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Dura Ace

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Bike or Beach?

Jens Voigt-Full Gas

 

Who does not love Jens Voigt?  Imagine Jens behind you in a group ride…passing you like you were standing still…then having an espresso with him later at a coffee shop swapping stories of your kids!  I say he should be head of the UCI.  Or the world for that matter.  I’ve always wanted to draw Jens but had to find a good method that was worthy of his uberness. I think I may have taught myself just that through shading instead of doing my normal lines and fills and then post shading.  I used Sketchbook Pro for this one and started shading into an opaque image rather than outlining.  I hope you enjoy the drawing as much as I enjoy being a Jens fan!

SHUT UP LEGS!

-PJ

Leopard Trek Team Bio: Jens Voigt                                                             Jens Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jens_Voigt

Video: Shut Up Legs!                                                                            Video: Jens explaining his crash

OnVelonation by Jered Gruber: I’ll burn                                                     (Notice the contrast between Chris and Jens’ facial expressions)

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Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas from our family to yours!

Blame it on the Cleats

The series of unfortunate events that led to this all too common newbie cyclist folly:

In July of 2004 I was still a newbie to cycling and had just purchased a new Specialized Allez; my first real ride.  I needed an upgrade from my SPD pedals to compliment the new bike, so I installed a new set Look A5.1 pedals that were still a tad too tight on the cleats.  I knew I needed to break them in but had yet to learn proper “on the bike” dismounting techniques.

Excited, I decided to go for a spin to try them out. I pedaled about a block away from home and rode toward an uphill stoplight which had just turned red. The light took its sweet time and I felt the bike slowing down fast.  As I rolled closer to the light, I panicked and scrambled for every last bit of momentum I could muster, steering and jerking my bar in every direction in an attempt save my balance.  Suddenly, I realized that it was too late; I was completely stopped. I was confused as to which shoe needed to be released to plant on the tarmac while I struggled to free the stuck cleats from my pedals.  I was in trouble. I fell to the right in slow motion and all I could think of were what kind scratches I would put on my brand new bike from this mistake.

I ended up with a bruised and scraped right elbow, a scraped left hand from trying to catch my fall, scratches on my wheel skewers, handle bar, right pedal, and a battered ego.  To make things worse, a car drove up where I had crashed to check on me.  The passenger, a strikingly beautiful southern California girl looked out of the window and asked if I was okay. Dumbfounded and embarrassed all I could muster up was “Ya, I just slipped.” I didn’t even say thanks for asking.  The car drove away.  Embarrassed, I got back on the bike and rode a few blocks to make sure anybody who saw the incident didn’t think I was just going to turn around and go back home.  That day I gained my first bike crash story and I tell it as a self deprecating joke to everyone who cares to listen.  To this day, I’ll blame it on those damn pedal cleats.