Better than living in the real world

boulder cup

2009-10-31T19:46:00.000-07:00

boulder cup race tomorrow at the rez. be there.

SunTour

2009-10-13T02:58:00.000-07:00

My legs have never hurt like this before in October. Ouch. FunTour... HA! Yeah right!The last 2 days have been full on. WINDY!!! No worries though mates. Today was a good day, picked up some more KOM points to strech out my led in that comp (cross your fingers! Tomorrow has some big points.) and I saw my first kangaroo today! It was dead, bloated and stiff on the side of the road and we blew past it going 50km an hour but I saw one!!!

Did I mention we won today to?!!!! Congrats to our boy Sutton. Good on ya mate!

4 more days of racing left this season,
alex

OZ

2009-10-08T22:25:00.000-07:00

made it to Australia. What a flight. 16hrs from LA to Sydney is a bit rude. Especially with short flights on either end. As they say though, "no worries." All is well here. Kinda nice being in a foreign country where I'm fluent in the language. Race starts Sunday. Bring it on!

350.org

2009-10-01T21:08:00.001-07:00

L'Avenir, Italy, Worlds

2009-09-30T15:53:00.000-07:00

Ok, ok. I know, it's been a while. Unfortunately it's not over either and I'm still running in the red so I'm going to have to keep this brief.

L'Avenir was tough. 9 days in northern France racing against the best u23 riders in the world is not exactly easy but team USA got along just fine. We ended the race with Tejay taking a big 2nd over all, a 2nd in the tt, 2nd on the 3rd stage, and a 3rd on the final stage. Not too bad. Only issue with doing that well is how close we were to winning something big. So close. Tejay lost the damn race by one second! So close. For me personally it was a good experience. Made the break on a couple of days, did plenty of work to make sure captain Tejay and Pete were where they needed to be and managed to have a good time doing it. Looking forward to trying to get some legit results for myself there next year.

After L'Avenir team USA made a quick trip to Belgium to drop off/pick up some stuff, did a sweet, "beer ride" and quickly made our way down to Lucca, Italy for a little R & R before heading to Switzerland for Worlds. Before moving on to Worlds I just want to say that if you ever get the chance to visit Lucca, take it. The area is an endless maze of bike path sized roads winding through, around, and over every little hill and mountain in the area. Damn good riding. Great place to be after suffering in northern France eating crappy over cooked pasta for breakfast and dinner for nine days.

Worlds. Nice hotel, fun atmosphere, beautiful area, crazy course, less than stellar result. What can I say? I had a blast but I am definitely less than satisfied with our team's performance in the U23 race. Broken spokes, and a few flats offer a couple of excuses. But for those of us that didn't have any bad luck I can't really offer up any reasons for the less than stellar performance other than the fact that it has been a long season. I'm cooked.

I may be cooked but it ain't over yet. I have one week at home then it's off to the Suntour in Australia on the 6th. Race is from the 11th to the 17th. Should be a tough one. Cool part is, is that I will be racing with the ProTour boys. No shame in getting bottles for Mr. "4th place at the Tour De France" Wiggens.

Pretending to rest,
Alex

L'Avenir

2009-09-05T11:56:00.000-07:00

L'Avenir started today. Wild circut & tough competition but I think we should fair well. Going to be a long 9 days though...

http://vimeo.com/6193111

Tour of Utah.....!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2009-08-25T15:30:00.000-07:00

Sooo.... The Tour of Utah was pretty good to me. Scored my first NRC win on the queen stage!

Best Young Rider's Jersey, King of the Mountains Jersey, 4th over all, and a stage win! Not too shabby!

YouTube of final 300 meters:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=njr2eTjQ-mw

Post race interview:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_NnrVr2SYLw&feature=related

Need Some Work On Your Cross Skills?

2009-08-15T20:42:00.001-07:00

If you need some work on your 'cross skills and you live near Boulder check it out. It's run by the same guys that taught me everything I know about serious 'cross racing. Good guys and heeps of fun. I'd be there helping but it looks like I might be racing USPRO Championships that weekend... Cross your fingers.

Been Ridin' Bikes...

2009-08-14T17:04:00.000-07:00

I've been riding bikes a lot. Hope to be ready for Utah and anything that may come up after. Not sure what my September will look like. Hopefully, I won't be on the couch...

cyclingnews...

2009-08-10T00:06:00.000-07:00

http://www.cyclingnews.com/features/slipstream-building-the-next-generation-of-american-champions

Forgot to put this up last week...

2009-08-05T22:33:00.000-07:00

http://www.podiuminsight.com/2009/07/23/catching-up-with-alex-howes/

?????

2009-08-02T22:53:00.000-07:00

Photos by Ethan Erickson

Did I just win again??? I did! Damn, that one was cool!

Took off on lap 3 or 4. 56km in the break. Jumped away with a lap an a half to go. SOLO VICTORY! Excluding local junior races from back in the day I think this was my first solo win. Pretty rad.

HUGE THANKS to all the Felt/Holowesko/Garmin riders and staff. Couldn't have done it with out y'all! Lets go get some more gold at Utah boys!

Crit Nationals Today

2009-08-02T10:06:00.000-07:00

We plan on finishing this week on a high note. Won the road race, won the TT, --- the crit.

Side note-

I joined twitter because I'm dumb. Come listen to the dumb things I tweet about @alex_howes.

NATIONAL CHAMP!

2009-07-29T23:14:00.000-07:00

Photos by Ethan Erickson

So far the team has earned 3 jerseys and 3 podiums at Cascade and a national championship along with a 4th and a 5th.

Looks like team camp helped....

Team camp in the books.

2009-07-16T08:57:00.000-07:00

Here we come Cascade!

training camp is hard

2009-07-13T18:00:00.001-07:00

i'm tired

Holly Crap...

2009-07-10T10:20:00.000-07:00

Photo from Lyne Lamoureux. Checked out podiuminsight.com?

Has it really been since Pilly that I last updated this thing? Ouch, sorry. No matter, here is the scoop:

Philly- DAMN! Good legs all day. Came into the finish ready to dump 5 buckets worth of sprint and ended up dropping anchor when a few guys stacked it in front of me. boo to crashes at the front.

Beauce- WHERE IS THE FLOW???? Had really good legs all of Beauce, but just could never find the flow. Hit 5 moves, 6th one goes... Spend all day killing it trying to get something going, nothing goes... So frustrating. Oh well, it was a good learning experience.

And the fluff- Since Beauce I have just been laying low soaking up all the supreme radness of Boulder, Colorado. Summer has been good to me. Been training hard (had THE BIGGEST day on a bike ever last week) but not too hard. Mentally fresh and physically fit. That's the way to be. Made a trip to Dead Dog. Raced my little booty off and got in some fun high altitude camping. I have decided that pasta is only worth eating when cooked over an open flame and mixed w/ beans and tuna. Doesn't hurt when a cute girl cooks it either...

The Future?- "Training Camp: Goin' Colombo '09" officially kicks off this evening with the "Aero Dinner." We are going to slam it in prep for the second half of the season. Motor pace the valleys and race the climbs; that's how we are going to get our babies off Top Ramen. After camp it's Cascade, Nationals, Utah, and hopefully Missoura.

Hopefully update sooner rather than later,
alex

P.S. Walker was the very deserving winner of the mustache competition. Well played good sir, well played.

Brotherly Love

2009-06-09T17:20:00.000-07:00

Little interview with me and Holloway after Philly. We did the interview at a pub after 6:30hrs of racing and a couple of brews so be warned...

http://www.podiuminsight.com/2009/06/09/daniel-holloway-on-his-philly-adventure-or-if-you-wave-we-will-drink/

Philly Prep '09

2009-06-07T04:33:00.000-07:00

Couple of long rides between Roubaix and Philly. Jet lag is gone. Head is great. Legs are good. I have plenty of Clif bars, agua and an atitude. Got nothing better to do other than rock the socks off of Philly.

Bring it.

Roubaix '09

2009-06-02T17:16:00.000-07:00

This race is stupid hard. Made it through the first few pave sections with the group no problemo. With about 80km to go I heard Kirk yelling, "HOWES!!!!!!!!" from about 20 riders back. Flat tire. Boo. Seeing as he was one of the leaders on the day my front wheel was now his front wheel. I sent him on his way, waited for the cars (loooong wait) then chased until I though my poor little heart was going to pop. Rolled up on Holloway who was in the early break and tossed out the parachute. Even with just rolling the last 50km my legs were still trashed the next day. Not to mention my hands and back. Huge props to Taytay Phinny for winning in the velodrome. Guess all that time on the track paid off.

Training for Philly/Beauce right meow. So ready to get back on the road and in the races!

alex

Just A Little Warning If You See Me Sometime In the Next Couple of Weeks...

2009-05-29T13:40:00.000-07:00

ANNOUNCING the First Annual FELT-HOLOWESKO PARTNERS-GARMIN
Mustache Growing Contest!

Grow your 'stache! Impress your friends! Alienate loved ones!Any rider, staff, or sponsor welcome to comptete in the First Annual F-H-G Mustache Competition. There will be only two categories - Men and Women. The competition will end on June 14, 2009 and correspond with the final stage of the 2009 Tour de Beauce. If unavailable to attend the final judging ceremonies in Quebec please send detailed photos and Mustache CV via email todaimowrench@******.com. Daimeon Shanks (beloved inventor of the exclamation point and mechanic for Felt-Holowesko Partners-Garmin) will be judging the competiton. Although Daimeon will be recusing himself for the competition, he will be growing a 'sympathy' mustache.Mustaches will be judged on a variety of categories including (but not limited to):
- Volume
- Moxy
- Stick-to-it-tuiness
- Longevity
- Frenchness
- Swagger
- Firefighterness
- Dancability
and others!

Winner will receive an All-Expenses-Paid trip to their local barber for a mustache shave!*Please forward this email to any appropriate colleagues or interested parties (my email address book is NOT complete!).

Sincerly,

The Commitee for the First Annual FELT-HOLOWESKO-PARTNERS Mustache Growing Contestc/o Daimeon Shanks

Pic From Olympias

2009-05-29T13:38:00.000-07:00

April and May

2009-05-27T09:41:00.000-07:00

Dang, it has been a while since I have updated this thing eh? Sorry about that. I guess I just kind of forgot I even had a blog. Thanks for the reminder ma. Ok since it has been so long I will revert to bullets to save us all precious time and to save me the effort of organizing things in to paragraphs.

Sea Otter- That race is a zoo! So many people out there. Great trip all around. Road tippin' out there with Daimo and the BB guns was heaps of fun, crashing at Holloway's was easy on the body and mind (thanks again to the Holloways for putting me up!), and the races were just the right kind of hard. Highlight of the racing was spending over 1/3 of the race off the front solo. Didn't win but it was still rad.

Dana Point- Amazing part of Cali. Got the full Dana Point tour from Steve Blick. Muchos Gracias senior. Big thanks to Coryn Rivera for letting me and Holloway crash there for a couple of nights! The race was... well... a crit. I survived just fine and bridged up to the late race break away. We got got. FYI if I bridge up to a break it will get caught. Happened at Sea Otter and Dana and it will happen again I am sure.

The Gila- What a race. France Armstrong and crew decided to show up along with every Armstrong fan in NM. Pretty cool seeing one of my favorite races blow up into such a spectacle. Even cooler is showing up with the legs and head to pull off a couple of podiums. Stetina was riding real fast like and the whole team rose to the occasion. Aside from racing old man Stetina home, I would say the highlight of the trip has to be having out team running around Walker's beat up Subaru before the TT tying to get everything together with the Astana crew set up right next to us in a giant plush bus. Nothing like stealing raisin bran from the hotel so you can throw blows with Levi, Lance, and Horner. Oh, and a HUGE thank you to Dale Stetina and Steve Owens for all there help at the Gila. Those two did the work of 5 staff members and did it well.

Between Gila and Europe- Thought it might be worth mentioning since there might be some questionable photos of me popping up on the internet, graduation season is awesome. Almost makes me want to go back to school. Almost.

Olympias Tour- That race was nuts. Give a man an inch and he will take 10 miles. Going into this race I figured it was just another race. Turns out it was the Dutch world championships or something to that effect. Just thinking about taking a drink of water would put you in the cars and moving into the top ten required the fee of a first born child and a brain aneurysm. Regardless, the race was a relative success. We took 4th in the TTT, Raymond only finished outside of the top 10 once (that kid is a f**king rocket!), I won the most aggressive rider jersey on the 5th stage, and Caleb had an AMAZING day on the last day to pull of 2nd on the day and 6th overall.

So what is up next? Paris-Roubax! The team is wicked motivated and there are good legs all around. Aside from a couple of little head colds, we're all firing well. Tomorrow, we will be previewing the course with the national team and possibly with the Livestrong crew. After that it is off to Philly and Beauce. Really, Really motivated for both of those. If all goes as planned, I should be going mach 10.

Bueno. That is all I have for now. I will let y'all know how Roubaix goes down.

Cheers,
alex

God Bless America

2009-04-14T21:37:00.001-07:00

And American bike racing! Can't wait to kill it out at Sea Otter!

On the mend

2009-04-02T11:03:00.000-07:00

Double toast to Redlands!

Doing my best here in CO to patch up the holes in my left side. The road rash is coming along nicely but I've been having some issues getting my hip flexor firing on all cylinders. It'll come. Best part about healing up in CO is the snow. Yes, I know I've pissed and moaned about the snow a million times but when rest is the order of the day, the guilt level hardly tops zero when opening the shades to see the world sleeping under a cold quilt of snow.

Oh yeah, Redlands finished up nicely. We managed to sneak away with team GC, and Kirk tied up the KOM jersey and scored second on the final stage. Man that kid is movin'. The whole team was super solid all week and I think we comfortably accomplished our goal of showing the world we're a team not to be left unconsidered when forecasting future victories. 4 guys in the top 20 of one of the biggest races on American soil. Not too shabby.

MTB bike today,

alex

boo crits.

2009-03-29T10:04:00.000-07:00

So far, so good out here in Redlands. Sittin' pretty in the top 20. The whole team is riding well and looking strong and we're all super pumped to put our big fat armature stamp on one of the biggest pro stage races in the states. Today is supposed to be a 17 on the, "If I go any harder I will bleed out my ears" scale of one to 10. Can't wait. Only thing I can complain about is my spill in the crit yesterday. Hit a water bottle mid corner and washed out the front wheel and I was on the ground before I even knew I was crashing. Straight up bad luck. Nothing like crashing in 10th position because someone has crappy bottle cages then having 150+ guys go flying by. Got knocked back down twice trying to get up. Oh well.

Chicks dig scars,
alex

The Dimas

2009-03-23T15:29:00.000-07:00

Hanging out in Cali right now. Just finished up the San Dimas stage race. It went ok. Finished up 15th overall. Pete was 4th. Caleb beat me by 2 seconds. What a jerk.

This is the only photo I've ever actually considered paying money for:

http://www.printroom.com/ViewGalleryPhoto.asp?evgroupid=0&userid=clinster&gallery_id=1477218&image_id=244

Redlands starts on Thursday,

alex

Road Trippin'

2009-03-16T22:29:00.000-07:00

The desert is rad.

Tucson

2009-03-09T11:15:00.000-07:00

Hanging out in Tucson right meow. Drove down for the 23rd running Tucson bicycle classic. Cool little race. Here's the break down:

Long drive. Camped out in the woods w/ the bears. Seriously. There were tracks up there. Looks like mild winters mean bears don't hibernate as long. Decided to eat a pop tart instead of making bacon and eggs for dinner...

Stage one: I really need to learn to TT...

Stage two: Go from the gun tactics always work. Back in the race.

Stage three: Straight up death match. Showed up with the plan of ripping my own legs of. Plan executed to perfection. Can't remember the last time I've gone so hard for $60 and a t-shirt. At least the t-shirt is cool. Finished up 5th overall.

Now I'm just hanging out with Chad and Peter waiting for the weather up north to turn around before making the trek home. Planning on squatting for a night in Sadona and Arches national park on my way home. Maybe swing by the Grand Canyon too just for kicks. Definitely looking forward to all dat.

Enjoy your lunch today,

alex

Turbaconucken

2009-02-10T21:40:00.000-08:00

This is what us real men eat after a hard days training...

A chicken inside a duck inside a turkey, all wrapped in bacon.

Kidding of course. Or am I?

Sorry about the lack of posts but life hasn't exactly been all that exciting these days. Been riding myself into the ground trying to get ready for this season but that's just what I do. Nothin' special.

Went to the Garmin training camp in Silver city. That was cool. We road bikes, bitched about not eating gluten (yet failed to fully apriciate how spectacular every meal was thanks to Chris Grealish and his small army), got sun burns, and mailed a bunch of watered down piss to USADA (they have this new rule were the spicific gravity has to be w/ in a certain range & if it's not you have to hang out & keep trying until it's good. In the good ol' days after two shots you could go home. Thanks to the new rule USADA has 8 jars filled w/ pure rocky mountain H2O filtered through yours truly. I hope they apriciate the fact that I was up until 2am making that damn water for them).

Other than that here's all you need to know:

Kirk is riding fast. There, I said it.
Julian Kyer signed on w/ Trek Livestrong. Tumbs up hombre!
My knee still sucks but I'm past the point of caring. I still ice & everything but it's going to have to REALLY hurt to make me give a sh*t.
A strict diet of rice, beans, eggs, and ginger snaps WILL get you down to race weight.
The Dodos make me feel good
DZnuts really does protect your junk.
Colby Pearce is going to coach me into the next superstar. Just wait, you'll see.
Lesbians will not steal food if they have to cook it. Ginger snaps are pre cooked...
Me, Julian, and TK switched Facebook passwords. First one to cave & ask for their password back has to put up a personal ad on Craigslist and go on a date. Only sexy movie stars search for love on Craigslist right?

Yup, thats that.

alex

January

2009-01-09T15:03:00.000-08:00

Pic from Cx Nats by Mia Sullivan. Thanks Mia!

Is it really January already? Wowzers.

For me January is the month were thing really start to get rolling. All the crap I've been putting off all off season goes from "eh, I'll do it in January" status to, "wholly sh*t! It's January!" For one reason or another this month always seems to sneak up on me. The start to this year has been even more hectic than years past (if you can believe that... last year I, along w/ damn near everything I owned, jumped the Atlantic, and the year before that I was busy as a box of bees trying to get my crap together to make my debut season as a professional). I'm going to blame the craziness on my 21st b-day and a 100% stupid cruzer bike knee injury.

I turned 21 on New Years day. New Year's eve was rad. Really rad. Like having your 21st b-day on one of the worlds biggest party nights, rad. That was over a week ago though, stop offering to buy me drinks. As much as I appreciate the gesture, I've got some work to do to get back to race weight.

As for the knee...

I wiped out on some ice while riding my cruzer bike to the store. I smacked my knee really hard. This was followed shortly by slipping in my kitchen and smacking it once again. 100% sober, I assure you. Lame, I know. I honestly had myself pegged for some sort of over use injury when I was doing 30hr weeks and lifting 3 days a week back in late November and December. But no, I f****ed up on the way to the store and I'm bad at putting oatmeal on the shelf. That's life I guess. No worries though. It's coming around nicely and right now I'm waiting until it's 100% before really getting back into it. Until then I'll just keep holding my breath while I ride and call that training.

Training camp starts the 23rd for me. I'm excited. Hopefully all joints are ready to go by then.

Happy new year,
alex

Happy Hollidays!

2008-12-24T10:43:00.000-08:00

Hope the holliday season treats you well!

Interview

2008-12-19T20:37:00.000-08:00

http://reviews.roadbikereview.com/blog/meet-alex-howes-of-the-u23-slipstream-squad/

CX Nationals

2008-12-15T18:58:00.000-08:00

'Cross nationals went well. Had fun hanging out with the crew and managed to pull out a decent result. I was surprised to see everyone so surprised with the way I road. It was fast, relatively dry, plenty of climbing, and for the first time in 2 years I started at the front. To be honest, although I was pumped with my 4th place, I was pretty disappointed because I know I could have been higher up on the podium had I actually been racing to win. Oh well, it's just 'cross. Over all, the team really kicked ass. Especially in the D2 collegiate race. 1st, 2nd, 4th, 5th, & 7th ain't too shabby. That had to have been one of the best races I've watched in a while!

With all that side show stuff out of the way, it's time to get refocused on the big goals for next season. Right now the only thing between me and the big wins next year is the weather. Current temp: -4 degrees. Burr.

Anyone game for a southward bound road trip?

alex

I'm a Jerk....

2008-12-09T08:55:00.001-08:00

I know, I'm a jerk. I spend all season keeping ya'll well informed on my whereabouts and activities and then as soon as the off season rolls around I cut you off cold turkey. My bad. I'd promise not to let it happen again but it probably will so, I'll just ask you to bare with me. It's the price you pay for reading the blog of an ADD twenty year old.

Anyways.... Where to start? I took a nice little off season from mid September to mid October. Raced a little cross, raced the Tour of Okinawa, raced a little more cross, and these days I'm on my bike 20+ hrs a week plus in the gym 3 days a week. Sometimes I have to remind myself that my break actually did happen and it wasn't just some awesome dream. So yeah, that's the bike side of life. Sorry to be brief but if you really care to hear more shoot me a comment.

Oh, and I'm racing Cross Nationals this weekend. If you're out there give me a shout!

As for no bike stuff... Moved into a new house up in North Boulder. My roomies were 4 lesbians, a Polish girl, and a guy that sells soy beans. But then 2 of the girls broke up (and the one that left took her awesome dog. So not rad.) and the Polish girl and guy that sold soy beans got fed up with our requests for them to clean their pasta sauce of the kitchen ceiling so they bounced as well. So, now it's me 3 lesbians and I think our new room mate is a (gulp...) triathlete. The official drink of choice at the ol' 1540 homestead is PBR. We have a tent in the basement for slumber parties, we have a custom painted beer pong table & dart board, and I think I'm home about 20% of the time and I have about 20 pairs of ear plugs on hand. Ridiculous contrast = ridiculous fun.

These days I'm getting around in an old '92 Dodge Dakota pick up courtesy of my grandma. Thanks grandma! It's 120% horrible in the snow, has the names of various high school dingbats scratched into the paint, a couple of Avery's brewery stickers permanently stuck to the back, and by my unprofessional diagnosis, may possibly be on the verge of explosion. But god damn it, it's got character. I'm convinced it runs on a character/gasoline mix. Just add 1 part character and 400 parts gas. Seriously though, I shed a tear for all the pour polar bears I'm drowning every time I drive the beast.

Running out of time...

Quick list of other stuff that went down this off season:
Voted
Went "hunting" (ran around the woods, shooting cans, throwing knives at stumps, doing a little 4x4 action, and pooping in the forest. It was awesome)
Played "head, shoulders, knees and toes" with thirty Japanese kindergarteners. They sing it in English.
Worked my way up to a 2.5hr run. I think I might try and do a marathon next year. Don't tell my boss.
Got rained on in New Jersey.
Ate pie for breakfast 4 days in a row.
Became addicted to $5 burger night at the attic.
And danced my ass off on numerous occasions. Can I salsa? No. Can I dance to salsa music? Yes. Will Everyone around me be angry that I am not dancing salsa? Yes. But will those people also be secretly jealous of my sweet moves? Of course.

Well there you have it. That's what has been going on for the last couple of months. For the future, I should be updating once a week or so from now on because I once again have a steady supply of internet.
Take it easy and happy holidays,
alex

Off season over already? Getting ready for japan and new jersey! :)

2008-10-28T11:20:00.000-07:00

HOME

2008-09-15T14:07:00.001-07:00

Ready to go

2008-09-12T13:50:00.000-07:00

99.99% packed. Just need to toss my tooth brush in by bag tomorrow morning. My bags are super stuffed and it's going to take every trick in the book, and plenty of muscle, to haul 2 slightly over weight bags plus 2 plus sized carry ons half way around the world with out paying. Dosn't help that I have a an airport switch. At least I don't have to go through customs with a short layover. That seems to be where I always have troubble. Must be the machette....

Anyways, I am SOOO ready to get gettin'.

alex

PS- Bummer that it's true:

http://current.com/items/89295625_humans_as_earth_s_parasites

Packing....

2008-09-10T05:46:00.000-07:00

Packing up my crap. Got lots of it. A full room and a years worth of supplies has to fit into 3 backpacks and a duffle bag. I love a challenge.

Challenges also make me tired, and due to limited space, I need to finish all my coffee and tea before leaving. God forbid it falls into the hands of the unworthy French. Call me greedy and hateful, but no one in this country is either worthy of or capable of consuming my coveted Ethiopian dark roast. Unless they add the norm of 4 spoonfuls of sugar tarnishing its rich black beauty and muddling with it's perfectly pleasant, eye opening, bitter bite. No, this coffee shall be consumed by none other than I.

Boredom is cured in mysterious ways. Packing 3 days in advance, dreaming up reasons to drink another cup of coffee, and finding ways to make the SAT test easier than ever:

http://www.gizmowatch.com/entry/touch-hear-will-deliver-knowledge-at-fingertips/

Climbed a Mountain Yesterday....

2008-09-09T13:02:00.000-07:00

Asside from the fact that I now have tan lines consistant with a spagettie strap tank top on my back thanks to my vision quest pack..... it was totally rad.

No mom, I didn't wear sun screen.

This Pretty Much Sums Up My Current Status....

2008-09-06T11:46:00.000-07:00

Ring Side Seat

2008-09-05T12:59:00.000-07:00

Optimism and positive thinking are usually the best cures for home sickness. Living in the moment, staying busy and searching for the good in one's surroundings typically will pull a person back to a state of semi sustainable happiness. I say semi sustainable because contrary to what the song says, if you're always getting knocked down you won't always get up again. Physics states that what goes up must come down but has no law for what goes down. Typically, after an initial rebound, a fallen object never gets up again. Today that fallen object was me. My spirit lost the last dim ember of love for this sh*t hole of a town. I've never particularly cared much for my adopted French ville. It's dirty, sketchy, and 5000 miles from where I want to be but, my distaste was never particularly justifiable. Today however, my buried anti Aubagneisum was justified as I watched, what had to be, one of the worlds most spectacular and horrific hobo smack downs.

For a small town we have more than our fair share of homeless folks. Actually, I'm not convinced they're all homeless. Many of their cloths change day by day, and dirty as they may be their hair seems to have no trouble adapting to what current fashion dictates. Basically, there are a bunch of gypsies, drunks, nomads, homeless, and in general F***ups running around this town. With nothing to do but ride my bike and ride my bike some more, I've spent months worth of time camped out in the town square observing and mentally documenting the habits of the inhabitants of this slab of concert in the sun. I know that the bald guy sleeps under the air vent behind the post office every week day but never on the weekends. I know that the girl and 2 guys trio lost one of their German shepherds after it bit a police officer. I know that the plants in a particular flower pot will never grow because one of the drunks uses it as his toilet. Not just for urine. And I also knew that 2 of the wanderers had some serious sh*t brewing between them.

Today that sh*t stew boiled over. Drunken fists whirled through the air. Swings found targets and lights darkened. As I and the rest of the shoppers at the Simply Market watched one man repeatedly kick in the face of the other, all I could think was, "I'm getting the f*** out of this sh*t hole. I'm getting the f*** out of this sh*t hole. I'm getting the f*** out of this sh*t hole. ASAP" Part of me wanted to help the man and part of me felt that some sort of karmatic dept was being leveled against a man who had tormented our unhappy little town.

It was so bizarre. Nothing Really seemed to happen. The man who did the kicking walked away, an ambulance came and took the unconscious man away. The crowed dispersed. I paid for my soap and felt sickly consoled by the fact that a man who had once spit on me for denying to give him money, probably wouldn't be spitting again anytime soon. The only thing that seemed to exist after the incident was my overwhelming need to leave this place. Transform it from a reality to a memory. So that's just what I'm going to do.

Optimism eat my shorts. I’m peacin’ out of here,
Alex

The Perfect Solution

2008-09-05T01:35:00.001-07:00

Currently looking for a new home in the Boulder bubble.

I think I found it....

http://boulder.craigslist.org/sub/822075450.html

Feelin' Less Than Spunky....

2008-09-04T11:33:00.000-07:00

Home Sweet Home

2008-09-03T14:32:00.000-07:00

That's where I want to be right now; home.

Sorry about disappearing for a while there. I only packed my iTouch in anticipation of some crazy, unorganized travel with out realizing that I couldn’t actually update my blog with it. I can write in the title section but not in the content section. Oh well, I'm guessing everyone will survive just fine.

Aside from the blogging withdrawals, the last few weeks have been memorable. Paris with Ryan and Emily- Absolute blast. Hanging out in the Netherlands with Tejay, Ryan, and Emily- Absolute blast. GP Tell- Worst race of the season by far on the bike but one of my favorites off the bike. The legs were terrible but waking up to see pointy peaks shrouded in clouds every morning and hanging out with a fun group of guys keeps the spirits up even when the form is down. So basically it was a blast.

After all that yada, I spent a week up at the national team house in Belgium trying to kick a nasty cold I picked up mid way through GP Tell and spending way too much time shooing the sh*t with the guys on all the coffee shop rides. Time flies when you're having fun....

And now.... I'm back, home sweet home, in Marseille. And after a full day of train travel, I must say, as I lay here on my 2 inch thick foam pad of a bed: I just want to go home. Like home, home. The kind of home where there is always someone to pick me up from the airport, puppy dogs to play with, friends to hike with, and a girl to snuggle with. The home where I have every inch of the maze of roads with in 100 miles memorized like the back of my way too tan hand and I actually run into people out on the road whom I want to chat with (opposed to the old cycle stalkers around here). I've been playing this euro trip game for quite some time now, and now, faced with a September 100% void of all racing, I'm ready to pack it up and slap on the official Alex Howes seal of completion on this mini odyssey.

Not that anyone has asked but, I'd say I've pretty much done it all over here. Am I satisfied with my season? Hell no. Results wise I plan on sweeping this season under the rug ASAP. However, as far as (and I say this at the risk of sounding like some sort of liberal hippy douche) growing as person, the last 8 months are untouchable. I went 2 days with out food, wove a hammock, read 16 books, broke 7 chains 1 wheel and 1 bike, had 1500 euro worth of crap stolen, swam in the Atlantic and the med, sampled every type of beer at the grocery store (don't worry there are only 12 kinds), climbed the local mountain, busted the tail light of a team car with my break hood, won a trophy, cut my own hair 4 times, bought my first real saw and hammer (which I still need to figure out how I'm getting home...), visited 8 countries, walked the Luvre, laughed myself into shape, actually cracked, learned how to talk with an Irish accent, threw a bag of trash 50m and scored, more or less learned French, finished a coloring book, watched 106 movies and every episode of south park, spent a full week carving a small statue and threw it in the river, got way too good at sewing, and got beat up by an old Irish woman. I'm not saying I've done it all and I'm done here. Hell no, I'm just getting started. But, damnit I'm beat. I'm ready for a break and a burrito and some State side adventures.

I'll keep you posted but I think my butt will be planted on a familiar couch soon,
alex

sorry about the lack of updates guys. Still on the road and I don't have a real computer with me. Check back in a couple of days

2008-08-30T08:32:00.000-07:00

paris, netherlands, belgium

2008-08-17T15:00:00.000-07:00

Sorry about the lack of updates. I've been surfing around the nothern part of europe for a while now. Few days in Paris with Spracky and Emily, who are on vacation right now, followed by the three of us making the trip up to the netherlands to visit Tejay. It's been heaps of fun with way too much laughing.

Off to Belgium tomorrow morning, to go race GP Tell in Switzerland with the national team. Feeling strong. Little stiff after breaking a chain while doing sprints yesterday and flipping ass over tea kettel at 30mph but, feeling strong.

bed time,
alex

2nd

2008-08-10T11:17:00.000-07:00

Got second today. It was cool. Took off with 4 other dudes on a really hard circuit and never looked back. The circuit was pretty straight forward: hard steep climb, short flat section, another hard steep climb, technical decent. Kinda like the old Andy Finch course except w/ a knarly descent. Figured the race would be won by a small group, guess I was right. Last time up the more difficult of the 2 climbs one of the riders maxed it and got a gap. Me and the other remaining rider didn't do a very good job at that whole cooperation bit (should have paid more attention to Sesame Street...) and never closed the gap. I attacked on the final climb and got w/ in 4 seconds of the leader but ran out of real estate. Had the legs to win. Oh well. Still pretty cool to be up there on a really tough day in the heat. Don't believe me that it was hard? The main "peleton" was about 14 guys by the end. No wonder we stayed away...

Drinking a beer and packing for Paris,
alex

Just Thought I'd Ask

2008-08-10T01:19:00.000-07:00

Does anyone out there know of any cool stage races in October? Preferably one where I don’t have to miss Halloween…

I'm looking to really earn my off season this year.

Well, well

2008-08-08T01:41:00.000-07:00

Well, well, well, where to start.... I guess it's been a few days since my last post. Sorry about that. I know how me being the center of the universe and all, everyone lives and breaths through my recolections of my mundane existance. Kidding of course. Any ways the past week or so has been plenty of fun. It started with the end of Tour d'Alsase. Great race. I have nothing but good things to say about that race (asside from some of the rediculous cobbles circuts w/ countless speed bumps traffic islands and narrow tunnels...). The organization was awsome and the crowds and start/finish towns were great hosts. In a truly professional style layout, the final day was increadibly hard. Here's part of the post that I typed up on the drive home but neglected to post:

"Well I'm spent! That last stage was a real doozy. I'm not really sure how long it was, how much climbing there was, or how many killijoules I'd did but it was a rediculous amount on all accounts. The day started with a 3 mile climb right off the bat. I survived. Decent. 6 mile climb straight after? Not really sure. My brain turned to mush sometime after the 20km mark. Long story short, I spent all day in the cars leap frogging groups and ended up somewhere in the top 30. It was one of those long days with out a seconds rest. The entire day was spent doing one of 5 things: bleeding from the eyeballs on some climb, playing caravan roullet (I'm getting WAY too good at this game. Bouncing off of bumpers, smacking tail lights, and skimming off the sides of cars (the right side of my body seems to be oddly attracted to the left side of the Ag2r car) are all bad habbits I'm trying to quit), staring in disbelieve at the five separate groups echeloned accross the road, catching and attacking said echelons, and my favorite.... Screaming at those unwilling to work, in what ever language comes to mind."

So yeah, it was tough. But I finished. Which is more than half my team can say... including the 2 leaders we'd all been working for. Bummer. Good thing is my legs are really starting to come around and the power is really starting to shoot up there. Although there is one small problem: No races. Correction: no races for me. Right now the only races the team is doing are in Italy. Only 4 riders plus 2 potential riders for next year went. So if you're not one of the six, you're training. I was scheduled to do a small criterium today but I have a funny feeling that the person who was supposed to pick me up has made other plans that don't include swinging by the apartment. To put it frankly, it's bull shit and I'm about ready to hop on a train and race kermeses in Belgium.

Ok, not Belgium. I'm off to the Netherlands on the 11th to go visit my good buddy Tejay who's been having a killer season this year. Should be fun especially because my other best bud Ryan and is Girly Emily will be up there as well. Should be buckets of fun.

I hope it's fun because Ryan and Emily could sure use some fun. They swung by Marseille a couple of days back during their France trip and I met up w/ them in the train station. There they were walking towards me, 2 people 1 back pack. Someone didn't sut the bus luggage door correctly and now $3000 worth of climbing equipment and travel stuff has found it's self a new home away from Ryan's back. Major bummer and insurance sucks but, it's hard to get that kid in a bad mood. Good to have a friend like that.

Trying to find a train to some BS race,

alex

Back

2008-08-01T12:36:00.000-07:00

I'm back. Felt great today. I'm not going to go into details because it's almost 9pm (apparently going to bed before 9pm gives you magical powers...) but I was fast. Real fast. Like, "when do we hit the hill?" "we just went over the hill why do you think the group is down to 30 guys?" "oh that's cool" type of fast. I think today was also the first time I was bummed out because I had such a good team. Took off on a climb bridged 30 seconds of a 45 second gap on the winning move and had the momentum to go all the way when I was told to sit up because I was dragging one of the GC guys with me and we already had 2 guys in the lead group. Bummer. I'll be sure to leave that guy behind tomorrow.

Going to bed early in hopes of gaining magical powers,
alex

Injured Pride

2008-07-31T12:03:00.000-07:00

My pride hurts. Not because I've finished off the back every day so far (although that dosn't help...) but because, for the first time in my life, I failed to pee on comand. Yup, I got pulled for a randome doping control today and after 157km in scorching heat w/ about 5 fewer bottles than I needed I was 100% empty. Well ok, not 100% empty. The minimum amout was 75cl. I Mustered up 60cl. Close but no cigar. That 15cl difference was made up after consuming 3liters of water and waiting for 45min in a sweltering room. Talk about perfect recovery. Lets all hope I pass.

Ok, I'd talk more but my room mate has decided it's bed time. Shit, what time is it? 9pm. Humm, he must be tired. Perhaps he should have finished off the back to save some energy like me!

Laters,
alex

Surfin' France

2008-07-28T07:47:00.000-07:00

Paris is cool. The Tour is cooler. Tour de France after parties are even cooler. And all of that with KT and crew is as cool as it comes.

Fun and games end in 9hrs and it's off to Alsace. From what I hear this race is no, "walk." what ever that means.

alex

&é"'(-è_çà)=

2008-07-22T05:13:00.000-07:00

I am the proud new owner of a crappy old skateboard......

training camp and the tour

2008-07-21T07:41:00.000-07:00

training camp is gong well. the mountains are majestic. i'm tired. i saw the tour for the first time in my life yesterday. it was really cool but i had to ride 4hrs in the rain and stand on the side of the road for 15min just to see it. not sure i would do that agin. but, danny pate looked good.

cyber cafes are expensive and i miss my querty key board. i've been out for 5hrs 45min today and my pacence is pretty low.

off to climb the 4 miles home,

alex

Summer Time

2008-07-18T03:32:00.000-07:00

Well it’s definitely summer time! Yeah the heat is a good indicator of the current season but an even better indicator is the amount of ink on my calendar. Leaving for the alps today. Excited to get some good quality altitude training in with a group of really strong (and a couple of English speakers!) riders. I’ll even most likely get the chance to see a bit of the Tour’ up close! After 8 days in the alps a five hour train ride will land me in Paris for a few days chillin’ with the Slipstream staff (and the lovely Katie Merritt) and some quality Tour’ watching/ English speaking. From Paris it’s off to the six day, Tour d’Alsace. Which if I’m correct, which I think I am… crisscrosses the boarders of France and Germany.

Not quite as crazy as years past (did the math from last year: significant time spent in 13 states and 4 countries for the year’s total) but hey, at least I’ll be out of the house!

alex

Portugal

2008-07-15T08:23:00.000-07:00

Well, Portugal wasn’t exactly easy….

I know I was completely wrong in dreaming of warm sun, sandy beaches, beautiful Portuguese women, relaxed racing, and an all round good time as I made the pilgrimage to the wholly land of pain last Monday. A man can dream right? Alas, it was little more than a dream. I’m sure many of you have heard the rumors of the insanity of Portuguese racing and listened to the tails told by Pro Tour riders who, upon returning to their native lands, preached nothing but shocking tails of distain, pain, and caravan surfing. So I won’t elaborate too much on the racing side of things and give you a quick day by day:

Stage 1- “Wow I hope my legs wake up for tomorrow because spending 36hrs traveling from the states then driving 18hrs to Portugal has me in the hurt locker”

Stage 2- “F***!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I could have F***ING WON THAT F***ING SPRINT!!!!!!!!!!!!! F***!!! I’M GOING TO KILL THAT LITTLE PORTUGUESE PIECE OF SH*T TOMORROW!!!! (I got 21st after being 4th wheel w/ 1km to the finish before being nearly killed…. lame)

After stage 2- Seriously contemplating crawling down the stairs to dinner. Legs giving out

Stage 3- “F***!!!!! I SHOULD HAVE MADE THAT BREAK!!!! F***!!! (Shortly after….) “Boy I’m sure glad I didn’t make that break because there’s no way in hell I’d be able to make it over all these climbs”

Stage 4- “Oh Sh*t. Did I really forget to eat for 40km? Looks like I’ll be finishing off the back. I sure do hope they don’t make me ride to the hotel after the race…. Damn it.

Stage 5- “I love circuit races and I slept for 12hrs like a dead man last night! I feel great!.... This is not a circuit race. A 4km climb with a 4km decent is torture.”

All things considering (lots and lots of travel, spare bike that kinda fit (if you can consider a 3cm longer reach “in the ball park”)) I did ok. Nothing special and I did finish off the back on a few days but at least I was still givin’ it hell and making the cracked out (I’m not necessarily saying they’re all dopers but every single one of them is twitchy as hell on the bike…) Portuguese earn their podium kisses. If nothing else it brought me up another level on the toughness scale. A few more races like this and I’ll be up to Clint Eastwood tough.

Anyways, w/ zero regard to the racing, Portugal was pretty damn cool. We stayed in a tiny little Mom and Pop hotel just above a local bar. Aside from the toothless 90 year old men and poorly camouflaged transvestites the place was pretty cozy. There were even a couple of English movies on one of the 4 TV channels! Yeah, Fast and the Furious 2! Although, I’m still trying to understand the meaning behind the psychedelic heard of running horses that would play in substitution of commercials… I think I want to join the Portuguese army?

All our food was home made (the first time I saw the kitchen counter covered w/ dead rabbits I was a bit shocked until I realized their purpose) by a small army of semi toothless old women. And any hair found in the food was quickly forgotten with a smile from the granddaughter who worked behind the bar. The sun was hot, nights were cool and the breeze was always the perfect temperature. We stayed 20 km from the ocean and the day we arrived we were granted the rare opportunity to go on an unstructured team ride to the beach. I took advantage of the situation and can now say I’ve jumped in on both sides of the Atlantic! At the risk of sounding cheesy, I think it’s safe to say my dreams came true. Portugal, I’m coming back for you someday.

F$#% NWA!

2008-07-06T02:34:00.000-07:00

If I'm lucky I'll get to race a five day stage race in Portugal on a spare bike.... If I'm lucky. France shuts down on Sundays and we leave tomorrow at 6:30am.

Remind me again why I got on the plane...

Flash update

2008-07-05T14:17:00.000-07:00

Just got back to France after a looonnngggg day of travel. I thought I'd be able to just jump back into the swing of things over here but, there's no denying the fact that my French has started to rust and a brief taste of home has only left me wanting more. Oh well, no time to cry. I leave for Portugal on the 7th. Just enough time to wash my dirty cloths and take the tub of peanut butter out of my abused and over used bag. Any ways, as the title promises here's a quick list of all the rad things that went down over the last few weeks-

- Tour of PA - Wow, what a race! Felt amazing to be racing back in the states and it felt even better to be racing w/ a group of guys who are not only some of the best in the peleton but some of my best friends! Awards taken are as follows:

Team GC (as Walker will tell you, it's a big deal because we all got jearsys)

Climbers jearsy (Won by Peter Stetina after some of the most hardcore racing I've ever seen. Took a couple of pages out of the, "Eastern Block Book for Bikers - We Break Legs for breakfast"

Best young rider - Won by Peter Salons. If you count nail sanwiches and horse semen recovery shakes* as doping than that kid is jacked.

Most agressive rider jearsy on 2 stages - I had it one day and Stetina had it the next day.

Oh yeah, almost forgot..... we won 2 stages! One of them was live on national television! Both were won by Daniel Holloway. That kid is FAST! Everybody was saying how amazing we were as a team riding on the front in the crits trying to set it up for Holloway. Fact is, is that it ain't hard to go hard when you know you've got a guy like Holloway to seal the deal at the end.

- Home - I could write a full book of the events that took place but I'll spare you the details.

8hr rides trying to cover every inch of the front range roads I love so much.

Farmer's market loitering

Levi's 21st and a steller Hat party

Goodwill shopping

Rock climbing (Fred and Vaughters, if you're reading this right now you can go ahead and ignore that last bullet...)

2 crashes (one stupid one in a construction zone and one on live television)

One potato gun shooting (may the Kelly Cannon live forever)

All of that is topped off w/ a healthy serving of quality laughs, tasty food, hugs, and good ol' Colorado livin'.

Well then, It's been 29hrs since I last had a wink of solid snoozin' so I'm off to bed.

Happy late 4th of July,

alex

*The Slovok never actually ingested nails or horse semen...

CO

2008-06-16T19:18:00.000-07:00

BACK IN THE OL' CO! Boy it sure does feel good to see some old friends and walk around speaking English but, it feels even better to get a little down time. That whole bike riding thing is fun again! I'm going to warn you right now by saying that I probably won't be updating the blog much for the next week or so. I'm doing everything I can to cram 6 months worth of living into the space of about a week!

Enjoying the sun,
alex

The Road

2008-06-10T00:25:00.000-07:00

Still in Belgium right now. Raced on the 8th, and preparing to race again today on the 10th. The race a couple of days ago went about as I had expected it would. Race, race, race, cough, cough, cough (I've been sickish for the last week), 20 guys go up the road, race, race, race, make it into a chase group w/ 5km to go, flat, finish mid pack. Normal stuff. I'm sure today will be more of the same.

I will say though, that hanging out here at the national team house is a very welcomed change of pace. Hanging out, speaking English, recalling war stories, watching English tv, and just enjoying riding bikes (or not riding sometimes! our "training session" at a playground in a near by town wasn't exactly the most strenuous ride), has me feeling happy as a clam here. Not to mention I don't have to cook dinner! I could most certainly get used to this.

Anyways, just got my ticket info and I'm officially heading to the states on the 12th! REALLY EXCITED!

Oh, and one more thing. A few of you were asking about my fight at Roubaix. It started when they neutralized the race after 60km and some hozer was pushing his way to the front. He pushed me down into the mud in an effort to move up and I grabbed onto his bike to preventing him from doing so. Upon regaining my footing, he had some choice words for me in his language and I had a few for him in my language. He swung, popped me in the top of the helmet (that had to hurt!) and in the heat of the moment I felt the need to give him a quick jab w/ the right. Pretty stupid, but I'm sure it was pretty funny to watch!

Goin' out swinging today,
alex

Belgium

2008-06-06T10:36:00.000-07:00

Well, made it to Belgium. Suprise, it's raining!

...

2008-06-04T15:03:00.000-07:00

Big thanks to Jean Jacques Delrot from VC Roubaix Lille Metropole for the superb photos!

Crazy

2008-06-04T02:45:00.000-07:00

(Finally have my camera harware back. Sorry for the lack of photos. Here's one from the iPod surgery to hold you over)

Well Roubaix was pretty crazy. What else can I say? It was almost exactly what I expected. Mud, slick pave, pissed off euros, wicked fun. Don't be fooled by the results (I think I got 60th. The last guy to make the time cut), I had a pretty good day out there. My job for the day was to led Gatis and Evaldas into the cobble sections and I did just that.

Quick break down of the race- Marked breaks for the first 50km. Got a flat 5km before the first pave section. Motor paced back at 70kmph almost killed myself riding on the side walk then revved the engine at the front and launched Gatis into the pave. Race was neutralized after a moto crashed. Got in a fist fight during the neutral. Stayed upright by riding 15yards out into a mud field during the second section to make the led split of 25. Marked breaks till Gatis rejoined the front (crashed during pave section). Race, race, race. Bla, bla, bla. Pave, pave, pave. Crash w/ 30km to go. Got an epically slow wheel change and no help from the car after the change. Day was over. Packed it up and just dragged my tired ass to the finish. Damn seeing the finishing velodrome felt good!

One funny thing about the whole Roubaix experience is, before the race the staff told us that after the race we could drink all the beer we wanted. But saying that is like telling a little kid who is going in to get his tonsils taken out that, after the surgery, he can have all the ice cream he wants. After surgery the poor kid is in too much pain to get the ice cream down his throat so he just sits there staring at it in agony. We were not much different. After the race my hands were so trashed and bruised I could hardly even hold a beer can. Opening it was damn near impossible and drinking it.... not happening.

Anyways, Roubaix was fun and I'm really happy I got to race and even happier that I put in a good race and was able to really help out the team. However, there is no time to bask in the post Roubaix vibe; I've got a big month ahead of me. I'll spare y'all the details but I will say that in the next month I will visit 5 countries and 4 states. Yeah, that's right I said states!

Going home for a week,
alex

My Worst Fear

2008-05-29T11:13:00.000-07:00

For some people it's public speaking or public humiliation. For others it's death. For me it's a bit of a combination of the two. My worst fear is ending up in the Darwin Awards. I guess it wouldn't be that bad seeing as I wouldn't actually know but damn, it would suck to be the parents of some of the winners. "Yes, Mr. & Mrs. So and So we are deeply sorry for your loss but, you have to admit..... your son was a dumb ass."

However, no Darwin awards will be given out this weekend. Hence, I have noting to fear. Courage is the name of the game and honor is at stake. As the old Cody Racing Team always liked to say,

"BRING IT!!!"

alex

The Big Show

2008-05-27T08:55:00.000-07:00

Typically I get pretty pissed when I am told that, instead of getting the planned rest I so desperately need, I have to man up and stick it out for one more race. Call it a pet peeve of mine. However, I just can't seem to get mad about the fact that U23 Paris-Roubaix has been tossed into my calendar. It's not really my kind of race but, it's a legendary beast of a race and with Gatis we have a legendary beast of a rider to call our leader. I'm itching with anticipation (ok, maybe it's not anticipation.... I've had some wild hives ever since laying down in the grass at the finish of French-Conte) over the idea of loosing a few brain cells as I bounce over the cobbles.

Manning up,
alex

Home(ish)

2008-05-25T15:33:00.000-07:00

Whew! Glad that's over! Sorry about the lack of updates but most hotels in these parts care little for that whole wifi thing. Anyways, by some Godly miracle I some how managed to get my gimp ass to the finish line for all six stages. I know it doesn’t sound like much but I'm actually pretty damn proud of myself given the state I started in. The best part is that I seemed to get better day by day. Actually, no, that's wrong. I think as the days ticked by the other riders slowly dipped down to the speed of my pathetic crawl.

Oh sh*t! I almost forgot, I managed to sneak into the break on the 5th stage! It was one of the strangest breaks I have even been apart of. We all raced like crazy men for the first 20km and the big split happened on the decent. 20-30riders. Crash.... 12 riders. Race, race, race. First big hill 1 rider get dropped (I'm felling surprisingly invincible at this point). Decent.... Crash. 11 riders. Crash.... 10 riders. Somewhere in there I go from feeling like I'm cornering on rails to cornering on greased ice. 2 wheel slide here, skimming along the guardrail there (I knew I wore leg warmers for a reason!). Now I know I've made a lot of huff and puff about how crazy and dangerous this or that race was but this one takes the cake! I was scared just riding in a straight line! Anyways, after a few more descents and a lot more wild, chamois soiling, incidents the break was whittled down to the 7 best/stupidest, riders/bike handlers. However, we were doomed from the start seeing as there was a pretty knarly finishing climb at the end. We made it to the hill, tried our best to pretend we were still racing for the win, and were promptly caught in the last 5km. 130km in the rain off the front risking life and limb only to get caught at the very end. That's life I guess. But just like life, it was fun.

One last thing. By far my favorite part of the entire race occurred about 10km into stage 4. The race started w/ a long high speed decent (yes, I am now sure the promoters were trying to kill us...). Fearing for my life when in the bunch, I did everything in my power to make it up in to the top few riders. On my way to the front, I completely misjudged a corner and came w/ in inches of mowing down 2 old men who were standing on the side of the course. When I looked back, half expecting one of them to be laying on the ground dead, I saw two of the world's biggest smiles w/ one of the old men shaking a limp hand. In France this limp hand shake roughly translates to, "holly sh*t!" I don't know why but it was rad.

Bed time,
alex

This Is Going To Be Tough....

2008-05-21T13:26:00.000-07:00

On paper today looked like the easiest stage. Didn't feel so easy. We road in one long line for 130km today until someone finally called uncle and the field shattered then regrouped into 2 groups. In the second group everyone seemed to be just as tired as I was and we were all more than happy to coast in the last 15km or so. So now me and 3 others from my team (we only have 5....) are now 5min down. To be perfectly honest I'm a bit happy because now I won't have a target on my back and there's no pressure for the TT.

It's strange having no idea where I am. I have yet to look up the location of the race on the internet and I slept for the entire 5-6hr car ride. All I know is that I'm located 5-6hrs from Marseille, the landscape is and odd blend of urban meshed w/ rural which reminds me of Pennsylvania (good training for Tour of PA), and tonight we're staying in the same town as the College of Notre Dame (a fact which was made very obvious as we came rolling in gawking at all the lovely "scenery" that only a college town can offer). On the plus side tonight's hotel has some really tasty food w/ plenty of variety.

Already dreaming about breakfast,
alex

Just Don't Look Back

2008-05-19T22:41:00.000-07:00

Any one who says keeping a training log is a good idea is a complete idiot. This is the second season I have kept one and once again it has been telling me nothing but bad things. I could see the benefit if I had control over my own training and racing schedule but, right now all it's telling me is I'm way in the hole and about to go even deeper w/ the next big race that stats tomorrow. So I'm tossing it out the window right now and taking a page out of breaking away 101: Don't look back.

Sunday's race was a full day of time trialing. The morning TT was well.... a TT. As is the norm Gatis and Evaldas had good rides and took the top 2 spots. In the afternoon it was TTT practice. After splitting the field over the first climb La Pomme went into formation and hammered on the front for the next 100km. Gatis won the road race and the over all. Long tough day in the saddle.

Tour de Franche Comté starts tomorrow. I honestly thought I had a few days to take it easy after training camp/Sunday’s race before Comte. Guess I was wrong... Oh well, I'm perfectly happy living vicariously through the results of my peers. Can't tell you how happy it makes me to see guys like Mike Lange (3rd Tour of Arkansas), Brad Huff (1st stage 4 Tour of Arkansas), and Kilian Patour (stage 3 Tour de Picardie) back on the podium. Nice work guys!

Ok, van is here. I'll try and keep y'all posted,
alex

Day 3

2008-05-16T14:14:00.000-07:00

Rain, rain, rain. Gotta love it. At least when it rains here it isn't nearly as cold as a rain storm on the ol' Colorado front range. In addition to the spectacularly rainy, climb filled training day today, I was delivered the information that I will not have the opportunity to race L'Isard next week. Can't say I'm pissed. Nothing like finding out the big goal of the season is no longer in my schedule, by email. What ever. As I have taught some of my team mates to say when bad things happen, "F*** it" and proceed. Seems like I've been saying that a lot with my recent streak of ill fated luck and crappy weather.

It's strange how the vocabulary deteriorates when the opportunity to speak English surfaces only once in a blue moon. For example, in Spain I was nearly run over whilst walking through a gas station parking lot. First words out of my mouth were, "YOU F*** ASS!!!!" F*** ass? Pretty creative I know. I think it's from the movie Donnie Darko.

Anyways, training camp is now over and tomorrow I plan to sleep till 1pm in an attempt to get some legs back under me for the race on Sunday. Oh, and not doing L'Isard is not the end of the world; I'll be doing Tour de Franche Comté instead. 5 days of fun. From what I hear the weather is supposed to be good and the scenery is top notch. Maybe the pasta will even be al dente! Ummm.... probably not. I think I'll just count my lucky stars and be grateful I didn't break my neck racing in Spain and cross my fingers I stay healthy from now until May 26.

Pissed off and riding fast,
alex

T-Camp #2 Day 2: Ventoux

2008-05-15T14:35:00.000-07:00

Man that hill is tough! We never even went all the way to the top (although we did the lower 10km twice) and I feel like I've been run over by a truck! Today was not what I had expected. I've seen the Ventoux on the TV a number of times from it's various appearances in the Tour de France and every time I've seen it, it looked like the sunny side of the moon, i.e. hotter than hell and completely barren. However, today since we only road the lower 2/3 of the climb we never left the forest and (big surprise here....) it was cold and rainy. It really is a testing climb; long, steep, plenty of extended straight sections where you can catch a glimpse of all the fast guys up the road and all the guys nipping at your heals. I guess what I'm trying to say is, if I ever race the Tour I'll be crossing my fingers that Ventoux isn't part of the course!

On a completely unrelated note. I road up on two guys conversing w/ one another using sign language as they road through city traffic today and concluded that it was unsafe to use sign language in traffic and be unable the hear what's going on around you. Then I realized that flipping someone the bird while listening to an ipod fits that criteria. I guess I'm not a very safe person...

alex

Training Camp #2

2008-05-14T13:34:00.000-07:00

Well we have another training camp. Mid season right smack dab in between stage races. The purpose of this camp is completely beyond me at the moment because most of the guys look like they should be sleeping on the couch w/ their legs up trying to recover instead of doing climbing intervals. But hey, I'm not the boss. Today was pretty rough for me. Actually, "pretty rough" is a serious understatement. I think today was one of the worst days I have had on the bike all year. I was absolutely crawling. Oh well. What ever, nothing a good night’s sleep can't cure. Tomorrow we head out to the legendary Mt. Ventoux for some serious climbing. Let's hope I'm not pedaling squares!

alex

If You Want To Help Me Win Bike Races....

2008-05-12T11:04:00.001-07:00

Help stop global warming. Being the mountain boy that I am, I've never been particularly good at racing in the heat.

http://www.latimes.com/news/opinion/la-op-mckibben11-2008may11,0,7434369.story

350,
alex

ps. It always pisses me off when the global warming articles get put in the opinion section of the paper.

Happy Mother's Day!

2008-05-11T12:32:00.001-07:00

I would like to wish all you mamas out there a HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY! Especially to my mom! Thanks for bringing me into this world. I'd also like to thank my little brother Jordan who, for the first time in 17 years, is cleaning house (Mother’s Day tradition at the Howes house) w/ out his older brother around to vacuum and oil the antiques! Way to pick up the slack little bro!

Also I'd like to make it clear that there are no hard feelings between me and the Basque country. Last night I was repaid for all my bad luck and effort w/ an amazing traditional Basque dinner and some delicious champagne. Is there any better way to finish up a hard race? I think not.

alex

Bad Timing

2008-05-10T14:07:00.000-07:00

Well today sucked. Not really any other way to put it. It started off ok; cold, rainy, and aggressive. I managed to get away with a ridiculously strong Spaniard for a total of 12km early on and was rewarded w/ a few more King of the Mountains points. But the peleton was having none of it and our advantage never made it past 32 seconds. After getting caught I had just enough time to catch my breath and slam some sugar before a tough category 2 climb. I was feeling surprisingly good for about 2km at which point I rocketed into the red. Wondering what was up, I kept looking back to see if some on was hanging on to my saddle. My assumption was close, I had a flat. 3/4 of the way up the hill w/ my team car a full km behind I was granted the opportunity to wait for a solid minute for a wheel then wait what felt like an hour as the wheel was changed. My race was pretty much over. I came pretty close to making it back in the caravan but ended up in the grupetto and finishing behind the time cut. Oh well, that's racing I guess. At this point, even if I was offered a pro contract for next year I'm not sure I would sign simply because I intend to come back to this race next year and rip it apart. I've got some unfinished business here in the Basque country.

Training for L'Isard,
alex
Training for L'Isard,
alex

Crazy

2008-05-08T12:00:00.000-07:00

Today was honestly one of the most insane races I have ever done. I think 75% of the peleton crashed. By some act of God I managed to stay upright but I was taken out of the race in the last 15km by some hozer who thought it would be a good idea to smash my rear derailleur into my spokes as we chased back on after getting caught behind a crash. Pretty fun. On the bright side I felt great today, although I didn't manage to get any more King of the Mountains points. Oh well. My new plan for the rest of the race is to do what I do best. Go really, really hard. I'm thinking another long break is in the cards for me tomorrow. If the motivation to get a good result isn't enough to get away tomorrow, the fear of running through the Basque gauntlet of carnage again surly will be.

Cross your fingers it doesn’t rain again,
alex

Quick update from Bidasoa

2008-05-08T02:49:00.001-07:00

Well day one is in the books and I'm pretty happy with it. Managed to make the break with out even trying which is a first for me here in Europe. 2 quick corners and wham bam thank you mam. Even w/ some pretty shotty organization we managed to make it pretty close to the line and only got caught in the last 7km. I felt good all day and am now tied for the King of the Mountains classification. We'll see where I end up by the end of the race....

Today promises to be pretty tough with a hard 8km climb right in the middle of the course. W/ a little luck and some guts I hope to be one of the first ones over the top.

OK, time to go!
alex

Off To Spain

2008-05-05T12:48:00.000-07:00

Once again, sorry about the lack of updates. I'd love to say that I've just been too busy but, it's been quite the opposite. Not doing much around here these days. Eat, sleep, and ride. Fun, fun, and more fun! Kinda... So yeah, I haven't had much to write about. That little race I was talking about last time went ok. I managed another 8th place. I swear someday I'll do better than 8th. I swear on my dead dogs grave I'll get 7th one day. Maybe even 6th! Oh well, at least I didn't loose any skin and I felt really cool after the race because of how torn up my pedals were from clipping them through half the corners. I know I sound like an idiot because I think that trashing my pedals and almost crashing is cool but for some reason I see it as something to be proud of.

Anyways, I leave tomorrow morning for Spain for the Vuelta Bidasoa. Looking forward to some good food and hard racing. Cross your fingers for me to make it to the line w/ some of the little Spanish climbers so I can wax them in the sprint. At least that's what my plan is....

Talk to you again next week,
alex

Just Around The Corner....

2008-04-30T13:49:00.000-07:00

http://www.vuelta-bidasoa.com/2008/index.html

Check out the Etapas. They look like the teeth of some sort of man eating animal. Lets just hope I come out alive.

Paris-Mantes was nothing special. Other than the shocking feeling of imminent death quickly advancing upon me as we entered each obstacle course of a town (and we passed through plenty of them) I was left with little to brag, I mean... write about.

I've got another race tomorrow some where in France. Should be a fast little bastard. 30 laps of a 1.8km circuit. I've busted out my carbon knuckled oakley boxing gloves for this one. This American crit racer is predicting some serious bush league antics and intends to arrive prepared. With a little luck I think those gloves may be in the air as I cross the line tomorrow.

Dustin' off the crit legs,
alex

Great Day Or, The Greatest Day?

2008-04-25T10:29:00.000-07:00

A surprising number of people have brought the lack of posts over the past few days to my attention. It appears that my blog has a heroin like effect on some people. Like heroin, reading this blog will make you late for work, less intelligent, and over time will probably make your teeth fall out (I'm warning you now...). But, for some reason people read on. Interesting... Well, I have a damn good reason for not posting these last few days. My ipod died. And with it's passing, a surprisingly large chunk of my soul went with it. I never realized it till now but that little hunk of metal affectionately named Pijon and engraved with the saying, "You can't make a quesadilla with out the tortilla" is probably one of my best "friends." It's been with me now for over 3 years and has spent far more time with me than any other inanimate or animate being. I know how lame that must sound but it's true. These days especially. Plugging into the ipod is one of the only places I can get my English fix!

For 3 days I fought back the tears in silence and tried to stay strong with the music from my computer but it just wasn't the same. So this morning, after 3 cups of coffee and a couple of slices of home (peanut butter, honey, sliced banana, and cinnamon on toast) I cranked up the MGMT got out my Tok, Alaska Swiss army knife and proceeded to perform surgery on poor little Pijon. For 3 hrs I worked. Hands shaking from the nervous energy that can only come from diving head first into the unknown abyss of open heart surgery performed on ones best friend (or was it the 3 cups of coffee?), brow sweating, and eyes darting back and forth from a dismantled Pijon to Wikihow. And I'll be damned, I did it! I am happy to report that Pijon is once again fully functional! A revived ipod, spectacular ride w/ perfect weather, new bar tape, and new cleats makes today one of the most amazing days in the life of Alex Howes!

As I write this I can't help but think of another good friend of mine who's in a tough spot. Timmy Duggan recently hit the deck (hell, he probably broke the deck with how hard he hit it) at the Tour of Georgia. Pretty scary stuff. Hearing about crashes like that always makes me (and the rest of the peleton I'm sure) wonder why we do this stupid sport.

Heal fast Timmy!

Oh yeah, and there's a race this weekend! Paris-Mantes. I have no idea what kind of race it is or who is going to be there but I know where Paris is!

Goin' to Paris,
alex

Earth Day

2008-04-22T07:22:00.000-07:00

Happy Earth day!!!

Not sure they have Earth Day here in France land but, I suppose I'll take the recycling out and ride my bike to work today to do my part!

Grim Reaper

2008-04-21T04:40:00.000-07:00

That's what I was for the Rhone Alpes Isere Tour. If you were behind me you were screwed. If you were in front of me, everything was going to be ok. With out fail, I was always the last guy to get popped from the lead group. Even when I was feeling amazingly strong something would happen that would keep me out of the lead group. Missed feeds, broken derailleur hanger, dropped chain, slick corner (fallowed by me body checking a rather solid brick wall), ect, ect. The list goes on. And as much as I'd love to sit here and bitch about all my misfortunes this week, the fact is I just didn't have the legs to play w/ the big boys this weekend. Yeah, it sucks when a major objective is met w/ sub par form and fortune but one must never cease to look on the bright side. Not only will repeatedly getting whipped on the climbs help me improve for the upcoming races but out of both panic and necessity I am once again one of the paragon falcons of the peleton. After 4 days of racing up and down rain slicked, and diesel soaked roads I have emerged not as one of the primer climbers but as one of the few who have perfected the delicate ballet moves required to play with the race caravan at 50mph. I may never be one of the best climbers in the peleton but I am quickly becoming one of the few crazy enough to hunt them down post summit.

Sun's out, better go ride,
alex

The Real Beginning

2008-04-16T14:31:00.001-07:00

Warning: Don't eat Pussy too fast, you will get a brain freez.

First big race of the season for me starts tomorrow. Legs are good (although the ribs are still pretty sore) and I'm pretty excited to get some stage racing under my belt. If you speak French and feel like waking up early you can fallow the race live at http://www.directvelo.com/index.php. It's the Rhône-Alpes Isère Tour. Other wise I'll let you all know how it went next Monday. No laptop for me on this trip. I think I've ODed on internet and need a little detox.

Thanks for reading and cross your fingers,

alex

ps- What will happen when someone from my generation named Kenny actually gets killed?

Ice

2008-04-14T13:23:00.000-07:00

Ice is the word of the day today. Just so happens it was the word of the day yesterday also and will most certainly be the word of the day tomorrow. Why? Well, the day after my spectacular high speed dismount I awoke scratching my head wondering what the hell had happened to the right side of my torso. Had I been hit by a truck? Was I slammed by a ram? Did I fall from the 3rd story of a building? Guess I was distracted by all that red liquidy stuff after the race enough to make me over look the fact that I had done some serious whacking to my torso. Oh well, I've got 2 days to get things all straightened out before Rhone Alpes Isere Tour and I'm taking the fact that I managed to pull it together for 8th place on Sunday's road race as a sign that everything is going to play out in my favor. However, until Rhone Alpes.... ice, ice, ice.

Another thing I have going in my favor is the fact that I have rediscovered my bandage changing song. I know it sounds weird but a few years ago I discovered that the usually silent pain of cleaning wounds and changing bandages is much more tolerable while rocking out and occasionally playing naked air guitar. My long time favorite bandage cleaning song: Holy Diver by Dio. Why is this at the top of the list? If only I knew....

alex

For Those Of You That Don't Know....

2008-04-12T14:09:00.000-07:00

Hitting the deck at 60kpm really sucks. Not to mention hurts. Sucks even more when it happens in the 2nd Km of the race when the S--t is hitting the fan. To add insult to injury I was in what ended up being the winning group! Oh and after the crash I had 6 gears (3 in the back and 2 up front). Not 6 gears that worked, just 6 that the deraliure was phically capable of reaching. It made for a long day in the saddle. Can a guy get a little luck around here?

Ok I'm done venting. Good thing is, is that I finished so I can race tomorrow (at least they tell me that's a good thing.....) and my legs were actually really good today. I think I might have actually finished second group. Not sure seeing as I spent the whole day playing leap frog working my way up from the back. Tomorrow stars w/ a 6km up hill TT w/ a short road race in the afternoon. Cross your fingers I don't break my chain in this TT also.

Sleeping on the left side,
alex

What A Strange Land This Is....

2008-04-11T06:19:00.000-07:00

"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro."

Hunter S. Thompson

Just Thoughts

2008-04-09T05:28:00.000-07:00

If M&Ms and Thin Mints don't kill me does that mean they make me stronger? I sure hope so....

I think I'm going to scrap the cycling tour I was planning on doing in Italy during my mid season break. In replacement I'm thinking camping/canoeing around Sweden or Norway. How rad would that be?!? Get away from the city and sleep in the dirt for a while. It should be just what the doctor ordered to prevent me from fully decomposing in this tiny little French apt.

alex

Updated Team Site

2008-04-08T11:34:00.000-07:00

http://www.veloclublapomme.com//main.php?PAGE=305

Wildlife

2008-04-08T08:46:00.000-07:00

I saw a wild boar today. It scared me. I scared her. I thought she was pretty ugly. I wonder if she is thinking the same thing about me right meow….

Rain, rain go away,
alex

I Got Robbed

2008-04-06T23:18:00.001-07:00

They say Marseille has one of the highest crime rates in the country. Guess that’s true. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
alex

2008-04-06T13:22:00.000-07:00

The races this weekend were pretty solid. For the first time in a long time I actually felt fast in a time trial. It was a 4km sprint. 1.5km into a head wind, 1km cross wind 1km tail, 1.5 cross. Pretty straight forward w/ only 2 corners worth breaking for (if you were planning on winning that is!). Got off to a great start and decided that I was going well enough to take some risks on the tail wind section and I promised myself I wouldn’t break. Underestimated the speed I would have when I road the course during warm up and ended up touching gravel in 3 out of the 4 corners on the back stretch! Some how I stayed on the road a was ready to hit the afterburners for the last 1.5km when I suddenly found myself riding a front wheel endo praying to every god in the universe to keep from kissing the concrete (this is the second time this season this has happened!! WTF!!). I didn’t crash and for my acrobatics I was rewarded w/ the opportunity to run/coast my bike for the last 1.5km. Fun! I’m not saying I was going to win but, I think I could have been top 5. Which for me, is a big deal when it’s a TT. Oh well.

The road race in the afternoon was much better. After few nervous moments of trying to beg, borrow, and steal a new chain a rival team stepped in to help out. Other than that I felt great all day. From the km zero attack (yeah, I was that asshole) to the final few km. Managed to TT up to the lead split which was pretty rad. Guess snapping my chain in the morning helped me save my TT legs for the afternoon…. I think I finished up somewhere in the top 10. Expecting big things for the big races comming up in the next couple of weeks and months.

As is the norm, the team road really well. Balbuena finished up 3rd overall, Lopez snagged the sprinters jersey, and Delaroziere came in 3rd for the mountains classification. Did I mention we only had 4 guys in the race? Not too shabby.

Not that anyone cares but, have I ever mentioned how much I love Sea Wolf?

Well I do so there,

alex

I Must Say....

2008-04-04T11:37:00.000-07:00

I feel like a straight up bad ass cruzin' around in the team vans! There's nothing that brings me back to a state side mind set than driving a big ass van, shirtless, in bumper to bumper rush hour traffic! Long live cassette players and ghetto clutches.

4km TT tomorrow morning w/ a 100km road race in the afternoon. Should be a bucket of fun!

alex

This time last year:

2008-04-03T07:18:00.001-07:00

Forget Hammocks!

2008-04-02T12:51:00.000-07:00

This is were all the $ is at!

http://cgi.ebay.com/OOAK-NEEDLE-FELTED-CHINESE-CRESTED-dog-artist-mini-doll_W0QQitemZ270223643466QQihZ017QQcategoryZ3904QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem

Are You F---ing Serious?

2008-04-01T07:34:00.000-07:00

http://velonews.com/article/73998/carpenter-and-phinney-start-new-venture

This better be an April fools joke. I don't think I could keep up if there was a whole peleton full of Mini Phinnys!

Am I the only one who Noticed

2008-04-01T02:05:00.000-07:00

That Pete finished second to Oscar Sevilla in San Dimas? Damn! I here by retract all prior harsh words and sarcastic phrases made this winter in reference to both Pete's large butt and January intervals.

Nice ride Petra,

alex

Mini Adventures

2008-03-31T11:42:00.000-07:00

That what life is for a bike racer. It's just a series of mini adventures (some less mini than others) interspersed with brief periods of extreme boredom. A few days in a faraway land filled w/ picturesque rolling hills and snow caped peaks here, a week or two in a foreign jungle of a city there. The concept of consistency does not exist (aside from the fact that as a bike racer you KNOW that you HAVE to ride your bike EVERYDAY (w/ a few very rare exceptions) if you want to WIN) and to entertain the idea that you actually have a home, or some sort of permanent base, is simply an act that will set you up for quite a let down. Sometimes it sucks however, most of the time the pace and rhythm mesh perfectly with the beat of my little humming bird heart rate.

This weekend's mini adventure was to Annemasse. The race was hard. I spent most of the day driving the peleton through valleys and over some pretty damn tough hills. The team road really well as a cohesive unit, splitting the field into smaller and smaller groups until lighting a rocket going into the final climb. My legs felt solid but after 120km of flat out racing my body yelled, "uncle" and I had to find a little laughing group and limp home with. All things considering I'm pretty happy w/ the way things played out and w/ way I raced. Big props to Jonathan Balbuena who road a stellar race to finish 2nd. But ya, bla bla bla.... racing shmacing. What I really wanted to say is how F---ING AWSOME Annemasse is. I'm pretty sure if I ever decide to buy myself a permanent residence here in France it's going to be somewhere in that region. Absolutely stunning landscape. I'm thinking a nice little cottage in Switzerland.....

Oh, and I had another little mini adventure today too! While digging through the piles of food on my shelf I had a sudden thought, "WTF Alex why are you still using an old dilapidated cardboard box to organize your crap? Build a f---ing spice rack!" So that's just what I did. I walked/hitch hiked the 4 miles in the rain (people keep telling me it never rains here... What the hell?) to the hardware store, bought a saw, nails, and a hammer, ripped apart some chairs by the dumpsters and made an absolutely baller spice rack. Thank you boy scouts!

Oh and congrats to Jonathan Brunel, and Gatis Smukulis who both snagged sweet victories this weekend at Saint-Ciers!

Did you know the Eiffel Tower was inaugurated on this day in 1889?

Yeah, didn’t think so,

alex

For the first time in a long time

2008-03-28T14:21:00.000-07:00

I feel 90% sane (personal best). Why? I don't know, but I like it. It's funny, you never really realize how far from sanity you were until you return to normality.

Feeling good for the race this weekend. I think I can do something pretty rad on the final climb. We'll see.....

Don't hold your breath. Although, it would be perfectly acceptable to cross your fingers.

Oh, and I'm going to buy my first guitar. My lofty goal: To be able to play Iron and Wine's "Each Coming Night" by the time I go back to CO in October. Then find someone who can play the banjo to jam w/ to bring the song to its full level of awsomeness. Any takers?

Thanks for reading,

alex

Well it's Official

2008-03-27T07:18:00.000-07:00

I now know just enough French to get myself into trouble. For example: I read a team email the other day and instead of running it through a translator after I read it just to make sure I understood everything I just assumed I got everything and continued to go about my internet surfing. Turns out I completely missed the main point and because of that I missed the team ride today. This whole language barrier thing is a real bitch sometimes. Looks like I still have some studying to do.....

BIG race this weekend,

alex

Few Days Late....

2008-03-25T05:17:00.000-07:00

But, happy Easter.

My Easter was pretty fantastic. I passed the day speaking English and enjoying a few smiles with a special girl and even got to talk with the whole family on the phone during Easter lunch! I couldn't have asked for a better day (although, I do find it pretty ironic that it was the first day in roughly 5 weeks that I did not consume any hard boiled eggs). Today however, it's back to the grind. I can't remember the last time I road in wind like this. Oh wait I think I do..... I think it was that time back in Colorado when I got a chunk taken out of my helmet from a shingle that was ripped off my neighbor's roof. Remember kids, always wear a helmet.

alex