Way To Go Mary!

Riding with the PCRs is motivation for GREATEST! Two weekends ago our very own Mary, IRON WOMAN, Glauser, took to the podium in the annual AZ IRONMAN. Standing in 2nd position, she beat the winner by 3 minutes in the swim and 20 minutes in the marathon. Mary, you're a ROCK STAR!

  CONGRATS!

60 at 60

One way to find out how many friends you have is to invite everyone you know to ride 60 miles with you on your 60^th birthday – just like Scott Wood did on Saturday November 1^st. A couple of us agreed to go because we didn’t want him to be devastated when nobody showed up. To our amazement, an army of spandex clad warriors arrived at Steve Hale’s house at 8:30 am. Woody is such a big happy guy that no one wanted to miss out on the action. While we often have disputes about where to ride – (Just Trust Me) sometimes quite warmly – no one challenged Woody because it was his birthday. Hey, when a guy plans his own party you can’t tell him what to do. Of course, he chose his favorite course – the Dimple Dale Loop – which starts off riding through Holladay. Woody loves this ride because it is mostly downhill the first 30 minutes. He hates hills. And his greatest strength is downhill riding – he can smoke everyone. In fact, he is so good at riding downhill that the less he trains and the more he eats, the faster he goes. He is unbelievable. 

 

After finally climbing up to Wasatch Boulevard and then descending the giant hill at 125^th South, Woody was nowhere in sight. It took some of us 5 minutes to catch up with him. Woody also led the charge back north on Wasatch boulevard, often hitting 30 miles an hour with the massive tailwind. We are not sure he knew the wind was blowing him that fast, but he was feeling much younger than his 60 years. Around 33^rd South riders started peeling off. Not because they couldn’t keep up or go the distance, but some people have stuff to do on Saturday. Scott usually has a long “Honey Do” list, but Jodi gave him a pass on his birthday. At the top of Little Mountain only three riders remained – Woody, Craig and Mike G. On the way back down the canyon the 27 mile an hour headwind predicted for 1:00 pm attacked. Mike was being blown all over the road with his deep rim ENVE wheels. (Little Man, it's good you didn't show, we didn't have time to visit the hospital) He tucked in behind Scott, who has a very big……body (the author meant to say BUTT) and found a safe haven. Back home to safety we were all thrilled that Woody invited us to his party. What a guy! We love you Scott!

 

I LOVE ALL OF YOU... Thanks for coming out and YES, we will be doing this again soon, maybe not 60....:-)

 

YIPPY SKIPPY!

 

 Riding with your BUDS, it doesn't get any better!   

 

 You guys are KILLING ME, can we turn around yet?

 

65 at 60....... Good for another 5 years... :-)