Selling A Turner

Selling a bike is like selling a piece of your soul. I feel like a cave dwelling hoarder when i think about selling a bike because i just have that instinct to keep every bike i've ever had and mount it on the wall like some trophy that will tell my story through the ages. "Oh that was the bike i won my first super D on." "That was the my first set of disk brakes." "See that Carbon Frame broke in two?" Yea thats a first." Im sure Pete can understand what I'm talking about. Bikes are an integral part of our development and maturity and carve a place in our hearts. When people walk by outside our garage and they see 5 bikes lined up with 5 more hanging from the rafters they bellow out; "Geez you got enough bikes?" I say "Not yet, and probably never will" They are a road map of our lives and adventures and can tell a story better than most. Selling them is hard but it also tells the story as it's passing on. Selling a Turner is like giving up a child. But you say to youself, "This is the greatest gift i can give someone." And with that you pass it on. The perpetual cycle of giving. Team Perpetual

KENDA CUP WEST SERIES - FONTANA CITY NATIONAL PRO XCT

The third installment of the Kenda Cup West Series took place this past weekend in Fontana, CA.  I was the only member of the team to race in the XC event, since the others had just returned from a week of surfing and relaxing on the beach in Nicaragua.  The rest of us had to maintain life as we knew it, working and playing a little on the side.  Here are the results for Cat 1 and Super D.

Confession of a Bike-a-holic

The other day I read a quote that essentially said,

"Cycling is about suffering, whoever can suffer the most usually wins"

What is it that makes us want to go out and inflict pain upon ourselves?  What drives us to push our limits until we feel the pain, till the suffering becomes so much more than a physical reaction to the exercise?  There comes a point when your mind starts to play games.  Thoughts of letting up, just relaxing, taking a quick breather, or just quitting start to creep into your head.  Eventually, each pedal stroke becomes a laborious effort of mind over matter.  You can count the strokes, you can will yourself to continue, but eventually you break.  It can be an imperfection in the road, an otherwise inanimate object catching your attention, or just utter exhaustion that causes a break in your concentration.

KENDA CUP WEST SERIES - BONELLI PARK, CA

This weekend marked the second weekend of the 2010 Kenda Cup series. What a great day for racing! Here are the results for the weekend!!

KENDA CUP WEST SERIES - SAGEBRUSH SAFARI

This past weekend marked the opening race of the 2010 Kenda Cup Qualifiers / SO CAL State Cross-country & Super D Series! (Team Big Bear Race Schedule) What an opener it was! With well over 200 riders from around the Southwestern states, it turned out to be an extremely memorable experience...