The best book I've read this year was Lance Armstrong's 'It's Not About The Bike'. It was Lance's first book (released several years ago), which details his battle with cancer, recovery, and his first Tour de France victory.
This summer, I got into cycling and triathlons quite a bit - which happened to coincide with the 2009 Tour de France. The 2009 version saw Lance emerge from retirement and finish a very respectable 3rd place - after a 4 year retirement at 37 years of age. I followed the Tour daily, read Lance's book, and have continued to follow his career and training pretty closely.
During the year of training for his comeback, Lance had a photographer document the entire process - which they have compiled into his newest book, Comeback 2.0. Tonight, in Northern New Jersey, Lance had a book signing - and I decided I'd turn out.
The signing was held at a fairly small book shop called Bookends, and when I arrived there were probably 200 people already in line. However, they seemed to be moving through the line pretty quickly, and within a half hour I was speaking with Juan Pelota himself. We'll get back to that.
This actually wasn't the first time I'd been up close with Lance. About 5 years ago I was in Austin Texas on a business trip, and at a certain point during dinner with some colleagues, I looked over to see Lance sitting at the table next to me. I don't recall much about the encounter; other than nobody at my table besides me seemed to recognize him, and he had very distinct eyes (no homo).
Back to this evening. They kept the line moving pretty quickly, so there wasn't really time for handshakes and photos. However, I had about 10 seconds with him as he signed my copy of the book. I thanked him for coming out, and said I was happy to meet him. He said, 'You bet. Glad to meet you.' When great athletes come face to face, it's rare to have anything beyond striaght-forward conversation. It's almost like we both recognized the epic greatness in each other, and little else needed to be spoken.
Here's his autograph in the book. It says 'Lance Armstrong 7' - for his seven Tour victories.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
A Moment In Time - Episode 2, Josh Gets Captured
When we last left our superheroes, they were lamenting the marathon hijinks that had broken up the running threesome. Now, we re-join them as they exact their revenge:
Thursday, November 26, 2009
A Moment In Time - Re-enacted
I know I've been a bit delinquent in posting a full recap of my third marathon from this fall. However, I do have a bit of a teaser to get you through. Below is a re-enactment I've created of the pivitol moment in the race - when our threesome got separated by an ill-fated bathroom break by Josh. I'm the guy in the red.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Racism and Ballads
Two things we love here at east coast mark are 1.) blatant racism and 2.) ballads. Fortunately for us, Eric Cartman was able to combine them both in his song 'Not My Waterpark' from last week's season finale of South Park.
I guarantee this melody will be in your head all day - just don't belt it out when your boss is within earshot, or if you're in line at the DMV or KFC.
What's always been great about South Park is that they nail the subtle stuff - like people wearing t-shirts in the pool at a waterpark. I'm not sure which is worse; fat rolls, or an oversized t-shirt clinging to those fat rolls.
Lay off the egg nog this holiday season everyone. Especially you minorities.
I guarantee this melody will be in your head all day - just don't belt it out when your boss is within earshot, or if you're in line at the DMV or KFC.
What's always been great about South Park is that they nail the subtle stuff - like people wearing t-shirts in the pool at a waterpark. I'm not sure which is worse; fat rolls, or an oversized t-shirt clinging to those fat rolls.
Lay off the egg nog this holiday season everyone. Especially you minorities.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Alien Hottie of the Week: Laura Vandervoort
If you're watching the new ABC show 'V', you've no doubt taken notice of blonde 'Visitor' hottie "Lisa" - a.k.a actress Laura Vandervoort.
Despite the fact that she's a green alien from another planet, here for some yet unknown sinister purpose - we'll enjoy her curves and lips until such a time as we're forced to destroy her species and drive them from the Galaxy. USA! USA!
Enjoy the goods.
Despite the fact that she's a green alien from another planet, here for some yet unknown sinister purpose - we'll enjoy her curves and lips until such a time as we're forced to destroy her species and drive them from the Galaxy. USA! USA!
Enjoy the goods.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Million Dollar Baby - In Five Seconds
These 5 Second Movies have been around for awhile, but this one of Million Dollar Baby is about the best I've seen.
That is all.
That is all.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
November Golf
One benefit to living in the Mid-Atlantic is that golf courses stay open until December or later. This past weekend, with temperatures hovering around 65, I hit the links for a little Sunday night twilight golf.
Considering I hadn't played in about 2 months due to marathon training, I hit the ball really well. 3 pars, 4 bogeys. Got in 7 holes before being chased off the course by darkness. And because I got to the course so late - the Ranger let me go out for free. Free golf...and in November? Neither of these things ever happen in Minnesota.
Here's a photo blog of the afternoon:
That last one is just a moment of pride when my car is the only one in the parking lot, and it's pitch black as I'm taking my spikes off. There's also something satisfying about taking your final swing at a ball, hitting it off down the fairway into the darkness - knowing full well you'll never see that ball again.
Check back in December to see if there's a 'December Golf' blog post.
Considering I hadn't played in about 2 months due to marathon training, I hit the ball really well. 3 pars, 4 bogeys. Got in 7 holes before being chased off the course by darkness. And because I got to the course so late - the Ranger let me go out for free. Free golf...and in November? Neither of these things ever happen in Minnesota.
Here's a photo blog of the afternoon:
That last one is just a moment of pride when my car is the only one in the parking lot, and it's pitch black as I'm taking my spikes off. There's also something satisfying about taking your final swing at a ball, hitting it off down the fairway into the darkness - knowing full well you'll never see that ball again.
Check back in December to see if there's a 'December Golf' blog post.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Soccer Just Got Real
This past week, a homosexual blogger friend of mine published a blog post about the state of Soccer in America. I typically run across this type of article about once a year - where some rube talks about how soccer is on the verge of becoming a breakout smash here in America.
These posts are usually made by leftist hippies who wish we could fit in with Europe and the rest of the world, and embrace the beautiful sport of futbol. Let me just get you another beret and some face paint, Your Majesty.
However, after seeing some spectacularly awesome footage of a women's NCAA soccer match of BYU vs. New Mexico, I may have changed my mind.
I’d by lying if I said I wasn’t a little turned on…BYU won this game, 1-0. No, I didn’t really care either.
These posts are usually made by leftist hippies who wish we could fit in with Europe and the rest of the world, and embrace the beautiful sport of futbol. Let me just get you another beret and some face paint, Your Majesty.
However, after seeing some spectacularly awesome footage of a women's NCAA soccer match of BYU vs. New Mexico, I may have changed my mind.
I’d by lying if I said I wasn’t a little turned on…BYU won this game, 1-0. No, I didn’t really care either.
Thank You, Reebok
In an effort to get handballer Derek Jeter off the front page of east coast mark - Reebok is here to help. Last week, Reebok came out with a commercial to advertise their new EasyTone Shoes - which apparently work your butt and hamstrings 28% more than regular shoes.
The good news is, this wasn't just one ad - but a whole campaign. Thank You, Reebok.
Enjoy your weekend. Get hopped up and make some bad decisions.
The good news is, this wasn't just one ad - but a whole campaign. Thank You, Reebok.
Enjoy your weekend. Get hopped up and make some bad decisions.
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