The following is a true story, only the names have been changed, to protect the guilty.

Thursday, March 29, 2012

A Collection

Missing are 2005 and 2007, I've entered all 8 races but these years proved to be too much for me

Some people collect baseball cards or comic books. I have a nice collection of Arrowhead 135 trophies. This past week I received the plate with my name and time for this past years Arrowhead. The time on it is not much to brag about but I did get a trophy none the less. I don't like to brag, but these trophies are all I have been able to earn in recent years to prove that I still ride my bike and compete. I am now merely an over weight shell of the racer I used to be,still clinging to the astronomical hope of one day donning a DBD jersey. Hope..............
On a lighter note, I made this wonderful, completely burned hot dog for my kid who was so mad at me he threw it in the fire,that I cooked it on in the back yard. 


  1. on for the rag? let the suffering commence!

  2. Do you have a fire pit in the kitchen? Confused...
    Such a poor showing grilling a dog might have further hindered your DBD chances. Concerned.

    1. Ahhh..... the jersey is yet farther from my reach. hope is fading

    2. DBD is a very prestigious cycling club in the northern wilds of Duluth Mn. DBD stands for Death Before Dishonor. The members are the toughest of the tough.I have yet to prove my mettle and join the ranks of this group of ruffians.

  3. Man, kids are picky these days!

  4. I cooked the hot dog over a fire i had in the backyard, and brought it in the house to add ketchup and mustard