A Streaked-White Sky and Clean Bathroom

Streaked-White

A streaked-white sky

Discovered much in the Methow Valley last weekend. What Fat Bikes in the snow are about, never before seen, streaked-white cloud patterns, and the cleanest bike shop bathroom!

Bathroom is clean!

Bathroom is clean!

It was so clean, I wanted to sit in there, sip coffee from Blue Star Coffee Roasters, and look at maps of all the groomed trails I wanted to ride.

Groomed

Groomed for your fat biking pleasure

Methow Cycle Sport knows a secret for drawing that elusive female shopper into their shop: cleanliness.

Once the camera returns to room temperature and I dump the SD cards, I’ll start writing up the Wired Fat Bike feature and conclude it after we ride the snow again in Sun Valley.

We stayed at the cozy Rolling Huts in the Methow and were in town for the Fat Bike Demo hosted by the Methow Valley Sport Trails Association.

VeloBody on Review

I just got back from a couple weeks riding with in Hawaii. For most of the year, I don’t have to deal with extreme of conditions being from Seattle. The one “down side” (if you can really call it that) of riding in Hawaii is the heat and sweat and what that can do to your junk. This trip I brought along a tub of VeloBody. I’ve had a couple go-to brands over the years: one went out of business (Greyhound Juice) and one is getting damn expensive and hard to find (Assos). Velobody is a pretty comparable in thickness and feel so I was a fan from the start. It’s shea butter based, which seems to work well for me. VeloBody stays in place, no strong scent, not too greasy. After a long ride in the sun it seemed to do a good job - I like it.

VeloBody also makes a shave stick which I like was well. I struggled a bit with the form factor, so I pulled it out and housed it in a loofa bag which has been great. The thing I notice after shaving with it is the legs feel “pre-moisturized”. No need to get into the business of lotion after shaving. Not a bad option.

What We’ve Been Waiting For From Lance

Oprah Lives!

Oprah Graffiti

With so many punches pulled for so long on Lance, the fists of fury are flying and let them – there’s a sports catharsis going on and us cyclists need to vent.

As more lurid details from the Lance investigation emerge and he appears on Oprah this week for an expected confession, speculative tweets and statuses from everyone are being sent. It’s like when Tiger announced he was a sex addict and went into rehab or maybe when Jimmy Swaggart told America he’d sinned.

I predict a steely-eyed, on-message presentation of the new redemption narrative and for those seeking fame like him, a lesson in narcissistic, sociopathic performance art. I wrote about that in my lo-fi channel on Medium

It’ll play out like this: LA comes clean, Comeback 3.0 the Redemption, writes tell-all book, sells script, net worth doubles, attorneys get paid. The Lance friendlies and those that never doubted welcoming him back. Yellow memorabilia will vibrate into action.

and Xeni said, “A Million Little Pieces of Yellow Wristband.”

Why are cyclists so vocal when it seems we should’ve moved on already, Jason Gay addresses in the WSJ

If you care about pro cycling you get used to being swept aside in the cultural mainstream. You’re accustomed to cycling being a low priority. When you watch pro cycling on TV, it’s always on the funny channels at the end of the dial, next to stations that sell abdominal flexors and pantyhose that also make waffles. You get used to the fact that bike racing in the U.S. is mostly an unglamorous place.

When the nation’s attention turns to our unglamorous sport, we wave our hands like an angry mob on CNN holding up DopeStrong signs. Remember when Lance was the Patron, we were proud to ride and race, spinning a stupid-high cadence. Now it’s self-quantifying Strava segments and pink-flared jackets at fund-raising Fondos. What the F happened to Lance? And to our sport? Us?

And for those sick of it all, here’s a tired of bitches bitching about other bitches bitching and being bitches post from Cyclocosm.

Fire in the Belly

Buy me a beer at CX Worlds where I’m going to try and stoke the fire in the belly of this maligned sport and we can talk this more. Today the press leaks started about an emotional Lance we’re supposed to forgive so he can race again. Will you?

I’ll buy you a beer back, while we discuss this to the sound of cowbells clanging.

Finding a Flow in the Snow

Kent Peterson highlighted one of many quotes from Obree

The last word on all of this is that gaining this suppleness is a lot more work than maintaining it. Persevere with it and the accumulation of tiny gains makes a real difference. To be honest, maintaining the suppleness I had in my racing career would take as little as five minutes – but only if I stuck to the schedule every night!

If you pin a number on your back and line up at race, fondo, commute or just ride for fun, The Obree Way teaches much about riding efficiently. Obree focuses on the biomechanical connection between you and the bike, how to be supple.

Groomed Trail

Big tires on a groomed trail

I thought much about being efficient and suppleness in sub-zero temperatures on a Fat Bike in the snow this weekend. I was in the Methow Valley on assignment for Wired. Crunching along at 4 mph, bouncing on tires inflated to 5 PSI, I wanted to smooth it all out. Content to pedal slow like a Bootsy Collins bass line instead of a frenetic mashup from Girl Talk, I was in the groove and considering all the variables to find a flow in the snow. As the groomed trial turned into a small, steep hill, I heard a Spank Rock lyric, ‘Oh ease up motherf’er take a breath.

The 9-Zero-7 I spun up that pitch weighs 3 times what my Cross or Road bike does and is about twice as fun.

We stayed at the Rolling Huts in Winthrop and rode bikes from Methow Cycle Sport during the Fat Bike Demo hosted by the Methow Valley Sport Trails Association.

I’ll share a link to the Wired feature, when it’s live. ‘Till then, we’ve got more snow to ride in.

Lance and Oprah Schaudenfreude Viewing Parties

This Thursday Lance will go on Oprah to probably make a complete, honest and pubic apology for his wrongdoing, promise to champion dope-free cycling teams and stop taking millions from his charity in the name of cancer patient supportstart the media train that will be his re-comeback to professional sports.

Regardless of which side of the fence you’re on, you can join in on the fun with a few parties being held on opposite sides of the continent.

For residents of PDX, head on over to Rapha’s new home near the Pearl District to watch “a live feed” of the event. Directions and details are here.

If you’re in the 212 you can visit Cannibal Beer and Butcher for a viewing party with Rapha and GAGE+DESOTO. I’ll also be there for BikeHugger sorta-live blogging (depending on how much of the beer I have. That event is at 8:30pm at 113 East 29th Street (Between Park and Lex.)

My money is on the following scenario: Lance gives a teary confession to doping, but not to being a mastermind behind a doping ring. He apologizes just enough to make the Yellow Bands feel awesome about supporting a man who was just doing what he needed to do to help cancer patients. It won’t be enough to heal cycling, it won’t be enough to implicate the UCI and the other complicit organizations but those magazines and media outlets that rode the Lance gravy train will feel good running stories on his “apology,” his “clean comeback” and his new era.

If you’ve got a viewing party planned, let us know in the comments.

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