The Jersey Jet

One of the coolest videos I’ve seen in a long time!

Got the playlist made for @GWTriClub’s day at the Monticelloman Triathlon tomorrow!

(Source: Spotify)

Teach your kid how to ride a bike! This is probably the best video I have/will ever share. The right way to teach your kid how to ride a bike!

Song Of The Day : Gangnam Style by Psy featuring Hyuna. The Gangnam Style crazy did not end quickly. Psy brought Hyuna in to recreate the song with a female touch. Better or worse? You decide.

cyclocosm:

cycleboredom:

billstrickland:

Been thinking and talking and writing about all the ways Roubaix is crazy, the plastic bag in 1988, and 1949 when there were two winners, Serse Coppi and Andre Mahe (plus 1950 when Fausto won, making it, as far as I have thought about it, the only consecutive wins by brothers in any Monument), and in 1981 when Hinault hit a dog in the Gruson secteur (sometimes considered a part of the Carrefour secteur) and crashed while leading a small escape that included Mr. Paris-Roubaix, Roger De Vlaeminck.

Hinault got up, chased and rejoined the break, and won in a multi-rider sprint in the velodrome. One of the most exciting editions ever. In the top photo, you can see the dog, a faint black figure, in front of the riders. It has just lunged out onto the cobbles. In the bottom photo, Hinault has already crashed — you can see him heaped on the ground, between the two leading riders — and the dog has gotten up and is making a panicked escape to the left.

It’s a black figure, angled upward from right to left just in front of the blue jersey leading the split. (That’s not De Vlaeminck in a Brooklyn jersey, as you might guess. He was at that time riding for DAF Trucks, a primarily white jersey.) For a few years, the dog was said to be named Gruson. I think that’s turned out to be legend, but that would still be a good name for some cyclist’s dog, obscure yet full of meaning.

The most I know about the dog is that Hinault once said it was a black poodle with a red collar, and that it was in my mind as I rode the cobbles last year then wrote about them this year for my Stoepid Week story, because at one point on some cobbles we passed a dog and it seemed to know everything about me.

Love this.

Broke up the wall of text for legibility. I know it’s his style—as much as it is mine to appropriate things.

Song Of The Day : Thrift Shop cover by Broken Brass Ensemble. Brass makes everything better, especially when you have a sousaphone! 

Song Of The Day : Show Me The Meaning Of Being Lonely by The Backstreet Boys. Ran into this while getting the video for yesterday’s Song Of The Day. I just remember when I was younger I thought this was the coolest music video ever.

cyclocosm:

Not an April Fool’s joke.