OLDCAPCRIT

2 mediocre finishes Sunday. 4rth in the juniors - IScorp controlled the whole thing, Luis theres as usual for a good crash or two. Same place in the cat 4, Geoff got the win which is awesome. He is riding super strong now. Luis made more crashes.

I was a little irritated about it because my legs just did not feel good. Oh well I still got lots of money. Rick Paulos told Carson I that we should wait until after memorial day to upgrade. Which also kind of bothers me, I mean, if i have enough points and I want to whats to stop me? But he had good reasons and I guess I don' t mind doing well in the 4's rather than mid pack in the 3's. I will probably get called a sandbagger for this but it's not my fault, I'd upgrade if i could.

The rest of the day was awesome. Hung out with my girlfriend Sarah most of the day who had a blast even though she had to see me in spandex. Good thing Carson was there to make me look good at least by contrast ;-). She made me promise not to crash too so I'm glad Luis didn't get me also. But someone seriously needs to get it through to that kid that he is not riding safe. Anyray it was nice to just chill and watch races and eat all day.

Harold and Kumar escape from Guantanamo Bay is really funny.

CARSON HOW WAS YOUR DATE

This lack of emotion is making me emotional

Wow I couldn't pass up writing something with a title that great. It's witty, informative, personal, provocative. I'm not exactly sure myself of what it means though.

Hell is listening to country music on facebook.

Well the inevitable couldn't be avoided. I realize saying that that is kind of redundant, but then again so it that, and that, and that, and that, and that, and that, and that, and that....

My sister always new about the blog, but last Friday she decided to tell my parents. That ended very badly, because evidently if someone wanted to rape me my blog would do nothing but encourage them. Clearly it seems, there are no other ways to find out (widely known) information about me.

However on the plus side, I don't think they actually read any of it. If they had, it would be exponentially worse. If you don't understand that you either didn't read my blog or don't know that my parents are very very catholic.

So if anyone asks, this isn't my blog.

SO, my girlfriend was going to come to the race next weekend but now she can't because my parents decided to do something else and so they can't drive not that i want them to but this time i do because if they don't drive she can't go because her parents think we will have sex and then she will get pregnant and then i will crash the car because i'm a bad driver because i'm a teenager/alcoholic and we will die. they're both being perfectly logical but it still pisses me off cuz my hormones are out of control!

Kent Park

Well it's that time of the week again where everyone starts posting why they did or didn't win the race today. A few honorable mentions from Kent Park:

1) You don't see that every day: The dude with the oval crank that got bent pretty much 180 degrees. Oh my god.

2) Lapped traffic: stay to the right....

4) Punk rock cycling womens team: Jane taking the win

3) Mercy/Specialized: at least we looked good

4) Junior fields: 1

5) Twobeeracing

6) Michael Edwards: Demonstrating the effectiveness of a 30 minute a day training plan, carrying the cat 4's up to the cat 1/2 field within the first mile (scary but fun) of the race, and writing kickass reviews on twobeeracing.com :-)

7) Carson Christen: if you can't say anything nice don't say anything at all. just joshing...would have beat me if hadn't been cut off at the end. manages to say the f word in the worst possible places

SEX!

Remember when we were kids and we got really pissed off whenever our parents grounded us for doing something wrong? And we just couldn't believe it. If we had a large enough attention span to actually listen, their explanations for why we were being punish just seemed downright preposterous. There is was a complete lack of understanding (on both sides); we might as well have been speaking different languages. Lets see...where am I going with this? Oh yeah...well it seems to me that to a degree it's still going on, even at the ripe old age of 16. But I'm right this time (not that I wasn't before).

Here's what happens. Our parents are brought up with certain moral expectation. Through the course of growing up and being plastered into society, they eventually reject those and come up with their own. This does not necessarily mean they're a "rebel," because this happens to everyone. We just call rebels rebels when they are obnoxiously outward about it. The real rebel doesn't rebel. Anyway, after being thoroughly tested and phased, our parents, well, do it, and have us. Thinking that because they've already gone through the renegading teenager process, they're already one step ahead of our generations renegading teenagers. Thus their authority is justified even if its just a bunch of bologna. It's a vicious cycle.

What annoys me and was the inspiration for this post was when I got the "I trust you" then "something that means I don't trust you." Like my parents trust me not to have sex but if any girl, is at our house, she cannot go into my room. Or whenever I'm on the phone upstairs alone, my parents come up and hang out in the room next to mine. This is not a coincidence. I have no privacy. It seems like a complete contradiction. Saying something in order to set an ideology (brainwashing is not an exaggeration) then setting an example that is completely contradictory to anything that something stands for. It reminds me of doublethink from 1984.
"To know and not to know, to be conscious of complete truthfulness while telling carefully constructed lies, to hold simultaneously two opinions which canceled out, knowing them to be contradictory and believing in both of them. To use logic against logic, to repudiate morality while laying claim to it, to believe that democracy was impossible and that the party was the guardian of democracy, to forget, whatever it was necessary to forget, then to draw it back into memory again at the moment when it was needed, and then promptly to forget it again, and above all, to apply the same process to the process itself"
Yeah, I just compared my family to a fiction totalitarian government. Ahh it feels so refreshing.

I miss Arizona

I've been spending way more time with my girlfriend than school stuff. And blogging for that matter. Biking hasn't suffered though. Hey, you gotta have you priorities, and mine are (not necessarily in this order): not dying, water, food, bike, girlfriend. However I don't think it will ever come to any sort of conflict that because I'm in high school so I'm not doing anything else.

There is so much roadkill on the road. It's disgusting. I guess I'm not really helping the cause because the other day I hit a skunk. Car stunk for several days afterworlds. My parents were like "what is that smell." Stuff like that shouldn't be on the road anyway! Or maybe its the other way around.

I hate the Lance Armstrong stereotype! Bikesnobnyc brought this up yesterday and I totally agree with it. Most conversations I have with non cyclist about biking are like "so are you gonna be the next lance armstrong?" "no" "hey didn't that guy only have one nut? man that would suck!"