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For Sale

2008 Specialized SS Tricross x 2
Both frame sizes are 52

One bike is stock

The other bike is not:
I have upgraded the brakes and hoods to:
SCR-5 Cane Creek hoods and levers Onyx Cantilever Brakes.
Upgraded the front cog to a Salsa cog

$450 a piece- OBO

Contact me via email @ rjb294@hotmail.com for more information.

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Castlewood Race Report

I will have to admit that when I committed to doing this race, I was very skeptical about how things would go.  Orienteering….nay, paddling….I don’t think so, Mt. Biking…..HELLZ YES!  So 1 out of 3…..not the best odds.

Lucky for me I had Bob Jenkins as my teammate!  Bob’s navigational skills were outstanding and I am still here today to tell this epic tale.

The night before the team headed up to the Alpine Shop to check in and get our maps, instructions, and packets.  Each racer received a certificate for 30% off 1 item in the store.  Unfortunately my budget did not allow me to purchase a new Specialized Epic or  Specialized Tarmac, so I settled for some nice wool socks.

The team then headed to The Pasta House for some pre-race carb loading.  After a plateful of pasta and a salad we headed to the wonderful amenities at the local Super 8.  For those who are looking for a nice hotel to stay at, this one is not the one.  But the price was right and it served its purpose.

The night was spent getting the pack ready and double checking our lists.  Decisions were made about what to wear, what to pack, what to eat, and were the checkpoints would be.  Beers were consumed and stories were told.  The night flew by and before we knew it, it was after midnight.  We were looking at 3 hours of sleep before the race day was upon us.

Morning came way to early.  We scurried to get our S**T packed and get the bikes to the bike drop.  Surprisingly that went off without a hitch and we arrived at the race headquarters.  Adam ran up and signed in since we was a late arrival Friday night (another reason why he is fired from the team).  Everyone else made there way to the start finish line to get the passport and rethink their opening moves of the race.

Everyone sang the National Anthem and they said “GO”.  Bob I am took a different route from the “Real” team virtus.  We made our way up the ridge and followed it around.  Bob had his thumb compass and map in hand and directed me where to go.  We seemed to sail to the first checkpoint without a hitch.  Bob planned our route to #2.

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We seemed to sail through the first 3 checkpoints with no problems and Bob was spot on with his navigation and checkpoint plotting.  The 4th checkpoint was the bike transition.  We headed out on a sweet downhill and headed into some sweet ass trails!  Binder has nothing on the trails we were on.  We were cruzing through checkpoints right and left.

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As we came to checkpoint 15 we were given the option of finding about 4-5 more checkpoints for bonus at the end or continue on with no bonus. Bob and looked at each other and said “We got this”

The awesome volunteers gave us the clues and maps and we sped off.  Bob was instantly energized and I almost had to tell him to slow down.  I was struggling to keep up with him on his bike.  Bob and I totally dominated the bonus checkpoints.  We found them in what seemed to be lightning speed.  We stopped at our last bonus checkpoint and reminisced on how great our day was going.  We grabbed a drink and ate some power bars.

Next was the feared paddle.  I was especially concerned about this portion of the race.  I hadn’t been in a canoe in years…let alone paddled down a river with our bikes in the middle.  Bob and I found a great way to get the bikes in.  Unfortunately I can not disclose our secrets.  But our canoe was balanced and we felt strong as we paddled downstream.

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Things were going smoothly till Bob said “Hey Robby….our map is floating about 10 yards behind us”.  I think my response was…”Are you serious?”  But level heads prevailed and we slowed our blistering pace down the river and manuvered the boat enough to get the map back inside the canoe.  Lucky for us Bob Jenkins is the man and sealed the map case correctly.  We paddled hard for the finish and made landfall at the last paddling checkpoint.  I successfully pulled our canoe (with Bob in it) out of the river.  We unloaded and passed the mandatory gear check (though Bob had trouble finding his light).  Turns out that Bob had his light in his pocket….not his pack.

We saddled up headed to what we thought were the last checkpoints of the day.  Bob looked at the map and said “You better eat now because we have a lot of climbing coming up”.  I pounded down a powerbar as we headed for the hill.  This so called hill had never met “Team Virtus” because Bob and I crushed this hill.  Everyone else was walking their geared bikes and Bob and I crushed this on our single speeds!

Bob crushing "The Hill" on his SS

Bob reaching the checkpoint at the top of "The Hill"

So after we said “F**K YOU!” to that hill we had the finsih line in site.  The day was ours and we had had a great race.  We had heard rumors of another bonus section at the end of the race.  What we did not know was there was 8 more checkpoints to be plotted and found.  As we sat down to plot the last 8 points our spirit was a little crushed.  But I told Bob…”Get your mind right!”  I think this energized Bob because he was a checkpoint plottin MOFO!  With a little help from me (reading the plots) we had 6 new checkpoints plotted.  2 of the 6 were ones we had already found earlier in the day.
As we headed out we stopped in and grabbed a couple slices of pizza (the only pizza we got this fine day) and a gatorade.  Once again Bob was right on with his point plotting and navigation.  He pointed us toward the first checkpoint and as I punched it, he already had the next one in mind.  We breezed through the first 2.  We chose to get the first 2 we had plotted since we already knew where these were.  As we headed toward the next checkpoint (the 2nd of the first 2 we had found) we encountered a lady who was lost.  She was looking for the start/finish line.  We consulted the map, did the honorable thing, and pointed her in the right direction.  Time was winding down as we found the 3rd of 8.  The day as getting long and the light was starting to dim.  Time was not on our side and we (as a team) made and executive decision to grab one more and head for the finish line.
Bob had it scouted and as we got to the creek bed Bob said “It’s just up here”.  I had no doubts that he was right and we headed up a small creek bed.  Sure enough….Bob was right once again.
As you can see this was, in my opinion, the best checkpoint of the day.  Bob Jenkins is the man!  He was right on and once again our day was going great!
After reaching this checkpoint we decided to head back and finish the race.  For every minute past 4:30 were were going to be penalized 1 point per minute so we did not want to be late.  We decided to take the road up as it would be easier then hiking through the woods.  About a quarter of the way up Bob said he wasn’t going to make it.  I was feeling great so I litearlly pushed Bob up this long, never ending, hill.  Once we got to the top Bob went back to work and navigated us back to the finish line.  We crossed the finish line with about 5 minutes to spare.

Team Virtus dominates again

The day was ours any we did the best we could.  Bob and I were extrememly satisfied with our day.  Bob even said “Thanks God for your beard Robby Brown.”  What a fun and exhausting day.
We headed for the pizza only to find there was no more pizza.  All had been consumed, but that did not damper out spirits.  We got in some nice group photos

The whole Team Virtus

We had a great day!  No real problems and a lot of fun.

A huge thanks to Bob Jenkins and Luke Lamb for accepting me into the team and getting me out there.

Luke telling us his adventure story

Bob relaxing after a hard day of racing

It’s Bob Jenkins Birthday today!

Bob Jenkins is another year older and another year wiser today.  Wish him a very Happy Birthday.  “May the beer be cold, and damn your gettin old!”

No pain, no gain

When I first joined Team Virtus, I was a cripple.  I had recently had ankle surgery and was unsure of my cycling and running future.  Back in November of 2009 I was playing a simple pickup game of basketball when I came down on someone’s foot.  My foot instantly bent out and I was in immediate pain.  I felt my ankle pop and as I was rolling around on the ground in pain, I thought…”SHIT…I hope I did not break anything!”

Bad sprain my ass

The dr. said that nothing was broken and that it was just a bad sprain.  But as the months went on and the pain did not subside, I went back for another look.  Long story short I had an avulsion fracture and minor tears of my ligaments.  I wore a boot for 6 weeks before starting PT.  After 1 month of PT my ankle was feeling better, but not 100 % by any means.  I just decided to see what would happen and gave it some time.  By September of 2010 things were not better and not getting better.  I made an appointment to see an ankle specialist.

An x-ray revealed an OCD lesion.  Basically the avulsion fracture broke off and needed to be taken out.  They wanted to do the surgery right away, but I pushed it off till November 1st.

This was the first look I had after the bandages came off.

From what I was told the surgery was a complete success and now it was time to heal.  However the healing process has slowed for me.  After 2 weeks off work of doing nothing but sitting on the couch with my foot up in the air I headed back to work.  For those of you who have not been on crutches lately….THEY SUCK!  My wife was basically doing everything for me and I could not drive.  2 more weeks went by and the doctor let me put my boot back in with crutches.  After a month of the boot and putting no weight on my foot the dr. finally said I could start walking with the boot.  Let me tell you….that first step was PAINFUL!  But no pain, no gain.

A couple more weeks went by and I got better and better with walking I was ready to start therapy.  My wife is a physical therapist, so I already know that PT stands for Pain and Torture.  I was very tight so getting my ankle loosened up was the #1 priority.  Pain and torture is not exactly how I would describe PT.  I would describe PT with a bunch of 4 letter words that are not good to hear.

Therapy went on for a little over a month and I started feeling better and better.  My last dr. appointment went like this:  Me: “So doc, is it healed?”  Dr.:  “Well, not exactly, but it will just take some time.”  Me:  “How long?”  Dr.: “Not sure, it is different for everyone.”  What I wanted to say was…”Thanks asshole!”, but I didn’t.

So now here I am.  Cycling is great.  I don’t feel any pain.  Walking is great as long as my foot doesn’t go down.  Thanks to my teammates I have started running again.  I have had to adapt my running style a little, because running is still a little painful.  I am wearing a brace, so time will tell.  I just need to push through and slowly work my way back.  No pain, no gain. STRENGTH AND HONOR!

New Years Resolution Run

http://races.ultramaxtri.com/2011/columbia-resolution-run/

I cannot do this run, but thought I would put the word out.  Strength and Honor

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