Lesson 1: Style Points

Woody:
Notice how the Treefarm DOES NOT bang his nuts on the top tube on the remount. Notice how he smoothly negotiates the turns before plunging downhill. THIS IS NOT A MOUNTAIN BIKE RACE, HOLMES!

Genesis

When did you first learn to ride a bike?

When did you first learn to shift gears on a 10-speed?

When did you first lose a bike you loved?

When did you first ride around the block just to go by that hottie's house?

When did you enter your first race?

When did you first fail to finish a race?

When did you first realize you love the freedom of two wheels?

When did you first realize you want to make man love to Phil Collins?

Never Forget

Of course we all recall that Carl Douglas rocked the world in 1974 with "Kung Fu Fighting," but what concerns Moveitfred is that we have forgotten that Carl didn't stop giving there. Least we forget, he followed up that chart-topper with even more Kung Fu in 1975:

Dance the Kung Fu!

Pay careful attention to the lyric "Don't fight, Dance the Kung Fu."

Carl was concerned by the outbreak of violent Kung Fu behavior in 1974, especially among the United States and UK youth. Kicks, jabs, chops swept the schoolyards from Pacoima to Putney. The young Moveitfred even fell victim to the hypnotic promise of being "fast as lightning."

But his followup in 1975, Moveitfred believes, was Carl at his best--healing nations. Carl helped us understand that we were not to use Kung Fu to hurt but, instead, to dance.

It was this very week in 1974 when Carl electrified the world with his original hit. Today, Carl is living in Germany where he runs a production company that creates documentary films.

Clearly, Carl is still making a difference.

Moveitfred asks that you remember Carl this week.

communicab-AL

Wherein Al Shares A Message From A Friend

Peptalk For Fred

Intelligab-AL

In Which Al Says, Hmmph, Errr





It is hard, being a hero of the people. There is so much pressure to perform, to succeed, to battle for truth and justice, to stomp Commies. And so it is that I've come to my latest impasse. I just don't know what to do. My thoughts are all jumbled, and I can't make sense of my thinking. Thus I ask you, gentle reader, do I dare to eat a peach?

There's one last sprint tri at the very tail end of the season: The Cedar Beach Sprint Triathlon on 10/7.
There are MANY good reasons not to even think of doing another event this season:

• My calf has only just come back enough from the injury to allow me to run. Can it sustain an intense event like this so soon? Will I re-injur myself?
  
• This week is my first week back to running since my injury. I've been exercising over this last month, but the intensity has been, necessarily, low. Can I get myself even passably ready in a week and a half?
• I've done no road work on the bike over the last month.
• I've done no open water swims in this time frame.
• I've only just gotten back out on the pavement running.
• I own only a sleeveless suit...will I need a ballectomy to get my nuts out of my throat once I exit the icy L.I. Sound?

On the flipside, it's tough to come up with any good reasoning for DOING IT!!! I mean, there is no real point to pushing one more in so late in the season. It won't do anything for me over the long winter .

Well, maybe there is one reason...


It's there!!!!!!!

WTF Moment

So today during Moveitfred Jr's 2nd Grade co-ed soccer game, some kid on the other team scored a goal and ran back to midfield pointing up to heaven.

What the Fahk? One of his homies gunned down recently?

Gave Jr a little advice: next time some kid does that you clothesline the little prick.