Aero as can be…….,
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It’s 7:32 a.m. and I find myself already sitting in LAX drinking a cup of coffee and eating a bagel. What’s the X in LAX stand for anyways? I mean, it’s Los Angeles International Airport……..So where did that X come from? There aren’t too many “X” words in the dictionary to start with, let alone one’s pertaining to travel. Hm? Odd things can occur when reckless abbreviations are made. Write that down.

So, back to the story at hand. I had a most lovely 6:00 a.m. flight out of Phoenix this morning. Follow that up with the 3 hour layover I’m currently sitting through, then a few hour flight to Portand, Oregon, and a short drive to Bend and finally I will have made it to the Cascade Classic. It’s starts Wednesday and should be a beauty of a 5 day climbing slamfest! I’ve never done this race before but I’ve heard alot of good things about it. I’m ready to investigate those claims myself and get to the bottom of things. I’ll keep you posted. Maybe I can even get another one of my critically acclaimed rider interviews for you guys?

So, as you can already tell, Curtis (Lord of the Web), put together another header for me. A header’s that thing at the top of the screen that has my photo with AKINGSLIFE.COM added to it. What do you think? Or do you lay awake in bed, sleepless, late at night, tossing and turning, longing for the header of yourself on that magnificent tank to make it’s glorious and triumphant return?………

Was I thinking out loud again? Sorry.

I posted another photo of Suzanne from way back in her product testing days. She’s pretty aero. I’m trying to convince her to wear that helmet next time we go out riding our beach cruiser tandem. She lives on a residential road in Phoenix thats very popular with the local cyclists. You can stand in the kitchen looking out the window at all the cyclists riding by. I like to get on our 7,000lb red beach cruiser tandem named Lola and poach those riders. Basically, we’ll go out cruising easy, enjoying the beautiful day and I’ll gradually make my way to Lafayette in search of prey. I prefer to feed on the fitter looking men with shaved legs, but if all I can find is an older hairy legged weekend warrior, than that is suffice. Hey, lions in the wild don’t discriminate and neither do I. When I find my prey I light that tandem up, gears dropping, bells a’ ringing. The high cadence gets to be too much for Suzanne, so she puts her feet on the top tube as I savagly chase my prey like that lion in the wild. All they hear is the bell ringing, gradually getting closer and closer before they look over and a beach cruiser tandems pulled even with their $8,000 carbon dream machine. I’ve gotten a few quality drag races where the rider will accelerate and try and pump me. But honestly, with Suzanne on the back, I can’t allow myself to get dropped, right? I must defend my honor. I have no option but to take that rider one step further in the pain cave, fighting harder and harder not to drop the flashlight first. Actually, right about the time I’m ready to blow, I turn off on a side street and dissapear just as quickly as I had appeared only a few minutes ago. Just like lions and gazelles and zebras…..

I wonder if this competitive thing in me will ever die out? For the time being, if you ride on Lafayette, you’re safe through the summer. I’ll be standing in that kitchen window watching, thinking, planning. But as the weather begins to get nicer, consider yourself warned. Lola, Suz and I just might be out and about on a nice gingerly spin on a beautiful fall day. It all starts with a faint ringing bell sound, gradually getting louder………

Cheers

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