Working sucks.
Friday, November 24th, 2006I can train myself to get up at 5:30am to be at work by 7am. But I can't train myself to sleep any earlier than 1:30am. This weekend will be filled with unicycle parades.
I can train myself to get up at 5:30am to be at work by 7am. But I can't train myself to sleep any earlier than 1:30am. This weekend will be filled with unicycle parades.
This past Saturday was my friend Phil’s birthday party. He decided to have it at the Forest City Velodrome, in London Ontario. This track is indoors, made of wood, it apparently used to be a dirt track according to some people who thought it still was, and before that was a hockey rink, and boasts that it’s the shortest and steepest track in the world.
Velodrome racing/riding is done on track bikes, basically fixed gear bikes, that haven’t touched the streets, have no breaks, and no gears. It was an IAM event so Phil named the event “IAM invades the Terrordrome” (for the terrifying size & banks of the track… and that it was supposed to be a somewhat halloween event)
Unless I’m mistaken, the track boasts as being 138 metres long, with a 50° incline. That’s short. Being the shortest and steepest track in the world. Crazyness. Most tracks have big long flat spots where you can get some of your speed, this felt like you were constantly turning. It was awesome, a headrush, and when you hit that bank for the first time you’re convinced you’re riding straight into a brick wall.
Personally I honestly did very horrid on my track time. The instructors pulled me off the track before I could try riding in a group, because I had very little control of my bike. I’ll admit I didn’t have much if any control, mainly due to the fact that I’m not used to riding a bike. I’m used to my unicycle where I use my body to move into turns (seeing as how a unicycle has no handlebars) and on the track especally it’s very important to keep upright while turning the handlebars to make any manevours.
Right now I’m looking into getting my own track bike off craigslist, and I’m looking forward to the next time we go back to the velodrome (it would definately be a fun to go again and especally if i had my own bike to go with) and generally not be as afraid as I was this time.
This picture was posted on Phil’s IAM page stating that it’s me riding. Personally I really can’t tell so I’m only going from his say so.

because I can't f***ing do anything right
I can't figure out why that I can sit at a computer for hours at home and not have sore shoulders, but as soon as I'm doing it as a form of work, I'm all sore and cranky all over. Bah.
Tis my friend’s birthday yesterday. For the past 3 years I’ve bought him the same birthday present, his name as a domain name. It was cool the first year, and since has just become a very boring present. Oh well!
Yesterday was also unicycle club meet day so me and Phil went there first after I picked him up from work. From his house where I got to try out a very little bike, we went to the house to hang out with his puppy, another puppy-ish dog, the owner of said other puppyish dog as well as Kelly, the girlfriend to Phil.
Then we went to unicycle club to hang out, and notice how the membership for the club has totally exploded we were counting in the high 40’s for number of people who were on one wheel. That’s a lot considering when I first started all this jazz I was remembering low-teens of people showing up. The gym was definately feeling crowded and cramped. I can now mount the unicycle with the seat in front of me, and hop, but I’m trying to learn how to ride with the seat out. I seem to master everything hopping first.
From there we headed towards the bar for nacho night, where I invited my friend Alex to show up after work. I was also a bit of a dunce and told him to call me, and also didn’t put my phone on viberate. Without the viberate feature I couldn’t know that my phone had been ringing so oops, he called 3 times, then just sort of showed up. He had fun though he says, and enjoyed the nachos even though he still claims he makes better at home. I’ll…. I’ll believe him on that.
Conversations are fun though. When Kelly got there me and her had one of the most boring conversations ever, we were discussing spiral bound notebooks and colour-coordinating binders from work and/or school. I was saying how I couldn’t do the giant spiral bound notebooks because I had too many handouts and printouts so I was forced to use lots of binders. The conversation was awesome, and even moreso when we realized just how boring we were.
I didn’t get rip-roaring drunk since I had to drive home still but we stayed until about midnight. I was getting tired and so was Alex so we ditched out early and drove home. Stupid highways that shut down 4 of 5 lanes when there’s still lots of traffic on the road!!