better way....
i'm a living sunset
lightning in my bones
push me to the edge
but my will is stone
fools will be fools
and wise will be wise
but i will look this world
straight in the eyes
....that is the motto I'm adopting for this winters "training" which is to say that I'm actually going to do something that resembles training. Usually I just ride as much as I can as often as I can and with as many people as I can to keep things interesting. Last season was a wash due to some collar bone relocations that I thought were necessary to add to my ever growing collection of scars and broken bones. Now I know what most of you are thinking, "But Matt you already kick ass, why do you feel the need to train?" Well I'll tell you why, because while it is true that I wake up every morning and breathe excellence and then set about to kicking ass for the rest of my day, there are still arenas of racing that I have yet to kick ass in.
So what does one do when they've made the decision to kick ass at everything? Well you start off by joining up with the most ass kicking team ever to lay tire to dirt, which is exactly what I've done. That's right folks Team Addictive Cycles just got one more smack talking, hard ridin, hard drinkin, put you into the wall at a moments notice and kick ass at every chance rider....Me. So once you join up w/ the most ass kickin team in all the land, what do you do next?
Well you go out and find someone who knows more about kickin ass and winning races than anyone else. You find someone who's base level heart rate is faster than a hummingbird and who's max heart rate can't be calculated on conventional testing equipment. You go out and you find Nathan O'neil, that's what you do and you beg for him to show you the secrets to gaining a fourth degree black belt in kickyoassfoo'!
when you can snatch the pebble from my hand......
..... and that's just the beginning. Wait until you see this team roll to the starting line, it's going to be a hell of a season.
So now that I've gotten that out of my system, let me tell you about another guy who kicks ass evey time he sets foot on a stage. Ben Harper, and Friday night I went to go see him at the Fabulous Fox theater. No pictures of the show 1) I wasn't certain they were going to allow me to bring a camera in and 2) I freakin hate it when people do that at shows. It's on the same level as talking during the performance about anything other than the performance or worse yet talking on a cell phone. There were two guys chatting up a freakin storm in front of me throughout the first half of Ben's set, yaking away about some business deal at work and the new receptionist and how nice her body was and what he'd like to do when his wife wasn't looking. F'in weak. So I waited until my concert companion decided to go grab another beer and once she was out of ear shot I tapped the guy on the shoulder. He turns around, I say hi he gives me a whats up, and I ask him... "So you've seen Ben before?" he responds with "Oh yeah man this is like my 5th show." "Wow, that's awesome" I say, "Did you talk all the way through those shows too?" He shoots me a look that told me he didn't appreciate that, but I didn't really care at that point.
It reminded me of a Black Crowes show that my room mate Davis and I went to. It was on Chris and Rich Robinson's Brother's of a Feather tour, totally stripped down just the two brothers with their guitars, definitely a once in a lifetime kinda performance. So this girl is on her cell phone all night long, right behind us during that show. Chris and Rich were amazing that night so we tried to tune her out. Finally show ends and she hangs up her cell, Davis taps her shoulder and asks, "Hey, could I get your number?" She looks over at her boyfriend she was with as if to ask what the hell is wrong w/ this guy? She looks back and asks, "Why?" Davis lets loose with "Because the next time I want to pay $50 dollars to listen to someone talk through a concert I want to make sure I've got your number!" The boyfriend bursts out into laughter, that was a quality dude. I'm hoping that he found a better girl since then.
Anyway, had a good weekend riding both on the road and in the dirt. Been falling short on the blog as of late, works been a nightmare and I'm in the market to make a change. Hope to see everyone this weekend at the Middle Ga Festival w/ SORBA.
POAS
Matt-
lightning in my bones
push me to the edge
but my will is stone
fools will be fools
and wise will be wise
but i will look this world
straight in the eyes
....that is the motto I'm adopting for this winters "training" which is to say that I'm actually going to do something that resembles training. Usually I just ride as much as I can as often as I can and with as many people as I can to keep things interesting. Last season was a wash due to some collar bone relocations that I thought were necessary to add to my ever growing collection of scars and broken bones. Now I know what most of you are thinking, "But Matt you already kick ass, why do you feel the need to train?" Well I'll tell you why, because while it is true that I wake up every morning and breathe excellence and then set about to kicking ass for the rest of my day, there are still arenas of racing that I have yet to kick ass in.
So what does one do when they've made the decision to kick ass at everything? Well you start off by joining up with the most ass kicking team ever to lay tire to dirt, which is exactly what I've done. That's right folks Team Addictive Cycles just got one more smack talking, hard ridin, hard drinkin, put you into the wall at a moments notice and kick ass at every chance rider....Me. So once you join up w/ the most ass kickin team in all the land, what do you do next?
Well you go out and find someone who knows more about kickin ass and winning races than anyone else. You find someone who's base level heart rate is faster than a hummingbird and who's max heart rate can't be calculated on conventional testing equipment. You go out and you find Nathan O'neil, that's what you do and you beg for him to show you the secrets to gaining a fourth degree black belt in kickyoassfoo'!
when you can snatch the pebble from my hand........... and that's just the beginning. Wait until you see this team roll to the starting line, it's going to be a hell of a season.
So now that I've gotten that out of my system, let me tell you about another guy who kicks ass evey time he sets foot on a stage. Ben Harper, and Friday night I went to go see him at the Fabulous Fox theater. No pictures of the show 1) I wasn't certain they were going to allow me to bring a camera in and 2) I freakin hate it when people do that at shows. It's on the same level as talking during the performance about anything other than the performance or worse yet talking on a cell phone. There were two guys chatting up a freakin storm in front of me throughout the first half of Ben's set, yaking away about some business deal at work and the new receptionist and how nice her body was and what he'd like to do when his wife wasn't looking. F'in weak. So I waited until my concert companion decided to go grab another beer and once she was out of ear shot I tapped the guy on the shoulder. He turns around, I say hi he gives me a whats up, and I ask him... "So you've seen Ben before?" he responds with "Oh yeah man this is like my 5th show." "Wow, that's awesome" I say, "Did you talk all the way through those shows too?" He shoots me a look that told me he didn't appreciate that, but I didn't really care at that point.
It reminded me of a Black Crowes show that my room mate Davis and I went to. It was on Chris and Rich Robinson's Brother's of a Feather tour, totally stripped down just the two brothers with their guitars, definitely a once in a lifetime kinda performance. So this girl is on her cell phone all night long, right behind us during that show. Chris and Rich were amazing that night so we tried to tune her out. Finally show ends and she hangs up her cell, Davis taps her shoulder and asks, "Hey, could I get your number?" She looks over at her boyfriend she was with as if to ask what the hell is wrong w/ this guy? She looks back and asks, "Why?" Davis lets loose with "Because the next time I want to pay $50 dollars to listen to someone talk through a concert I want to make sure I've got your number!" The boyfriend bursts out into laughter, that was a quality dude. I'm hoping that he found a better girl since then.
Anyway, had a good weekend riding both on the road and in the dirt. Been falling short on the blog as of late, works been a nightmare and I'm in the market to make a change. Hope to see everyone this weekend at the Middle Ga Festival w/ SORBA.
POAS
Matt-
