Monthly Archives: September 2012


Whats with all the bike on my car? Nothing really. I just like to haul bikes around once in a while. I just feel better knowing they are there. They enjoyed my HP visit with me this morn. The rental bikes are just happy to get out of the basement once in a while. So every once in awhile its a field trip.

Calm down. Not really. That would be weird and Im not weird.

I’ll tell you whats weird.

10 days ago I purchased the new Killers “Battle Born” and its been playing nonstop in the store since. Over and over. Thats 90 hours uninterrupted. Let alone in the car or iPod. Now thats weird.
Back to the bikes. Here’s the story.
This spring I approached several high end hotel\resorts in the area about offering a bike tour on their list of stuff to offer. All summer go’s by and nothing. Until yesterday.
So today and tomorrow I am taking four people each day on a hour and a half tour of the area. My HP will be the centerpiece of the ride. So I get to rent bikes and get paid hourly to guide. And the rates are premium cuz the hotel is very high end.
I hope this is the beginning of this service. Nobody else does this. I hope it go’s well. I have a fear that its going to be four old ladys with canes. Really, I have no idea on fitness levels so I gatta be able to improvise in a heatbeat.
Also going to try this with CC ski’s this winter…..

So with that on the agenda the next two days bring me to another dilemma. Im not sure how well I can ride a bike.
Ribs really hurt still and Im sure it will be a while before that is gone. Had another restless nite. Every time I move in my sleep it hurts and I wake. About a million times a nite. Im sure the bike tour will be slow. I’ll ride crosspinky.

Tomorrow I would really like to ride the Domane. Its getting close to being sold. Several individuals are thinking. Pretty soon someone will come in with money and its gone. For real, its been my fav road bike of all time and my replacement demo will be very much like it. I hope I can at least ride a little tomorrow.

But for the most part Im laying low till the ribs are good enough to MTB on them. Two week till the local race, the two more till Iceman. Thats still the plan.

Unless I change my mind.
Time to be a tour guide!




Took a longer visit today. I stay here longer when I have things to think about. I measure my time in the HP by songs on my iPod. Today was a six song day. Yesterday was only two since I wanted to ride before the store opened. And again, am using my phone exclusively for pictures. I love that Google+ automatically uploads my pics. I take them on the beach and when I get to the store they are up on the site and ready.
Back to yesterdays MTB ride….
The scope of yesterdays digger did not hit me till later in the day. Ribs, shoulder, knee and wrist. Once again, I am off the bike. Upsetting since I just got back on after being sick for almost a week. Ive got the wrist wrapped and the knee is pretty good. Shoulder is just sore. Ribs on the other hand will keep me off the bike for some time. Had to sleep on my back last nite and I hate that so my nite was long. Small movement hurts. I really never had bruised (or broke for all I know) ribs before and know what others have felt with this.
No deep breaths. Hurts to cough. Once again Im laying low.
Ive noticed my weight went up the last two weeks. Im sure the next week or so wont help me in the respect either. Less movement equals less food burned. Need to eat less during these times.

Still on my racing calender is our local MTB race here in town. In the past I have brought several tents to the event and vended stuff. This year, my available help is down along with the means to haul stuff out to the park so I might just ditch that and race it instead. I’ll make that decision last minute the week before.

Then, there’s Iceman. I am on the fence here. Still have not found a place to stay. Not really looking either. Staying a bit out of town is not a big deal as my wife always provides my shuttle service where ever I need to go and that just makes things easy. So Im not concerned yet. I have time.

First I need to get back on the bike.




I sure love this time of year. The trees are starting to turn and that means its game on until the leaves fall. The store does not open till 11am now that its on winter hours and I need to take advantage of this as best I can.
Yesterday it was cross bike, today its MTB.
A awesome crisp fall morning. Sun shining. Perfect morning for a ride in the woods.
Thats is, until I hit the dirt hard. Chest first. Going pretty fast. Happened so fast I did not even get my hands out to break the fall. I hate when that happens.
As I laid there trying to breath my first thought was am I going to make the store to open it as Im there alone today.
I take inventory. Nothing broke. Knee swelling but I can walk. I limp to the store….
Knee seems OK but ribs are sore when I breath. My thumb hurts to type. Knee swelled and cut. Just another day on the MTB.
I have done this a million times but as I get older it seems to hurt just a little bit more. Instead of one spot that hurts you come out with three.
Life go’s on. But there’s more.
The screen on my new Motorola computer has a huge scratch on it. Like all the way a cross.  Nice. There’s 200 bucks out the window. Im sure it hit the ground when the bike cartwheeled.

The store is for sure out of summer mode. Door traffic is half of a month ago. My job now is to draw down the inventory to winter levels. And cut all expenses. Today Im here all day alone and that will be the norm till April of 13′. I do have some part time help putting in a few nites during the week so I dont go crazy. Also will have most Saturdays off.

Its the time of year that gets a bit boring. Biking is on the way down and cross country ski’s are not ready. Oct and Nov are usually the two slowest months (unless we get no snow like last winter). But there is always some project to work on.
Awesome stuff like accounting. Exciting!

Anyway, Im going to try and get outside as much as I can in the next month and you should too. Do it for real.