After the race this weekend, I was giving mud-covered post race congrats/hugs to Brenda and Sonya when Ryan O’Dell (the “NUE Guy”) asked Brenda and I if we could do a short interview. Here’s the Cyclingnews race report that includes a little bit of that: Syllamo 125 on Cyclingnews. The highlight of the article is most definitely the “Mohawk and piercings” part. The last paragraph of the interview was actually a quote from me, but is labeled as “Simril.” The article also includes a quick mention from local hero Boomer Leopold, who placed 3rd in the Singlespeed category behind The Pflug and a guy from Motor Mile

In other post-race news, I found the cause of my shoulder pain/arm numbness following my red trail wreck. I was at the chiropractor Monday morning, and, after he did his usual adjustments, he told me he’d like to check my shoulder. After a little poking, he put a hand on either side of it and pushed… a move resulting in a really loud POP that resonated through my entire torso. The doctor informed me, “your collarbone was dislocated.”

Awesome. At least it feels better now.

Training-wise, I’m doing my best to relax and recover now. I don’t feel quite right yet, and my tailbone is still killing me. Tailbone, you ask? Yeah, I didn’t want to mention it before the race, but on Thursday when we were pre-riding, somewhere on the blue trail, the nose of my saddle smacked my tailbone. It hurt really bad at first, then went away with some riding, and didn’t hurt for the rest of the day. Friday morning when I woke up, it hurt like hell. Riding a little made it feel slightly better, but a tailbone is like bruised ribs- short of wrecking and hitting the same spot again, riding & racing isn’t going to make it better or injure it further, it’s just going to hurt like hell. It generally hurt worse throughout the day on Saturday and is still making a lot of movement uncomfortable today.

I don’t have anything substantive on my training schedule until the weekend, so I’m going to ride easy, work on my bikes, and drink a few beers until then. I’ve got plenty to occupy my mind, as the suggestion was made to me (by none other than Ms. Carey herself) that I should consider taking on training/racing full time if it’s somehow possible. If you’ve been reading my last few posts, you know that I entertained the idea not too long ago. It’s still an entertaining idea, but not one that’s happening soon. I’ve got lots of walking to do before I reach the herd of cows at the bottom of my hill.