Maybe I will write an update

Buckley Fine-Rosenberg enjoying a nice day of cross at Gloucester.

I was going to wait until the day when not a single person looked at this site before updating it but that day is not on the horizon. I still get about 50 hits on Mondays and 20-30 on other days, so I guess some people are wondering what eye ham doing.

Cross season (or lack thereof) was a disappointment. It started with a crash in a training crit in SLC where I flatted my front tire just before a turn and started the turn not knowing it was flat. Sorry to the guy I took down... it hurt me too! After a few days off I went to Seattle for Star Crossed and Rad Racing. Star cross'd was a fun race at night on the velodrome. I felt ok but it took me half the race to figure out how to go around the slick turns. I got really frustrated in the Rad GP with tired legs and a few crashes so I DNF'd. Then off to Vegas for cross vegas and the usa crits final. I felt awesome for the first 20 minutes of the cross race then fell apart. I guess that was a stacked field and I shouldn't have felt so bad about getting throttled but it sure did hurt. I woke up that night with full leg cramps in each leg simultanneously and had to jump around the hotel room to get them to go away.

So after cross vegas my lungs were scorched and my legs were destroyed. I skipped the crit and decided then and there to start my off season. I was fit but not fresh, and we know that the coalescence of those two mysterious things equals form. Freshness was coming sporadically (it was there for SF but gone for Star and Rad), and I didn't see the value in training and traveling for cross without some reliably predictable form.

I thus began my off season by spending 6 hours straight at a 3/6 limit texas hold em table at the mirage, where I am pleased to say I pretty much broke even. It's funny how people try to act like the poker players on ESPN even when the maximum bet is $6 and nobody actually knows what they are doing.

After that it was back to Nashville where I promptly began playing golf almost everyday. I am consistent in my scores but horrible. I usually shoot between 48 and 51 out at Percy Warner, which is a 9 hole par 34. A few weekend trips to Chicago and Boston, some pilates and yoga and some quality time with the hounds wrapped up the off season and now I am starting to climb back on the bikes. I did some single speeding last week and went for a road ride this week, and I am planning to start my base miles in earnest on Nov. 3.

This is probably not what they had in mind when they designed this statue

And finally, I get annoyed when bike related blogs get political, but I think I will give my endorsement: vote Sarahcudda for VP!