Serving the duty of filling my time, documenting my anticlimactic cycling ventures and broadcasting my hardly-there sense of humor to the world. Mainly the last one.
First of all, I've joined everyone else in the 21st century of bicycle technology with this:
There will be a 3t cockpit going on that. I'm currently deciding on which seat i want to use, but once I do, all of my contact points will be taken care of. My Easton wheels will go on it so i'll have a set of pit wheels for road/cross racing.
In life, school just got out for the year so I'll have lots more time to ride and work.
This probably will. Though in your desire for it to be cyclocross season you may mistake people in cars yelling at you for heckling and when they throw things at you, you might mis-take them for failed hand ups.
...That fuckin hurt. I'm thinkin it was a combination of not warming up and overestimating my fitness, but the more likely suspect is all the weight from the steel frame, aluminum wheels and cheap tires. If I was on a crabon fibre $10k beast, it would've been nothing but a thing keeping up with the main group. Anyway, once I was dropped i ended up riding with a couple of PRC women so it wasn't all bad.
I race cyclocross, though I spend more time riding single track with the cross. Next year will be my first year of road racing. I'll never outgrow 20" kids bikes so I will continue to look silly all 6'3" of me jumping around on a BMX bike.