Resonance and Stealth Lamborghinis

Life is slowing becoming life again.  Just the normal stuff.  Eat, sleep, employment related work, fold laundry, ride a bike.  There's still things to be done around the house, but we're getting down to the stuff that really doesn't matter, yet makes a place a home.

I've been to the Home Depot about a half mile from my house enough times to meet all 700 employees, and I've bought and returned almost 80% of their inventory.

As we approach the finish line, I have begun to drag my feet.  Hang some blinds, watch a movie, drink a beer(s).  At this rate, things should be done in time for our Autumn Non-Party that I'm planning, to which I will invite no one, sit on my porch and watch leaves fall.

Not one, but two shake down rides on the VerDickgo Meatplow V.7 set up and ready for PMBAR this weekend... strangely enough, both rides with my PMBAR (not life) partner, Zac.  At the BYT, I managed to go off of a drop that I haven't had the gumption for previously.  New bike balls.  They're good for that.

And Sunday was too perfect to not go to the mountains.

Kürdt, Bill Nye and Zac... all crammed into the Honda Fit of Rage with four bikes and at least one person experiencing pre-poop gas issues all the way there.

photo cred: Bill Nye

Zac was aboard his new Fattimagic steed of his own creation.

I have inappropriately flipped the image as Zac does not know that proper bike photo taking etiquette dictates that single shots of a bike always be taken from the drive side.  I actually hate when advertising type people flip bikes in ad copy because it looks better in the layout not knowing that it drives people who actually ride bikes and have brains insane. 
But I can do it here, because... burrito.

Zac and I are a much better match on the descents now that he is no longer riding a rigid, V-brake equipped, 26" wheeled Jamis Diablo.  And by "better match," I mean that he is dusting me on all but the wide open descents with no chance of precarious, over-the-edge tumbles.

So as of right now, Zac is on a semi-tested machine with fresh built wheels and some newish parts.  I'm on a bike that is sorta new and pretty well tested.  Neither one of us is sick, both of us have minor injuries associated with being alive, and we're in a decent place mentally and almost physically.

Could this be our big year... a return to the PMBAR "podium?"

There never was an actual podium back in the years in which I woulda managed to get on it with Elk and Thadsoopial, but I would consider it a return nonetheless.