will take a few minutes around 8:17pm, step outside and pour some of my Mickey's Big Mouth Ice onto my lawn.

Say a few words about our banished brother and walk back inside.

"Free Blaine"

This is how we roll.

It's over!!!

8 years, 8 long sometimes fun, hard, slow, exciting, disappointing years.

I just received my "Honorable" discharge papers in an email.

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What do I get from all this? The VA turned down my education benefits, because I haven't had 6 years of service. Really? Its no wonder why soldiers go ape shit...

Time to make some phone calls.


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The first round after the race Sunday is on me.

Shame.

I don't feel Shame, Do you?

Ruling Needed

So, yesterday Mike and I had the entertaining opportunity to see an iPhone in the flesh or plastic/bullet proof glass/magical materials that it's made of. A good friend of ours had been waiting to get one for months. I thought it was awesome. I had previously thought they were ridiculous and incredibly unnecessary, but it won me over. However, for the price tag and the fact that it's on the At&t network, you won't be seeing me with one anytime soon. Mike on the other hand immediately took sides with Smithers and called him a douchebag to which he answered 'Yes, I am'. Which leaves the question - does admitting you're a douchebag erase your previously thought status of actually being a douchebag because you countered with admission? Or does admitting you're a douchebag make you an even bigger douchebag because you know you're one, but just don't care?

A ruling is needed please.

Why do you ride?

I ride for the love of a beer after (or during on the long rides.)

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I'm beating Super in ROY, I'm 13th he's 14th. So... Super isn't so super.

Where's my pro contract?

"I'll be signing autographs after I change some dippers, drive the little one to grandmas and pas, and have dinner with my wife."

Good job Wiki.

Ben M. from Hoigaard's locked up 3rd. Where was this form earlier? Good job dude.

Thanks Skinnyski.com

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The 3/4s race = Thinking to much.

No Pain.

So at Northfield I felt something, no I did something I haven't done before. Instead of feeling pain, I just did what I had to do. This was the first time in my few years of racing where I felt no pain (only during the last lap when it was go time)nor heard anything till the race was over.

I also felt this way last night at the track, when Matt M., Dr. Fil and some Kenwoods guy and myself lapped the field in the points race (this was even planned out.) I didn't feel any pain till we hit the back of the field and I started thinking I needed rest... Then I got lapped... It was lame...

So from now on I'm going to train my mind more. It's easier to just "Do."

Nike was right.

Thong, thong thong thong.

When my neighbors do laundry there always seems to be a thong that never makes it in the wash or has jump out of the laundry basket and lands on the floor.

When finding a rouge thong one should:
A. Be a gentleman and find the owner.
B. Just leave it alone, the mother will be back.
C. Stop and smell the roses.
D. Save it and give it to Skibby to nurse back to health.
E. Start a collection. At the condo party bust those babies out for a classic game of "Guess whose."
F. Can I live at your place?

It's so easy.

I was on the fence on where I wanted to go to school. My choices were the U of M or Midwestern State University in Texas. Well I made up my mind today thanks to a couple of U of M riders not waving to me on the Green Way.

O well, No hard feelings, see you guys next year at Nats. ;)