tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11472611211414282212024-03-16T14:49:40.469-04:00Vague Idea RacingRich Dillen- Unprofessional Cyclistdickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.comBlogger2370125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-7622651249006358992024-03-13T07:26:00.002-04:002024-03-13T07:28:12.631-04:00Watts Fappening '24I admittedly do a piss poor job of photo documenting the Fappening. Not like it needs to be recorded for historical purposes or anything It's bad behavior and nothing to aspire to in ones life, but we do it anyways. Most of these images are not mine. After a couple beers, I prefer to keep my valuables in my pocket when possible. I'm capable of making (some) good dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-28754953748449229732024-03-06T07:22:00.001-05:002024-03-06T07:31:42.177-05:00Reasons are just well supported excusesDetails about Watts Fappening '24 this Saturday at the very bottom.Details about other stuff and things right chere. I had to buy a new Wahoo data acquisition device. It does things I'm not used to. I'm old. I don't like new. When the Summit Climb Feature (whatever it's called) kicks in, it makes the sound from Colors by Ice-T. I do like that. It doesdickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-78354483785561050682024-02-27T07:13:00.003-05:002024-02-27T09:46:22.089-05:00The Noodlebar Necromancer?First and foremost, this is Fappening.More details to come, but probably starting around 3:00PM at Lower Left Brewing (mebbe 4:00?), and then heading north and then south because I want to end up at home before I fall asleep. Stops will be determined sooner rather than later. Just expect this to be no fun, and you won't be disappoint if you join us.Second.I had a productive weekend.&dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-28187487325827799732024-02-21T07:25:00.004-05:002024-02-21T08:13:49.920-05:00Winter Shart Tarck '24: Race FivePoints-wise, last week kinda locked the top five in place for the GC in the single speed category. Based on the less than full parking lot when I pulled in, I'm guessing many had been dissuaded by the colder temps and lack of potential to improve themselves in the standings. It definitely had the "time to make the donuts" feels.Had to embed the video for the yutes that don't get the dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-6471727065556174882024-02-20T07:36:00.002-05:002024-02-21T12:09:41.936-05:00Winter Shart Tarck '24: Race Five Predumble - What's Eating Dickbert Grape?Obvs I ain't been totally "with it" lately. My mind elsewhere. Apology.Long story short... ** and now edited because it felt good to share for a bit, but now I've put most of the post in the bin.So a lack of sleep, strong set of poor coping skills, a passionate desire to solve all the problems immediately, and a tendency to catastrophize everything while doing the ass-opposite of dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-60011900286189970942024-02-14T09:44:00.003-05:002024-02-14T09:44:58.657-05:00Winter Shart Tarck '24: Race FourSomehow I'm parked next to Bruce. We always park in the same general vicinity. We're basically the same age. We finish the race about the same time. Chalk it up to a "birds of a feather" situation."Robert Marion isn't coming today.""Huh..."I'd mentioned last week that I wasn't moving up in the GC unless someone in the top five missed a race. Now that's happening, so dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-56039336357007018332024-02-13T07:31:00.000-05:002024-02-13T07:31:28.730-05:00Winter Shart Tarck '24: Race Four PredumbleThe Monday after last week's race, I was mentally fried. Can't explain it. The crush of reality and constant reminders of mortality. Morose shit.On Tuesday, I woke up anxious over my to-do list of things, and despite convincing myself that the floppy front brake lever could wait until after Winter Shart Tarck was over, I couldn't help myself. A bunch of Googling had dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-58196771171790821672024-02-07T07:28:00.000-05:002024-02-07T07:28:28.116-05:00Winter Shart Tarck '24: Race Three Quick review. With this race being double points, it's now doubly "important" that I beat Keith who is currently tied with me for fifth place overall. I also need to keep an eye on Shawn because he could easily leapfrog me with a good ride.Does any of this really matter in the big scheme of things? No, but it's a distraction from recent personal crap, so I'll take it for what dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-26779854196290239362024-02-06T11:02:00.000-05:002024-02-06T11:02:56.201-05:00Winter Shart Tarck '24: Race Three PredumbleNot much to say this time. The Pie was outta town for ten days, leaving me in charge of me to make good decisions... for me. I went out a few times and had beers that cost more than what beers should cost. I squoze in three runs, one being the longest I've been on yet, and with a bunch of best efforts (according to STRAVA). I'm not fast, but I'm getting faster. It dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-64533188479282718882024-01-31T07:32:00.000-05:002024-01-31T07:32:09.426-05:00Winter Shart Tarck '24: Race TwoBefore jumping to Winter Shart Tarck, I want to post a subtle reminder that PMBAR registration opens (and shortly thereafter closes) at 9:00AM on Friday. The one and only event I've done every year since 2004... so that should say something about it without saying much at all. If you're planning on doing it, set your alarms.Now, on with the show.I slept like dookie Saturday night.&dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-74433489953913897352024-01-30T07:33:00.003-05:002024-01-30T07:51:03.942-05:00Winter Shart Tarck '24: Race Two PredumbleI'm realizing that these "predumbles" are not so much a list of pre-excuses for a poor performance on Sunday but just plain and simple writing practice and sharing with the class.That being that...The Pie is outta town for an extended period of time. I've committed to a few things during her absence:* Complete our 2023 taxes. I hate doing them, but we live simple lives, so they're notdickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-40148374815166980022024-01-24T07:09:00.001-05:002024-01-24T07:09:56.416-05:00Winter Shart Tarck '24: Race OneSigh. With Dr Mike calling out sick, I was on a solo roll down to Rock Hill. The only good news being that I'm on my own anal-compulsive agenda, so I have all the time in the world to "do me."Bathroom, sign in, mount the number plate, go see what the new gravel (that was added the day after my last trip down here) on the fifty mile an hour corner looks like, back to the car to preparedickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-49728276197633724542024-01-23T07:27:00.003-05:002024-01-23T07:44:20.605-05:00Winter Shart Tarck '24: Race One PredumbleWhen you go two weeks between blerhg posts, a lot happens. Nothing exciting, so lots of no excite but lots of happens.I got sick a few Fridays ago. Just a cold, which was odd because I forgot what a cold really is. The last few years, it's been Covid or that thing which tried to kill me last May and kept me from going to the Transylvania Epic for what might have been my last dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-71189835708709301562024-01-09T07:40:00.004-05:002024-01-09T09:52:28.877-05:00I've seen mire, and I've seen painI've decided the easiest way to create any content on here to fill the void until Winter Shart Tarck starts in a couple weeks would be taking a giant photo dump. A picture is worth a thousand words, so here's like tens of thousands of words.I took the time to convert the Epic EVO back into its most happy place. Time to find out if the alloy pulleys are quieter... I think they are... Idickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-5255734889369682622023-12-20T07:29:00.003-05:002023-12-20T09:51:35.787-05:00I'm a loser, babyIf memory serves me correctly, this story is true.I was a mere yute hitting golf balls in an open field at a summer family reunion. It was a good activity to do between fetching beers from the kegs for the adults and learning racial slurs and epithets that my parents would then have to remind me not to repeat when they sat me down for my post-reunion debriefing. Anyways, I'm hacking dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-84803705310559706922023-12-07T07:01:00.001-05:002023-12-07T09:40:14.731-05:00Bursting your balloons Sorry not sorry for the disconnect. I checked out for a bit. Work has been sorta stressful and life has been life. We went to Florida. That was nice.Dump the luggage, walk to the beach.Christmas hits different in Florida.Long story behind the SS Dickbutt we saw washed up on the beach. Long and also mebbe sad, but the guy did have "boat money."I don't know how dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-89255348088527835022023-11-08T07:14:00.001-05:002023-11-08T07:14:27.687-05:00Content(ment) CreatorHuh. Would you look at that? Everyone complaining about the time change makes me feel less like adding to the clamor of overwhelming disappoint. I get it. You wake up. It's dark. You go to work, come home, and it's dark. Then the weekend comes, and when you blink your eyes while standing in the cereal aisle at Target, it's gone.Mondays just last a whole dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-42524083618601252532023-11-01T07:31:00.001-04:002023-11-01T07:31:25.003-04:00Unexpected Race Report: The Fastest Fist at the Fister Fest '23I was supposed to go to Pisgah on Saturday. I didn't. A last minute cancelation of plans plus local event with registration still being open meant I still get to have fun (of an ass total opposite type) so whatevs. I'd kinda planned on going to Fisher Fest in the back of my mind, forgot about it, made other plans, and voila. Doing the bull dance, feeling the flow, dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-62250944973015897072023-10-25T07:22:00.001-04:002023-10-25T07:30:22.267-04:00Barnburner 50k 2023: Groundhog Day EditionApology ahead of time for typos and such. I'm punching the keys with 90% of my normally operating digits. What is it about owning a fixed gear and trying to crush and destroy some phalanges at least once every five or so years?Here we ago. Another year. Another Barnburner. No real "goal" to mention of. I'm just pleased as punch to be back on a mountain dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-25197866094269189792023-10-18T07:28:00.000-04:002023-10-18T07:28:16.298-04:00(im)Perfect TimingHalfway through the summer, I became addicted to wearing bibs with pockets WITHOUT wearing baggies over top of them. The entire Southeast is a swampy, hairy butthole roasting in a sauna that needed cleaned months ago, and I just couldn't take it anymore. I went on a quest to find an appropriate top/shirt/blouse that wasn't a sleeveless jersey with redundant pockets and an elastic, dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-45769949406349501732023-10-11T07:23:00.000-04:002023-10-11T07:23:06.433-04:00King and Queen of the Watershed '23I went to the King and Queen of the Watershed with zero aspirations, aside from spending some quality time with my frand, Watts. That's always been at least 60% of the driving force, aside from having some interest in turning late season fitness into making sorta good bike race. I've only been back on the mountain bike twice leading into Sunday's event since seeing my knee cap, so my dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-79994800307398435092023-10-04T07:30:00.000-04:002023-10-04T07:30:00.145-04:00That did not pan outI'm back on the mountain bike. Sorta. Kinda.Despite putting myself on my back foot by attending a day long Oktoberfest bar crawl on Saturday that was way more crawl than bar, I arose from my chambers Sunday morning prepared to hit dirt once again. Sadly, whilst I was 42.0% prepared physically and 69% mentally, my bike was truly not prepared at all.I had to go back and look at mydickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-42609585320286148592023-09-27T07:23:00.003-04:002023-09-27T07:43:25.115-04:00Sticking a pin in itLast week was a banner week.I was back at work on Monday aboard a bike, albeit my garvel bike... and I allowed myself to get roped into eighteen miles of Sad Dadâ„¢ that evening. By Tuesday, I felt up to riding my bar bike/grocery getter to trivia night.These things got to go though.The ER doc wanted to stitch the lower laceration, but I told him I'd had enough for the day.Wednesday, I rode dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-36943949171241223712023-09-20T07:09:00.001-04:002023-09-20T07:10:15.790-04:00Baby step onto the elevator... baby step into the elevator... I'm *in* the elevatorDespondent. That's pretty much the word. Once the afterglow of somehow The Horny Cat 69 being a "success" wore off, I found myself sitting on the couch alone on Sunday. I was as glum as it gets. I blame it on my own frame of mind as much as any outside factors, but the lack of clear instructions when I left the ER didn't give me much clarity or what some call "hope."dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1147261121141428221.post-83652973167837014462023-09-11T09:03:00.004-04:002023-09-11T19:27:28.012-04:00The Horny Cat 69 '23: One and DoneI hate that I'm editing this so late, but huge props to the OG Mountain Cat 100 for inspiring this whole entire thing. I will be back next June. I still probably won't officially finish tho.I was a hot ball of stressed out shit all last week. Fortunately, I only eat when I'm bored, and stress eating isn't my thing, so I dropped a few pounds. I was stalking the weather dickyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03401580852665925613noreply@blogger.com7