Monday, March 30, 2009

2009 Kick Off True-Motion Interview

The folks at True-Motion, who always come up with great questions, have posted another interview on their blog. Thanks again to True-Motion for taking the time to check in.

Mimi chats with Jordan Rapp about his upcoming season.
After a successsful 2008 with two third place finishes in both Ironman Arizona races and a new bike course record, we thought it was time to catch up with Jordan as he kicks off the 2009 season. True-Motion's Mimi Boyle fired a few questions at him… [Read the whole interview.]


Saturday, March 14, 2009

In Good Hands


So, after a long period of deliberation and consideration and meditation and several other "-ations" that I can't think of right now, I've finalized with a new coach. I was fortunate enough to have a choice between two very excellent coaches - Chris Jones of Great Britain and Michael Kruger of Denmark. In a lot of ways, it came down to almost a coin-flip, as there was no way I could make a wrong decision. Ultimately, my instincts told me that I was a better match with Michael, and so that was really what drove the decision above any sense of one coach being better than the other. It was about what I felt was right for me.

Michael is currently the head coach of the Danish National Triathlon Team, but with Denmark being a small country, he is able to take on a few other athletes. In addition to native Dane Rasmus Henning, one of the most successful triathletes in the world, Michael currently coaches several other athletes inside and outside of Denmark. Until this year, he was also the coach of uber-biker Torbjorn Sindballe, so I'm hoping that I can deliver him another Kona course record (or, really, that he can deliver me my first Kona record).

I want to thank Joel for all his help in the process of finding a new coach, and also I'd like to thank Michael and Chris for taking the time to have very thoughtful and professional conversations with me during this process. I'm very excited for the opportunity to learn from somebody new, and hopefully this year will be yet another solid cobblestone on the road to excellence.

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Analogies. Like Something That's Like Something Else.

(Courtesy of Mama Savege) Every year, English teachers from across the country can submit their collections of actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays. These excerpts are published each year for the amusement of teachers across the country. Here are last year's winners…

1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.

2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.

3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse, without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.

4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.

5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.

6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.

7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.

8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.

9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.

10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.

11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.

12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.

13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.

14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.

15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.

16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.

17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.

18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.

19. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.

20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.

21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.

22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.

23. The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.

24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.

25. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.

Sunday, March 01, 2009

Art With Wheels

The annual North American Handmade Bicycle Show (NAHBS) just wrapped up today. CyclingNews.com has a fantastic gallery of the best bikes in their article on the show's award winners. The bikes are unbelievable. My personal favorite has to be the full susser from Naked, a product of Canada (of course). I don't know why I seem to automatically love things Canadian, but I do. I also really love lugged steel bikes. I want a Sach's 'cross bike in a very primal, lustful way. But really, I think any of the good 753 builders can make you a beautiful bike you'd be proud to pass on to your great-grandchildren. And the steel-is-real fork would be a damn site better than any molded carbon fork as well. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy aero bikes, and I'm glad I get to race on one. But if I could have just one bike for the rest of my life (horror), I think it'd be a lugged-steel 753 road racer. Maybe a 'cross bike, cause you can always use that on the road. But it'd definitely have lugs. And it'd be built by some crotchety old gentleman with a workshop and a blowtorch. And it'd be beautiful…

Lugs & a blow-torch are all you need.