Archive for August, 2012

30
Aug
12

the blue moon cruise

since the last full moon got rained out…

‘the plan is to meet up at la cumbre around 11pm, fill some growlers, then head out around midnight on a short ride to the bosque to bask in the moonlight. feel free to invite others you think may be interested.’

this friday.

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29
Aug
12

august critical mass

meet @ the unm duckpond At 7pm this friday. ride your heart out.

25
Aug
12

fuck da police

“There comes a point in every man’s life when he has to say, “Enough is enough.” For me, that time is now. I have been dealing with claims that I cheated and had an unfair advantage in winning my seven Tours since 1999. Over the past three years, I have been subjected to a two-year federal criminal investigation followed by Travis Tygart’s unconstitutional witch hunt. The toll this has taken on my family, and my work for our foundation and on me leads me to where I am today – finished with this nonsense.

I had hoped that a federal court would stop USADA’s charade. Although the court was sympathetic to my concerns and recognized the many improprieties and deficiencies in USADA’s motives, its conduct, and its process, the court ultimately decided that it could not intervene.

If I thought for one moment that by participating in USADA’s process, I could confront these allegations in a fair setting and – once and for all – put these charges to rest, I would jump at the chance. But I refuse to participate in a process that is so one-sided and unfair. Regardless of what Travis Tygart says, there is zero physical evidence to support his outlandish and heinous claims. The only physical evidence here is the hundreds of controls I have passed with flying colors. I made myself available around the clock and around the world. In-competition. Out of competition. Blood. Urine. Whatever they asked for I provided. What is the point of all this testing if, in the end, USADA will not stand by it?

From the beginning, however, this investigation has not been about learning the truth or cleaning up cycling, but about punishing me at all costs. I am a retired cyclist, yet USADA has lodged charges over 17 years old despite its own 8-year limitation. As respected organizations such as UCI and USA Cycling have made clear, USADA lacks jurisdiction even to bring these charges. The international bodies governing cycling have ordered USADA to stop, have given notice that no one should participate in USADA’s improper proceedings, and have made it clear the pronouncements by USADA that it has banned people for life or stripped them of their accomplishments are made without authority. And as many others, including USADA’s own arbitrators, have found, there is nothing even remotely fair about its process. USADA has broken the law, turned its back on its own rules, and stiff-armed those who have tried to persuade USADA to honor its obligations. At every turn, USADA has played the role of a bully, threatening everyone in its way and challenging the good faith of anyone who questions its motives or its methods, all at U.S. taxpayers’ expense. For the last two months, USADA has endlessly repeated the mantra that there should be a single set of rules, applicable to all, but they have arrogantly refused to practice what they preach. On top of all that, USADA has allegedly made deals with other riders that circumvent their own rules as long as they said I cheated. Many of those riders continue to race today.

The bottom line is I played by the rules that were put in place by the UCI, WADA and USADA when I raced. The idea that athletes can be convicted today without positive A and B samples, under the same rules and procedures that apply to athletes with positive tests, perverts the system and creates a process where any begrudged ex-teammate can open a USADA case out of spite or for personal gain or a cheating cyclist can cut a sweetheart deal for themselves. It’s an unfair approach, applied selectively, in opposition to all the rules. It’s just not right.

USADA cannot assert control of a professional international sport and attempt to strip my seven Tour de France titles. I know who won those seven Tours, my teammates know who won those seven Tours, and everyone I competed against knows who won those seven Tours. We all raced together. For three weeks over the same roads, the same mountains, and against all the weather and elements that we had to confront. There were no shortcuts, there was no special treatment. The same courses, the same rules. The toughest event in the world where the strongest man wins. Nobody can ever change that. Especially not Travis Tygart.

Today I turn the page. I will no longer address this issue, regardless of the circumstances. I will commit myself to the work I began before ever winning a single Tour de France title: serving people and families affected by cancer, especially those in underserved communities. This October, my Foundation will celebrate 15 years of service to cancer survivors and the milestone of raising nearly $500 million. We have a lot of work to do and I’m looking forward to an end to this pointless distraction. I have a responsibility to all those who have stepped forward to devote their time and energy to the cancer cause. I will not stop fighting for that mission. Going forward, I am going to devote myself to raising my five beautiful (and energetic) kids, fighting cancer, and attempting to be the fittest 40-year old on the planet.”

-lance armstrong 8.23.12

23
Aug
12

post jemez

bike camping. there’s a 12 mile loop on the valle caldera…sweet.

23
Aug
12

the british are coming!

those of you in albuquerque, the british tri-4-life cycling team plans to be at tramway & central around 2:30~3:00 on friday the 24th and will pedal down central to civic plaza to arrive at 3:30. cyclists are encouraged to join them in the ride to meet the mayor on civic plaza.
they should be in moriarty around noon if you want to join them there. -from cl

13
Aug
12

scaloswap!

12
Aug
12

perseid

last night, i met up with some friends. our goal for the evening…riding to bear canyon arroyo to watch the perseid meteor shower. we climbed the paseo de las montañas trail in the darkness of the burque night. the climb doesn’t take us long, even though it feels that it should, but it’s definitely a good workout. at last, the six of us stood on the pedestrian bridge over tramway. looking down through the chainlinks, towards the north, i watched the cars coming and going…destinations unknown. a cool breeze blew from the north and cooled the sweat of the ride up. a few moments later, we were off, rolling north on the bike trail towards our destination.

we lay upon the warm concrete embankment and watched the drifting sky. laughter, music, spilt beer, all twisted through the time spent there as glowing stones streaked across the palette of stars.

after a while, we packed up our bags and saddled our steed for the ride home. matt, justin and i temporarily broke away from the rest of the group to ride our mountain bikes down the dirt trails of the arroyo. down, down, down to the tunnel that goes underneath juan tabo. the tunnel walls were covered with graffitti, illuminated by my light, ever so briefly, then shrouded once more in their cave-like darkness. suddenly we were out of the darkness…into the darkness. we reconnected with the others by cnm and then uneventfully rolled to our waiting beds.

i wish i were a vampire.