If Only I Had A Bat!

Wait… Off in the distance… I think it is coming. I think it is really really huge!  Really huge… It is IRONMAN!!!!

Has he lost his mind?
Can he see or is he blind?
Can he walk at all,
Or if he moves will he fall?
Is he alive or dead?
Has he thoughts within his head?
We’ll just pass him there
why should we even care?

He was turned to steel
in the great magnetic field
When he travelled time
for the future of mankind

Nobody wants him
He just stares at the world
Planning his vengeance
that he will soon unfurl

It is a madhouse out there. Madhouse.

Now the time is here
for Iron Man to spread fear
Vengeance from the grave
Kills the people he once saved

Nobody wants him
They just turn their heads
Nobody helps him
Now he has his revenge

Heavy boots of lead
fills his victims full of dread
Running as fast as they can
Iron Man lives again!

Kinda makes you want to bite a bats head off.  Actually, it really just pisses you off.  To the point that you need to shred a dirt bike.  I know that I have felt like I have boots of lead after the race.  I trust I will again tomorrow.  God this is great stuff.

In the end, it comes around every year.  Just cannot get enough of it.

Let’s do Ironman!

Drowning Quads… Our fate tomorrow!

Here We Go!

What is it about Indiana and Confederate flags?

End of the year rev up!

Today I started my end of the year push. It’s not like a push of a car to get it started, and it is certainly not a bathroom push. But, it is an all out effort to pile on one last bit of fitness to try to do well at the iIronman GNCC.

You see, that is the race that started all of this. Scott and I were just casually enjoying off road riding and a few races here and there. Almost on a whim, we headed down to Indiana to do a GNCC race at the end of the season. I didn’t even finish the race. But, shortly after that the next spring, we were driving along and I said, “we should do the whole GNCC series next year.”.

One thing led to another and we organized a van, a camper trailer, some sponsors, a couple of motorcycles each and BAM – we were going GNCC racing. From there, this strange odyssey has played out.

Now, I am finishing my gazillionth racing season here in the Midwest and targeting doing well at the ironman. Someday I’m going to win my class there and then I can be done with it. Not really. It is the best race anywhere.

The hills, the dirt, the field GP sections, the river, ironman hill all of it. I cannot wait.

So I rode today for 3 hours in the rain at Dyracuse. I was not really on it, as I have not ridden in a month. Timing was all off and I could not really go fast. But it felt good to be riding. I will get a few more rides in before THE race. I’ll be ready.

Tomorrow, the first CX race of the year. New cross bike, ready to go.

It is blue, it has knobbies, but no throttle and it hurts to go that hard. But, it will make you fit.

I WILL get back to being the fastest old dude alive.

Out.
Joe