The 80's, Sickness and Racin' on the Ice = One Glorious Weekend?

Holy Cow.

I am so sick. I went to St. Cloud on friday night and came home saturday morning sick. "How" you may ask? I blame the dry air. It was so super dry up there it hurt to breathe through my nose. It was unbelievable. However the trip to Cloud in and of itself was a sucess.

My grandpa turned 80 yesterday. 80 years. I can't imagine being alive that long. Maybe I will make it. He gave this speech at the end of dinner and we all started crying. It was hardcore. Soon after the family time, my sister and I ventured back to my folks house and drank some premium. We were going to go for some PBR Tall Boys but yea, the freaking liquor store in chaska is too good for PBR or something. Either way, I only had one, and she only had one (on top of 2 huge glasses of wine) and this is what the night looked like....

Yea it was a weird moment. But we had fun. My sister and I are pretty alike so we always have a good time. She then went and watched Strangers With Candy and I went to be because my cold was getting worse by the second and I wanted to be able to ride the next day.

So.... enter Chilly Chili Ice Race...

This was fun. Well, let's re-think this. Fun but painful? I was running only one studded tire because I gave my other to Hann-Yu. I did a test run of the track and fell two times before even making it to the middle point. My front tire held up just fine with the beefy homebrewed studs, but the rear was left slidding out left and right. The course was super twisty so what did i expect? to win first place? It was a humbling experiance because I think I am reasonably fast but I definatly didn't win the race.

as a matter of fact I didn't finish the race. The exact quote I said to Scott was,

"Give me a DNF and give me a beer!"

as I crossed the finish line.

I could've been a good sport about it and done my second lap but honestly, I got passed by the first, second and third place winners and it didn't make any sense to try and get yet another lap in if all I was going to do was slide out on the corners. I had a good gear ratio going tho; 34-20. it was perfect for on the ice and up the hill on the ridge. I could cruse through the snow just fine but it was that ice that got me. Either way, it was good. Very fun, nice to see lots of people, cold (a whole 1 degree mind you) but when you are next to a fire with friends, free stuff, beer and good entertainment life cant get much better than that.

This kid got first place in the B class...

What a creep. Noah is so damn fast I can't stand it. I think its because he weighs like 80 pounds. But seriously he won the B class while hung over and on 5 hours of sleep. Creep. Tom Mill and Scott whose last name I cant really remember right now got second and third. It was pretty hard core.

Hollywood got first, of course. He always does. Oh, and thanks to hollywood for the cheers while I went a whole 10 mph during the race.

Alright so maybe I am sick, and blogging from what feels like my death bed, but this weekend was great. Couldn't have asked for anything better.