kricket: October 2005

happy halloween

On Saturday we spent the entire day getting ready for Halloween. Nothing like throwing together costumes, food and decorations in a matter of hours. After getting hair extensions applied at Sunridge, Anna showed up. She found Enrique and his mole in the kitchen with Dr. Love.

Two mobsters, devils, Germans, walk-of-shamers and Napoleon Dynamites later, the party moved to Steamworks via cruisers, mountain bikes, road bikes and cross bikes. Anna was a passenger on the Townie while Enrique pedaled. The cast of characters quickly realized it’s not summer anymore! We warmed up on the dance floor to beats even Brian would approve of, spent midnight on the cat walk and finished the night with a running start and sprint back to 2nd Ave.

tennis anyone?

halloween costumes
It was between a genie and Anna Kournikova. I was a genie once. It was kinda lame. So...providing I can pull together enough Adidas tennis clothing (I'm a Nike girl, you know) and enough blonde hair for a colossal braid, I have a costume. Now if only I had an Enrique.

i’m in

musclin the Tuesday niter

The season officially ended with a group sprint through the Valley. My lead out man blew up...leaving me to fend for myself and resulting in a 7th place finish.

takin some rest
On Wednesday the boys took the sougniers to East by Southwest to celebrate Moab and thank us for our hard work. I ordered the frilly drink that Joey likes. It was pretty + sweet and pretty sweet.

tacklin the Hogsback
After work Irene and I skipped the gym and went hiking through the coasts of Test Tracks and over Hogsback Ridge before trippin home.

been ridin?

so much so that I have biker tan lines
On Saturday Robin-the-Elk-Hunter and I cruised through town to the Colorado Trail and spent the day climbing and descending the La Platas. Sunday was the 6th longest ride I’ve ever done. I don't know, it just happened. A perfect, sunny day, wind at our back, up Florida, past Helens, over to Vallecito...2 hours later we’re without water or food. Who knew we’d be gone so long? Well, it’s downhill all the way back...except for that kinda big climb and that section of rollers and that short grinder. We made it back to town and after a chocolate donut a Valley loop sounded like a good idea. Until I crossed Baker’s Bridge and the wind was no longer working in my favor. This is when I noticed my arms were red and a frantic pulling up of my sleeve revealed the inevitable: tan lines.

just ride the cruiser
Today I did a 2-a-day. Because it was my day off. And another beautiful, gorgeous, amazing day. My first ride was a solo trip through the Gulch. The second ride was called attack - Miles - to - Trimble - and - back. Tomorrow is the last group ride of the year and then I’m taking Tommy D’s advice: just ride the cruiser.

cruisin into another year

ten twenty one

So yesterday was my birthday. I kicked it off with a trip to the coffee shop on my new cruiser. It’s a Schwinn 3-speed with a deluxe breaking system...don’t pedal backwards unless you want to stop. suddenly. The day was gorgeous and I had fun hanging at the river, chatting on the phone, going to the spa, doing a little shopping on Main and dining at Kennebec Cafe. Wow! Can we do this every Friday?

Kricket on her American.classic.made.for.chicks World Tourist

twenty four hours of moab

12:03 pm: the start

racers head out for their first lap after a mass start - LeMond style

1:07 pm: the transition

Miles turns the 4th hottest lap

4:07 am: the mechanic

Brent sportin the bunny ears as he keeps the leaders bike dialed

4:37 am: the pain

Kricket and Brent are the lone pit crew survivors.
All they know is: it's on the tailgate

7:15 am: the sunrise

Colby leaves the pit with a belly full of burritos

8:33 am: the suffering

Miles doesn't want to leave: it hurts. it's cold. isn't it cold?

11:27 am: the home stretch

Colby thinks this is it...

11:33 am: the victory lap

...but the crowd and film crew yell for one more record breaking lap!
He rallies.

article and results

colby kills it

hammers 18 laps
and
wins the 24 Hours of Moab

impressive!

these words are my own

The work week was shortened to 3 days thanks to a nasty cold passed on by the roommate. On Tuesday the nurse came over with breakfast, lunch, Bread pastries and dinner. It was more food than I had eaten in a week. Guess I needed it.

ok, i’ll do it
By Thursday I was better. After an easy tour of Durango via bike path I met up with the Fisher Authority to get her inside tips on crewin’ for a 24-hr race. She was most impressed with my OCD “bike check list” and agreed that pink nail polish should always be applied pre-race. By the end of dinner I had learned all the secrets of the trade and I’m ready for Moab.

overlook
Friday began with breakfast not at Bread but at some diner on College Drive. Somehow I volunteered to play secretary or should I say “assistant” all day. By 3:00 I was set free and ventured out on Junction Creek Trail to the Animas Overlook. Some of the D-boyz call this boring...

fall.in behind

where was I? oh yea, the race
It was fun and fast. Besides being scolded for drafting and having the expert dudes drag race me when I tried to pass, it was awesome! The promoters served up a feast and the pro payout was Texas-style. We left with our bellies and wallets full and headed back to D-town to enjoy a sunny, warm afternoon at the river.

the self portrait: Kricket and Robin wait for awards

Miles and Silo on the Animas

sunday’s scene
An early morning stop at Bread and a drive up to Mt. Purgatory. To remind myself I’m not that fast! I rode up Coal Bank...with Irene. She didn’t spend as much time as I did gazing at the fall colors. We went our separate ways at the top as I had to get to the Hermosa Creek Trail Head to feed the boys who were 3.5 hours into a 10 hour ride. By noon my duties were over and after a surprise run in with Kate and Eric, it was on to couch + football time.