I tried to deck her out in only the best, much to my other bikes despise and constantly was upgrading her equipment and buying her new and fancy things. She knew that each Ironman would be preceded by new presents to help her get ready for the big day ahead. Below is a picture of her all decked out and nervous before her first foray into the wonderful world of Ironman down in Panama City Beach in Florida. I had rented a pair of Zipp 606’s for her because “baby needs a new pair of shoes!” and I just wanted to go fast!
She treated me well at IMFL and I came away with my first 20+mph split in an Ironman. It was a good day, but she wanted more. She urged me to test my meddle in the mountains, so I strapped her to the back of my car and we traveled to the North Country to have a go at Lake Placid. The first round went great, we hit the podium and collected more and more IM stickers on her top tube. Gathering more and more by hitting up Wisconsin in 2008 and finally we made our way to Placid again in 2009.
We went all out for the ride in Placid in 2009. Traveling to the mountains several times, we became comfortable on the hills and rode as one. By this time, she was pretty with ceramic derailleur pulley’s, a fully integrated carbon cockpit, carbon fork spacers, carbon water bottle cages, carbon TT brake levers, brand new borrowed Zipp 808’s and even my name stenciled on the seat collar. (Thank you eBay because that upgrade cost like $5)
She was looking really pretty come race day and we had an excellent first loop. We split it off and were really cranking on the hills. It felt effortless as we strode thru the first loop in a time of 2:35, good for a 21.6mph split on the first loop. In my mind it was destined to be a day I would not forget. The BEAST had other plans for me though. Below is the last photo that was taken while she was still alive...
But with every sad song, comes a silver lining. And with that being said and me getting on the bike again rather quickly and, you know, still be alive and all, I was in need of a new chariot and new companion to share my many miles of trials with. So for the 2010 season and beyond, the new addition to my arsenal will be (drum roll please…..)
So in sadness, let us all give a moment of silence for the fallen comrades of late. Beast you will be truly missed. Thru 4 seasons of long course racing and over 9,700 miles, she definitely paid her dues. But you did not die in vain; it was thru your death that a new companion could be born. The lunar phoenix (2010 - 20??).
Johnny's Running o' the Green is usually the spring "opener" for the Rochester racing series. It always attracts top talent in the area and is known for great competition. Above is a shot that showed up in the Rochester D+C from the race start. I was somewhere about 2 people back from the starting line.
I started out the day by running from my apartment in Brighton to the starting line of the race because I knew I needed to get in a slight warm up and wanted to get about 15miles in that day. I threw on my race number and running clothes and made my way the 6.5 miles to the starting line. I quickly got inside of the
The race was really cool to be able to wake up in your own bed, drive 2 hours east and have national level competition in basically your backyard. Participants were coming from all over the US and there were some great runners present. The snow on the other hand was no so great. Because it had been particularly mild the last few days prior to the race, the sun had created a massive melt and left sugary snow which is EXTREMELY slippery and not too easy to gain traction on. 
This was the only photo taken of me during the race and you get a nice shot of my backside as we trekked thru a snow covered parking lot and back into more single track. The finish of the race was most impressive and I've included a picture below. It was COMPLETELY uphill and caused your HR to sky rocket at the end of the race. Most people ended up walking this hill to the finish line as it was inevitably faster, but I made the decision to NOT walk about 3/4's of the way into this run.

The challenge this year was to knock off the cardboard heads from this 2x4 with a snowball from about 20 feet away. The cardboard heads are the race director Mort Nace and I don't know if he had prior knowledge of this before race day. Good stuff :o) After both teammates went and knocked the heads off, they were free to start orienteering their way thru the course. 
2pm is the start time for this race and that makes it unique because, being that it is a 6 hour relay and the sun sets around 5pm, you run about half of it in the dark with headlamps on. Gun went off at 2pm and spirits were high as they normally are. People were racing hard, the ultra runners slogged off to a start and folks were hanging in the lodge waiting on their turn to run. I felt okay thru about 4 loops and that was when the sun went down. My teammates Jason and Tim were racing hard and I was starting to feel the effects of the inevitable lactic acid building up in my legs. Loop 5 was good and the start of the mandatory headlamp requirement.
So other than that, it’s been status quo of getting out there and getting the miles in for prep for these half ironmans and half marathons this year. I did sign up for the