Back In The Saddle And I'm Holdin' The Reins

The first race of the year is looming less than 14 hours from this moment and there are probably a few people who think I've got a shot at winning. I've started the year with a win for three straight years, but my money's not on me this year. Sure, there's an outside chance it could happen and I can guarantee that I'll be giving it hell to repeat, but there's a few names out there with more than a enough potential to rock those 10 miles in less time than I. Turn time back three years to 2005 early season form and I'd say there's nobody in five states that would have a shot baring a mechanical, but this is 2008 and cross-country and downhill skiing mixed in with hiking just doesn't seem to help make one point twenty-one gigawatts on a bike. So, it's time to get my act together. Luckily, the form has been coming around pretty fast. Here's the rundown of who can and very likely will beat me tomorrow:
Richard "Dick" Feldman - Sun Valley's multi-time Masters World Champion in the Time Trial
Sam 430 watts for 30 minutes Johnson - 'nuff said
Calvin Bigger Legs Than Matt's Allan - He's training a lot and goes fast!
Justin Princess (sorry, had to) Rose - Fit and keeps getting better at the timed test.
Anways, tomorrow Spondoro's timing chips will tell the truth of who goes fastest.

To get into some kind of form, I've done a bit of riding, here's a few random pics.
Rose flats and half of the original crew looks like monkeys looking for a football. Good thing I was taking the pic or you'd see me standing around looking like a monkey too. No, I didn't have the football!

Dump loops, a great way to get into shape, just ask climbin' Chris.

The title of the blog had to come from somewhere. Props to whoever can come up with the song it's from.

Be forewarned, the next pic is graphic and clearly very painful, so more spaces have been added. Buster's shattered collarbone (busted vice shattered was tempting).

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