Showing posts with label video. Show all posts
Showing posts with label video. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 05, 2014

Helmet Cam - Aug 12, 2014 CCAP Tuesday Night Race, Bs

Action moment from the race

This is the last in the trio of the CCAP Tuesday Night Race clips I've worked on. I don't think there are any compelling stories in the other weeks of racing but if someone thinks there might be then let me know.

The full race report is here but the basic bit is that the team, and by "the team" I mean Heavy D, decided that it would be my night on August 12th. He set things up for me and handed me a field sprint on a platter.

However, due to the miserable forecast, I thought that the race would be canceled. Therefore when I dropped off a car for service I made a number of really hard efforts, thinking that this ride back home might be my ride for the day.

Of course the race didn't get canceled, even if we got rained on just a touch.

Enjoy!

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Life - YouTube Errors So No Clip Tomorrow

Last night I thought I'd be a nice guy and upload 4 of the 5 clips that are ready for release. I planned on releasing them one every few days, between posts that I've half written.

Today, while I was away from the house, the Missus texted me.

"The video has failed to process. x3"

Ugh.

3 of 4 videos failed to upload to Youtube last night, and since they need to be in order, I don't want to release the one that actually made it up there.

I'm going to upload one at a time, one per night. I didn't even review the 5th clip so I'll review that before I put it up.

Basically three go together and the other two belong together.

The set of three work well together, at least in my eyes. They definitely need to be in order and unfortunately the last one of the three is the only one that made it. I'll upload the first and second clip in that set.

Then I'll work on the two clip set. One clip is basically ready, although now that it didn't upload I've thought of changes I want to make to it. The other is only on its first version and hasn't been reviewed. Most of the clips are on their 3rd or 4th revision at this point.

Of course if anyone local has a nice wide connection to the internet (upload speeds, not download) the clips are 1 GB apiece, give or take, and you could, you know, watch them before they go live to everyone.

At home it's about 1000 minutes upload time for each clip, so about 15-16 hours, give or take.

Ugh. Not what I want to see.

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Life - URT "Green Wine" show clip

So...

One of the common themes in the SDC helmet cam clips is the music. In case anyone missed the memo, the music has one thing in common (save a few samples from early on in my clip-editing life): they're performed by bands associated with one of my two brothers. Between the two of them they could be a band - they compose, sing, and play guitar, bass, and the drums.

Inevitably riders will ask one another what kind of music each listens to when pedaling on the trainer. I can honestly answer that my brothers' music has been motivating me for years and years and years - I listen to them in the car, on the trainer, and when I watch, well, the helmet cam clips.

Ultimately I made them using my brothers' music because that's what I find inspires and motivates me.

Unfortunately I only ever managed to video one brother at one of his band's last gig in Chicago, IL. Because of a mistaken assumption, I thought I'd have a clean recording of the sound (via a third party). However this wasn't the case, and since I didn't worry about sound quality in my own recording, I never took into account sound quality when videotaping the show. For example, for parts of one song i put the camcorder on top of the amps lining the stage.

Obviously that didn't do well for the sound.

It was worse when I reviewed the clips - the muddy sound was terrible, the volume just overwhelming the tiny built-in mic.

Coulda, shoulda, woulda. But there's only one take in life, and in this case the show sound was pretty bad.

Frustrated, I gave up trying to make a clip out of the very long, very awesome, very emotional show. I had no way of fitting the two together, not well anyway, not with the applications I had at hand.

Then along came iMovie on the Mac, with all sorts of high end editing capabilities. Suddenly the sub-second synchronization required of a music video came within reach. I found I could synchronize the live footage with a studio recording of the same song.

Although I find that there's some lag in playback (compared to the "master" in iMovie), it's still a lot better than I could ever have dreamed.

The show video has a limited harvest capacity. After I did "Deepest Knife" I went to do another and found, to my dismay, that somehow things just didn't work out. I seemed to have forgotten all that I learned while doing Deepest Knife. I also happened to pick a song that closely matched the studio recording, making compiling the video much easier.

Disappointed I set the whole URT thing aside. I still had the imported clip in iMovie but thought it hopeless to create another clip.

When I had the issues with iMovie I moved back to the old machine. My old projects were there including a few optimistically created and named URT clips, projects that existed in title only.

I picked up Green Wine because I really like the song and because someone in the audience was yelling "Green Wine!" until they played the song. I started editing it and things started flowing. It took a number of edits but it's about where it'll get. To make it more... complete, for lack of a better term, would mean sacrificing other "harvests", borrowing significant footage from songs I hold hope of completing one day.

I hope you enjoy this clip. It's a fun song, yes, but it also represents a significant amount of work on my part. Sub-second synchronization doesn't matter in bike race clips but when dealing with a live concert it matters a lot.

My apologies in advance for any synchronization errors, weirdness with guitar or bass playing stuff, etc. That's all me, in my editing.

With that caveat please enjoy:


Saturday, January 26, 2013

Helmet Cam - How I Produce Clips

Recently I uploaded my first new clip since March of this year. Last year I only managed to release a few. As part of my explanation on why I've been so sparse on clip uploads I wanted to share how I produce a clip. They obviously represent a lot of work, a lot of time, and I'm proud of the clips I produce. Okay, I'm proud of the HD clips. I watch the earlier non-HD ones and it's a bit embarrassing sometimes but I learned from them. In an ideal world with unlimited time I'd redo them while revealing some unsaid tactical motivations/goals.

So, for those of you interested, my "clip editing process" goes something like this:

1. Copy raw footage off of ContourHD. This is when I know if I got the data or if I forgot to charge the battery or clear the memory. Although the Contour beeps loudly when it runs out of juice or memory I sometimes don't hear it in the heat of the action.

I missed at least three really good races because I forgot to clear the memory before the race. One was the Mystic Velo Crit in 2010. The camera's memory lasted 15 minutes. I got second in the race. Another was one of the first Bethels in 2010. In a terrible rainy day I managed third in the sprint, and I raced with virtually unusable brakes. The last was the 2010 New London Crit. A new course, lots of turns, and a good finish after the guy in front of me fell over in the last turn.

I now have a spare ContourHD so I hope to eliminate problems like "I forgot to charge it" or "I forgot to clear its memory" or "I forgot the camera at home" kind of things.

2. If the clip is good enough to work with I import it into iMovie. This is a few hour process so I start it and let it run, usually overnight. My first computer was virtually useless while running this in the background. Now, with 16GB of RAM and a quad core processor, I can do basic browsing really slowly or work on writing.

This step put a huge dent in my video clip production. At some point in 2012 I realized that the raw footage I wanted import weren't showing up in iMovie. After a lot of research, after trying all sorts of stuff (using different cars, renaming files, etc), I finally resorted to using the old MacBook, the one that is sort of obsolete.

I could upload the clips right away. This started a spasm of video production - I've finished two, almost finished a third, and I have a few more to work on.

3. My priorities in picking which clip to do breaks down to three things. The first is whether or not it's fun. For me fun is when I can substantially influence, in a good way, the outcome of a race. That means I do a good sprint, I help a teammate, stuff like that. In 2012 I was very unfit so I almost never had the legs to help a teammate so I tended to choose the races where I had a decent finish. To give an example of the opposite of fun - there's a race where I attacked at the gun. No one went with me, I pushed on when I should have sat up, and I soloed for about 3 laps. I got caught and dropped in about 30 seconds. Would this make an exciting clip? No. Maybe to laugh at me but there's nothing productive I can find in that race.

The next thing is if there's a new course. Although I like Bethel I don't want to have 80 clips of Bethel and 15 of other courses, split evenly between TuesdayTheRent and New Britain. Seriously though I don't get to do new courses too often so if I can get to a virgin helmet cam course then all the better.

The last factor is a lesson one. In some races the racers are so good at tactics and bike handling that I feel like a novice in them. In other races... well it's sort of the opposite. Watching errors on tape makes it much more real and allows analysis so that the racer can work on fixing their errors. This is what happens in football but in amateur cycling it's quite rare.

4. Skim whole clip in iMovie, a stock application that comes with Macs. I like iMovie because you can see thumbnails of the whole clip in very small increments, and if you drag the cursor around the video plays at that speed. Sliding the cursor forward means you get a good fast forward. It makes it easier to find things on the clip.

I try to remember significant tactical moves and include them in the clip. Sometimes I'm at the back when a break goes (okay, I'm almost always at the back) and so the clip can't illustrate the break going away. If the move isn't visible I usually skip it but I may allude to it in the clip's text.

5. I also see if I can find any memorable but independent incidents that I remember. These include crashes, weird moves, elemental errors, and close (but safe) situations. They may not affect the tactics but they're interesting. They include things like a bottle pass between two teammates while a third rider, not on the same team, drops his own bottle. Another race, the last non-HD one, featured a newspaper stuck in a rider's derailleur that I ended up removing.

Many of these interesting sections are 30-45 seconds, and some of them are as short at 8-12 seconds. I don't go shorter than 8 seconds since it's hard to comprehend what's happening in 4 or 5 seconds. Most of my text boxes are 4 seconds long so to have an "intro text" and a "conclusion text" takes, at best, 8 or 9 seconds.

6. I get the last lap in its entirety. Since I usually contest the sprints that's the most interesting part of the race. If applicable I get the prior lap and even a lap before the final lap, but since laps take up minutes at a time, it's "expensive" time.

In the past I was limited to 10 minutes. I had to cut a second here and a second there just to make the 10 minute limit. Then YouTube "upgraded" me to 15 minutes. Before I could get a couple clips out they upgraded me to "unlimited". Remember my clip selection process - fun, course, and memorable moments. Most of a race doesn't have fun stuff, the course is the same, and there are few memorable moments. Therefore I don't upload a whole race.

With my new unlimited time I find myself cutting less. My clips seem to end up at about 10-18 minutes long before I cut them.

7. When it's close to a usable length then start adding music. The music drives the mood so that's important. Sometimes I have a song in mind so I put that in wherever I wanted to put it then I work around that.

The music tends to have a cadence-type beat, something faster than 70 or 80 beats per minute. Something closer to 100 bpm is better, otherwise the clip seems to drag. The exception is if I'm trying to relay a sense of fatigue or something like that. Then I'll select more mellow songs.

One important thing is that I listen to the songs when I'm not working on clips - the Missus will verify that, yes, we listen to those songs over and over when we're in the car. I listen to them when I'm on the trainer. It gives me an idea of the song's "phrasing". I don't know what it's called but some songs are sort of beginning songs that kick things off with a flourish, some are middle songs that build tension or have an offbeat first note (so it sounds like it's a continuation of a thought, not the start of one), some are quiet, and some are great ending songs. I use songs that my brothers played in their bands and I try to use songs that certain people wrote and/or sang because I've been in touch with them.

One singer, Derek, of Linus, URT, and Zen Men, is a local and I see him pretty much once a year at my brother's house. He refers to me as the one man fan club.

Luckily the music my brothers played was mainly fast beat stuff.

There are some songs that just aren't appropriate for a bike race. They tend to be more emotional or very slow. My brothers' bands played a lot of music, more than the 20 or so songs I've used, but unfortunately the music isn't right for a bike racing clip.

Since I'm publishing to YouTube I don't use other artists' music. I don't want to run into copyright violations and such. I've asked some local racer/musicians for original music but the cadence, the bpm, has been too low in everything I've checked out. Nothing personal, it's just the music is too slow.

8. After roughing out the music I start adding text. This emphasizes the mood, gives me a chance to educate riders, and I spend a lot of time here. I'll adjust text after adding music because the two don't quite match and I can't rewrite the music or change its timing. I like some of the disjointed phrases in my brother's music, like being "so far away, at least one hundred miles" when I'm not on a wheel or "spread out like satin" when the field fans out for a turn.

 - If applicable I fill in the non-music sections with music.

 - Once I have the thing roughed out I add the credits. This takes a while since I try to list everyone I mention in order of appearance (after teammates or significant players), I have to get all the songs, and I try to remember all the people I need to thank at the end.

9. With a rough clip in hand I start the hard work - the polishing and honing. I probably refine a dozen times or more. This includes the time intensive step of reviewing the whole clip, at normal speed. It's here that I often catch the real errors. Nonetheless virtually every clip went out with an error, either mismatched text (I edited out a few blocks but a prior or following block relied on the old text so that one block seems out of place), mismatched font (when iMovie buffers heavily it drops font selection), or outright errors (bad spelling or whatever).

Since most of my clips are 10 or so minutes long, reviewing them takes a few hours. At first I find so many errors that I can't get through a single viewing without editing stuff. I find it helps to restart the MacBook since iMovie buffers a lot of memory, slowing things down to a crawl. Now I find that things work most reliably if I restart the machine after every session of iMovie. Even during a "session I'll restart if iMovie takes up more than 2 GB of RAM I restart the machine. When I go to sleep, if I've been working on iMovie, I just restart the machine. This way I know there will be plenty of memory for iMovie the next time I use it.

The slowness isn't the only issue - when iMovie buffers it won't save things, even things that I spent a lot of time doing. The problem is that I end up with random errors - in my standard two line text one line may have the default text in it, or the original font, or no outline, or something weird. Because I don't know what caused the error I have to assume that it could have happened anywhere in the clip. This means a long and thorough review of the clip.

10. Once I think it's done I export into a movie format. Then I watch the whole clip 2-6 times. I usually catch even more errors here and have to re-edit the "master", re-export, and then review.

The export takes about 2-3 hours on my machine so I usually leave this to cook while I go run errands or go to sleep. Once I export then I have a much smaller, much more manageable file, something in the 1 GB size range. I can watch this using Quicktime and I do, reviewing it at least two times, sometimes as many as 10 or 15 times.

All too often I catch errors. Many early errors, that ended up in the published clip, were due to iMovie buffering heavily. When iMovie is heavily buffered it fails to save edits and such. At least three times I've published a clip and found, to my horror, that the credits text had reverted to the default text. This happened in the yet-to-be-published 2012 M40+ New England Crit Championships and it's happened in earlier clips. At first I thought I just forgot to put the stuff in but later I realized that I had painstakingly put everything in and yet it was all gone.

The problem is that if the credits failed to save then I have no idea what other stuff didn't save. This means really checking things over, at least a few times. Since I'm watching a .mov file I can't edit things right there and then. I don't want to open iMovie and start editing because I get confused between the two and inevitably make a mistake after an hour or two. Therefore I make handwritten notes while watching the now-rejected .mov file, then open iMovie to make the changes.

11. I note errors in the exported file and fix them. I often export a clip into movie format at least three times, representing 6-9 hours of computing time just for the export. This doesn't include the approximately 1-3 hours of editing and checking for each export, so 3-9 hours of time where I'm working on the clip. Some clips take more exports and very few take less.

Since creating a new .mov file means editing in iMovie and exporting again, it means, at the very least, an hour to three hours of editing (edit errors, check whole iMovie draft to make sure no other random errors popped up), 3-6 hours of export to .mov, then maybe an hour of checking the new clip.

Finally, when I think the clip is good, I let it simmer. This means I don't look at it for a while, maybe a day. Then I check it again, with a fresh mind. Yes, I usually find some glaring error so I have to redo it.

12. I upload the file to YouTube. After final reviews of my simmered product I'll upload. With a wireless network I found it that the upload would get interrupted or get really slow, especially if the MacBook was far away from the router/modem. I'd move the MacBook close to the router and find that connecting it via a network cable works best.

The uploads usually take about 300-500 minutes. The problem is that I can't edit the YouTube information while it's uploading, at least not so I can tell. Therefore I want to be around when the upload finishes so I can put in the right title, the right description, stuff like that. I find that even when I am totally aware of when the upload finishes, by the time I've updated the title and description I see that there's already been a few views.

The main problem is that our internet throughput goes down the tubes when I'm uploading a clip. It's a huge task just checking email. Therefore I try to upload at night, timing the end of the upload so that it finishes when we wake up. Or, in the last upload, I uploaded during the day while watching Junior.

So that's what it takes to do a clip.

I can accelerate it a bit with a faster machine - with the new MacBook, before iMovie stopped importing my ContourHD files, I rarely had a editing/memory error, rarely had weird fonts, rarely had those memory related errors. The 64 bit operating system allowed me to install (and use) 16 GB of RAM. iMovie will quickly grow to 4-8 GB on that machine. The old MacBook, with a 32 bit operating system, is limited to under 4 GB of RAM, and when iMovie hits about 2.5 GB things start going south. For now, with the iMovie problems on the new MacBook, at least I know what I need to do to get a clip up.

Coming up at some point will be the 2012 White Plains Cat 3-4 crit and the 2012 New England Crit Champs M40+.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Life - URT "Deepest Knife" show clip

So...

One of the common themes in the SDC helmet cam clips is the music. In case anyone missed the memo, the music has one thing in common (save a few samples from early on in my clip-editing life): they're performed by bands associated with one of my two brothers. Between the two of them they could be a band - they compose, sing, and play guitar, bass, and the drums.

Inevitably riders will ask one another what kind of music each listens to when pedaling on the trainer. I can honestly answer that my brothers' music has been motivating me for years and years and years - I listen to them in the car, on the trainer, and when I watch, well, the helmet cam clips.

Ultimately I made them using my brothers' music because that's what I find inspires and motivates me.

Unfortunately I only ever managed to video one brother at one of his band's last gig in Chicago, IL. Because of a mistaken assumption, I thought I'd have a clean recording of the sound (via a third party). However this wasn't the case, and since I didn't worry about sound quality in my own recording, I never took into account sound quality when videotaping the show. For example, for parts of one song i put the camcorder on top of the amps lining the stage.

Obviously that didn't do well for the sound.

It was worse when I reviewed the clips - the muddy sound was terrible, the volume just overwhelming the tiny built-in mic.

Coulda, shoulda, woulda. But there's only one take in life, and in this case the show sound was pretty bad.

Frustrated, I gave up trying to make a clip out of the very long, very awesome, very emotional show. I had no way of fitting the two together, not well anyway, not with the applications I had at hand.

Then along came iMovie on the Mac, with all sorts of high end editing capabilities. Suddenly the sub-second synchronization required of a music video came within reach. I found I could synchronize the live footage with a studio recording of the same song.

Although I find that there's some lag in playback (compared to the "master" in iMovie), it's still a lot better than I could ever have dreamed.

As a present for my brother I edited the following clip, the brother who happens to play my helmet cam clips' now standard closing theme song (Sato - "Walking Away"). In the clip he plays as part of URT, performing "Deepest Knife".



Enjoy!

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Thursday, October 07, 2010

Interbike 2010 - Tour de Lake Mead

I talk of the 2010 Tour de Lake Mead the first day we attended Interbike 2010. It was a great day to ride - warm, dry, sunny, with perfect pavement.

Here are almost 2 million more words (at 1000 words per picture, 60 pictures a second, and a little over 9.5 minutes of film).

2010 Tour de Lake Mead

Enjoy!

Saturday, September 04, 2010

Story - Laurent Fignon

Let me start off by making it clear, right from the start. I'd never met Laurent Fignon. I'd seen him once in real. However, he made a significant impact on my formative years as a bike racer. I ached to be able to pedal like him, churning big gears up the mountains. He had a way of enveloping the bike, something unlike the others of his era. And, when driven, he fought until he couldn't fight anymore.

The Picture


One of my first "impressions" in bike racing, other than all of the Eddy Merckx pictures I'd seen, was a picture of a rider sitting on the pavement. His bike sat nearby, and his coach stood there. I can't find the picture online and I can't it any of my bike books, but it's there somewhere.

It was a young rider, a relatively new pro, and he'd been leading a big race (Liege Bastogne Liege?), solo, by a good sized margin, 4 or 5 minutes if memory serves me.

That's when his titanium Super Record bottom bracket axle broke.

(Note: this is before they figured out how to do things like alloy titanium with aluminum and vanadium, so it was apparently much weaker and more prone to repetitive stress failure.)

Thrown to the ground, a crankarm still attached to his shoe (toe straps didn't let go until you told them to let go), he sat on the ground, stunned, dazed.

His director wanted him to keep going - this was back in the days when you always got back on the bike and continued.

But not that day. Although not hurt seriously (as far as I can remember), he nonetheless abandoned the race.

His director, Cyrille Guimard, forever afterwards, played it safe with equipment. Nothing untested. Nothing too light.

To finish first you must first finish.

Guimard took that to heart. His teams were never known for their cutting edge equipment, except in aerodynamics and fit. Long cranks? The 55 cm frame riding Marc Madiot won a stage of the Tour on 180mm cranks. The first wind tunnel tested time trial bike? Gitane's bike, a direct result of Guimard's belief in the significance of aerodynamics. And who could forget Greg Lemond, who changed his position radically when he joined Guimard's Renault-Elf team.

But I'm getting ahead of myself. I forgot about the rider on the ground, a crankarm dangling off of one of his shoes.

He was a blond kid, with glasses. Riders called him "Professor" because of the glasses, and because he actually started college. To the blue collar stock that bore most bike racers, such erudition was unheard of.

His name?

Laurent Fignon.

July 24th


It was a Sunday, a beautiful day outside. I don't remember exactly where we were during the day, but we rushed back to the house. My girlfriend's dad was there, her mom, and I think her two brothers. We rushed into the living room and took our customary spots.

The dad sat by the TV, with various antennae adjusting gizmos at hand. If you could think of the epitome of someone that shouldn't like bike racing, he'd be it. He wasn't slim, he smoked, drank, watched stadium sports, and loved to bargain with car dealers.

To be honest he reminded me a bit of Dave Stoller's dad in Breaking Away.

But on that Sunday he carefully tuned in to the channel showing the Tour, the various adjusting gizmos making clicking and clacking noises. The picture faded in and out a bit, but with the broadcasting antennae just one town away, we had a decent picture.

We had to.

It was the last day of the Tour.

And, unusually, this edition ended with a short individual time trial.

Yes, it was 1989.

We'd somehow gotten wind of the tight race between Greg Lemond and Laurent Fignon, both well known to the US cycling world after their battles were publicized on CBS, narrated by a young Phil Liggett, and with background music supplied by fellow commentator with the football player-like physique, John Tesh.

The last stage of the Tour would be all that, and more.


The year where we in the US first got to see a lot of cycling on TV.

Anxious, we all peered at the screen, anxious.

Then, finally, the Tour program started. Delayed and edited, it played sometime in the afternoon or evening.

The coverage started. Lemond, 50 seconds behind the overall leader and yellow jersey wearer, Laurent Fignon. The latter had animated the race, attacking everywhere, taking incredible risks.

The program covered all that. Fignon looked in an absolute superior position.

But the network hadn't covered everything. Unknown to us, the top four guys on GC had broken away one late stage, with one rider's teammate for company (he may have been 5th overall but I don't remember). The break stayed away to the finish - who would want to chase the leaders of the Tour?

They kind of piled up at a roundabout coming into the finish town, embarrassing really, but they continued on. At the finish, Lemond demolished the others in the sprint, including Fignon in the yellow.

So, coming into the time trial, Lemond's morale had been climbing. He'd hit a career low in the Giro, prior to the Tour, his first return to a Grand Tour since his hunting accident a couple years prior. He almost quit the sport in that Giro, but persevered, eventually placing second in the last time trial.

Now, in second place overall, he dared to hope.

Fignon, it seems, wasn't as confident. He was seen testing some homemade aerobars before the start of the final stage (which he didn't use). He had a saddle sore. And he'd already been beaten by Lemond in the two flat time trials before.

And this is what we saw that day:


The famous final TT.

As Lemond approached the finish, my girlfriend's dad was screaming at the TV, just like he did with his beloved Giants. Everyone in the room was going crazy, us young'uns jumping up and down, not knowing what to do, the excitement, the anxiety, just going nuts because it seemed so possible.

And then, with Fignon approaching the final, slightly narrower finish of the course, Phil's voice went up that extra note.

Lemond had won the Tour.

Fignon had lost it.

And he'd never return to that level, ever again.

A Month Later

At the time I was managing a bike shop. I didn't know the area well, and I tried to fix that by riding around after work. Of course, with late hours, my riding ended up in the dark. I'd choose streets with streetlights, learn the hard way that certain roads had none, and eventually I started getting a feel for the area.

I also wanted to "promote the sport" by making people aware that they could do such things. In the era of crack cocaine, car jacking, and somewhat regular shootings, I figured the bike would be a good way to break down cultural barriers.

Bikes were different enough that they were kind of "odd". A car with tinted windows and bullet holes in the sides represented one thing. Slouching, foot dragging pedestrians another.

But a cyclist? In lycra?

Perhaps naively I felt safe in my different-ness.

I wanted to win the hearts and souls (so to speak) of the people out there.

So I rode.

And I usually rode laps around the more lit up parts of the city because, frankly, I'd have gotten killed elsewhere.

Lights meant two things to me. If it was a busy road, street lights meant traffic. If on a quiet road, street lights meant drug dealing. Or, rather, former drug dealing, because the street lights kind of discouraged it.

Traffic was fine. Lots of people around, less chance of a shooting. Especially a cyclist shooting.

And former drug dealing roads were fine too. Lit up, patrolled often, dealers rarely provoked trouble on their turf - they wanted things to be as quiet as possible so that cops wouldn't need to show up. Drugs were a business, and police would reduce the numbers for the night.

Of course there were the regular kids too. To me they were the most unpredictable. No fear of cops ("Just run!"), no fear of lights ("who cares? We can see what we're doing"), no fear of dark ("It's what makes it fun!").

One night I was doing laps around a mall and a deserted lot (it was deserted for 20 years or something, a whole block of nothingness) next to a high rise apartment building. This was my crit training, so, appropriately, I was riding pretty hard. Up ahead I saw a bunch of kids were milling around outside an apartment building, spilling out onto the street.

Spotting me, a few jumped out into the street, kind of (but not really) blocking my way.

See, I wasn't easy to read. Lycra. On a guy. At night. On a bike. What's up with him anyway?

I studiously rode by them, fast, a brief raise of the fingers to say high, my acknowledgment to them.

The next lap, more kids jumped in the street.

But they gave me more space. It was more of a dare, all of them grinning, seeing what I would do.

I rode through them again. Fast.

After a few laps, they were waiting, politely, on the sidewalk, watching me ride by.

And cheering in their own, "too cool to cheer" way.

"I could go that fast if I wanted to."
"No way. That guy would whoop you."
Etc

I felt a bit of triumph inside me.

Another night, doing laps in the same area, I heard someone yell out of one of the way-up-high windows of said apartment building. It took me a second to register what they were saying.

"Tour de France! Laurent Fignon! Tour de France! Laurent Fignon!"

I looked up in shock. Laurent Fignon?! What about Greg Lemond, who just won the closest Tour in history??

Grinning to myself, I kept riding. Obviously the guy must know about cycling. My "win their hearts and souls" had to be working.

Tour du Pont

Some years later much of the team made a trip to Hershey, PA. We brought our bikes, planning on riding at the track in Trexlertown. But first we made a stop in Hershey.

Checking out chocolates?

Nope.

How about the Hershey amusement park?

Nope.

Actually, I'd been to the amusement park once before. As a 14 year old. On a bike tour. Where I had the most fun trying to beat the ride leader up the hills. See, one adult had to stay in front of all the kids - that was the rule, for safety and all that. You couldn't have a 14 year old kid pedaling away on his own.

And I respected that. Really.

I just made them work for it.

I'd race the strongest ride leader up all the hills, desperately trying to beat him.

I don't ever remember beating him, always losing, but a few times I managed to get the jump on him.

And when I got home and ditched the heavy panniers, the first sprint I did almost launched me off the back of the bike - it was so light (relatively speaking) it almost leapt out from under me.

So, now, about a decade later, I was returning to this fun place. Mike H, the team captain, had planned out the trip - I was just along for the ride. We wanted to check out this new Gatorade team, a team brimming with potential. Gianni Bugno, World Champion. Dirk De Wolf, almost World Champion. And Laurent Fignon, of course.

I snapped a few shots. I got Bugno rounding a turn, with Fignon hidden behind him.

Then we headed to the finish, in Hershey. A certain Rolf Aldag won a spectacular field sprint. We found the team bikes later, a different story altogether, and snapped pictures of them. The others walked away after a while, but I stood, entranced, watching the mechanic work on the celeste green Bianchi bikes.

Fignon seemed a bit more mellow. Quiet, fine. Not quite on form, sure.

But frisky?

Definitely.

He'd chase down minor US National Team riders. We watched the video, amused, as the hapless rider launched a furious attack on the field.

Imagine you're an amateur racer, at the bottom of the pro-am totem pole. You're in a race, a big one. You think, well, what the heck, I might as well get some TV time. You launch an attack. You feel good, you're flying along, sprinting, out of the saddle. Looking down, you see a wheel just behind. Maybe it's another lowly domestique. Maybe another amateur. Maybe you'll be allowed some room by a lenient pack. Maybe, just maybe, you'll gain more than a few seconds lead.

To identify the rider, you turn around.

It's Laurent Fignon. Two time Tour winner, glares at you, his front wheel only a couple inches away from your bike.

What do you do? He's one of the classiest racers in the field. He's won 3 week races. You've entered 1 week ones. He won the Giro. You wear a Giro. He races for Gatorade. You still buy it. He gets paid more a year than you'll make in ten or twenty as a pro.

You do what's sensible.

You sit up.

Fignon didn't do much in the Tour du Pont, like his teammates Bugno and DeWolf, but they obviously came for training, not for winning. It was all good though - it showed us Cat 3s that it's okay to race for the sake of racing.

Paris Nice

Eventually, like all great racers, Fignon retired. And, fulfilling a quasi joke thrown around by me, as a promoter, he became, of all things, a race promoter, taking possession of Paris-Nice.

(My self deprecating joke goes as follow: "What does a racer do when they get slower? They become officials or promoters.")

I'm sorry to say this but nothing spectacular happened after this change. The race is the typical spring stage race, nicknamed "Race to the Sun". The race normally starts in the cold north and warms up as the route heads to the Mediterranean.

He wasn't along in that choice, that of getting involved in working with race promotion. His arch-rival and apparently a friend off the bike, Bernard Hinault, also stepped into the Tour's race organization shoes.

Many years later, Fignon had to give up his promotion dreams when his race ran into financial difficulties. The Tour organizers bought the race.

When Hinault and Fignon met after Fignon announced he had cancer, Hinault could not hide his emotions.

One never saw Hinault like that, at least not when he raced.

After years of rivalry, for those two to be standing together like that...

Rest in peace, Laurent.

Monday, August 02, 2010

Helmet Cam - July 18, 2010, Naugatuck Crit, Cat 3-4s

Went into the race with a plan, a week of solid training at a quasi training camp, and no idea if my legs would be okay or if they'd be flat. Did a short spin in the morning to loosen up the legs, but got no indication of how I'd feel.

I drank about 2/3 of a 2 liter bottle of Coke just before the start - my stomach's reaction caused me to hide in the field for a few laps, just before the finish, as I chided myself for drinking so much. Oddly enough I spent the first 15 laps riding okay. The last 5 I forced myself to the front.

I also dumped 4 bottles of ice water on myself - one over the course of a few minutes at the start line, three during the race.

Ends up I felt pretty good during the race. Worked for my friend and teammate so there's a lot more action than normal, meaning I'm not just sitting in the whole race. I had to skip out on the initial part of the race, where I probably could have used about 15 minutes of constant jumping, bridging, and pulling. Of course I did this to save time on the clip, and then YouTube extended their clip length maximum to 15 minutes. Still, though, this represents a good core of the race.

As usual, in hindsight, I realized I could have done things differently. I hope to return and give these ideas a try.

Anyway, I had a lot of fun in the race. I hope you have fun watching the clip.

Text is here.

Video is just below. Enjoy.


Note: Navone Studios are the folks that helped out immensely during the Spring Series.

Sunday, August 01, 2010

Racing - A Question Of Honor


From Versus TV on YouTube

So we've all hashed out "Chaingate" in this year's Tour. Basically Andy Schleck, leading the overall, had a drivetrain "issue", making it necessary for him to dismount his bike to fix it. Since this was at a critical moment of the race (Schleck was literally in the middle of an attack), he quickly lost some time. Contador, sitting a very close second overall, gained distance on Schleck, taking the yellow at the end of the stage. Ultimately Contador won the Tour by exactly the time gained by this very attack.

The question is, of course, was attacking at this time acceptable?

A majority of folks have said no. Very few have said yes.

I wouldn't be writing a post if I didn't agree with the latter. I said this when I first heard what happened, and then, to make sure that I wasn't going on hearsay, I looked a bit into the actual video of the incident (which I've linked to above).

So, laying it on the table, I think Contador was okay in attacking Schleck at that time.

Interestingly enough, Riis (Schleck's director) himself doesn't criticize Contador's attack. Of course, he may have known that Schleck planned to leave Riis's team at the end of the year, so Riis might have been getting in a little dig. But I don't think so, and Riis has generally been supportive of his racers up to the moment they leave the team.

An interesting voice supporting Contador is that of Sastre. He attacked in a later stage when a GC contender (Sammy Sanchez) fell pretty hard. Sastre (and his team) had planned on setting up a point man in the early break, allowing Sastre to bridge to the break and having an ally waiting there.

Sastre's legs failed him though, and he never made it to the break. He actually lost a lot of time and ended any hopes of a high overall place.

Contador, perhaps remembering how the crowds treated him after the Schleck incident, told the field to wait for Sanchez. Then, properly integrated, they proceeded to shell Sanchez later.

Sastre's point after the race was that this is all about bike racing. It's not a post-Tour crit where the results are kind of negotiated before the race. Guys stake their whole season on the Tour, sometimes on just a day or two of the Tour, and you have to race when you race.

Cycling is a bit unusual in that there's an unwritten code of conduct that helps govern the group as a whole. They wait for one another, take pee breaks en masse, and lend each other food or water or even equipment or rides.

I can see how this evolved, with a small number of people always racing against each other. It's the same directors, same riders, same mechanics, same officials, all racing day in and day out against one another.

What you don't want to do is to get a bunch of riders mad at you. Like in any group of people you get some feuds. The Dutch teams notoriously feuded for a long time, with Jan Raas (director of Kwantum as well as other teams) fighting with Peter Post (of Panasonic). The feud got ridiculous, with each team riding so much against each other that they'd let a third party win major races.

Another feud occurred between a US team, Motorola, and a Dutch team, PDM (a separate Dutch team). PDM, after Motorola's actions upset them (Motorola signed Andy Bishop away from PDM), retaliated by working specifically against Motorola. Their then director even made references to these actions in the Tour du Pont coverage. He pulls up next to the Motorola director and point blank asks why Motorola is chasing a solo PDM rider. Motorola had no reason to chase - PDM's podium threat, Lemond's Z team, was leading the chase.

The Motorola director has no answer - he sounds like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. The PDM director angrily replies.

"You remember what we did after Andy, eh?"

Then he floors it and pulls away, which, I have to admit, isn't very impressive when you're doing it in the anemic GM minivans lent to the teams for the race.

Of course, at that moment in the race, PDM was trying to break Z's legs, forcing the Z team to chase a PDM rider all over the countryside. Motorola stepped in, lent their tremendous power to the chase, and brought the PDM interloper back into the fold. Motorola didn't need to do that - the solo rider was well under control, and Z was plugging away steadily at the front, using up their guys, trying to time the catch so that there'd be little time for any counters.

Two different teams, one (Motorola) sticking their noses into a situation which didn't concern them (they just wanted the stage win, which they got), the other (PDM) doing their job. PDM had more significant aspirations - they wanted to break their GC rival's team, and they sacrificed a guy to do it.

So what's that got to do with Chaingate?

It's all the unwritten rules of the sport. Motorola was breaking one; PDM was trying to enforce it.

What's interesting about cycling is that they actually write down some of the unwritten rules. For example, USA Cycling has this concept of a "Free Lap". In a race that does laps, if you have laps less than a certain distance, you can receive mechanical assistance at designated spots on the course ("pits"), and rejoin the race a lap later.

The idea here is that a rider shouldn't necessarily be penalized for a mechanical or a crash.

Sound familiar?

It should, because this is the written version (for crits) of the unwritten version (for road races).

In crits, until 5 miles to go, you can get a free lap. You have to have crashed or had a mechanical, and if it's a mechanical, it has to be a failure of some point. It cannot be a simple malfunction (like you drop your chain, ahem, or roll an improperly glued tire). Mechanicals need to be beyond the rider's control - broken spoke, bent rim, broken saddle, stuff like that. If the bike isn't adjusted right, that's not a mechanical. If it breaks, it is.

However, and this is key, the free lap rule expires with 5 miles to go. Or 8 km, as officially written. What the written rule says is that although it's proper to allow someone a second chance after a mishap, you can't get that second chance in the last 5 miles of a race.

Think about it.

Basically, once the race gets into the "no backsies" stage, you don't get any free laps.

In a road race it's trickier, and therefore there are no written rules.

Unlike a crit or a circuit race, where racers cover the same course and see the same tactical choke points over and over, a road race typically presents very specific tactical points, and usually they're far apart.

Typical road race obstacles for us mere mortals would be things like any hill (for me) that's longer than a 200 meters. Corners would be an obstacle. A narrowing road. Descents. Feed zones. The racers see a variety of areas where they can make a move.

At the ProTour level, you can eliminate some of these tactical choke points. It takes, it seems, climbs of at least 1st Category or Hors Category to truly separate the racers. A mere 5 km climb just won't do it.

Winds play a huge factor, especially with the high speeds ridden by the ProTour peloton. A flat area hit with a big crosswind can shatter a race.

Finally, because ProTour riders expect to be able to stay together in some reasonable form, cobblestones and dirt roads become a factor. For us amateurs they don't make a difference simply because our expectations differ - we don't think our fields will stick together after even short hills on dirt roads. The pros, on the other hand, think they will, at least in a Grand Tour.

ProTour racers need to make their own decisions on what is "acceptable" and what is not. On Stage 2 of the Tour, after a series of crashes that took out something like 80 or 100 racers, the racers took it upon themselves to neutralize the race. In this case it seems a motorcycle crashed, cracking its block, and spread oil all over an already slick descent. Chaos ensued. Schleck, ironically, ended up one of the main beneficiaries on this day, when a potential multi-minute loss turned into a "same time" finish.

Stage 2's neutralization hinged on the fact that so many riders went down. Some teams escaped unscathed, with Cervelo Test Team prominently at the front, with green jersey contender Thor Hushovd and the aforementioned Carlos Sastre.

(And it begs me to ask, "What kind of tires and pressures did they run that they didn't fall over on the wet and oily roads?", because, to me, I wouldn't necessarily call any of the Cervelo Test Team racers "the best bike handlers ever".)

The next day, on Stage 3, the racers put their heads down and raced throughout the day. Schleck, led ably by Classics expert Fabio Cancellara, distanced some of his rivals. Again racers crashed throughout the day, but not in the numbers like the previous day. No one had in mind any idea to neutralize the race. In fact, Schleck continues on after his brother Frank takes a big enough digger that Frank withdraws from the race.

Fast forward to Stage 15, when Schleck launched a big attack. Almost as soon as he did, his chain derailled.

Contador, already responding to Schleck's move, rides by. Now, in a normal situation, if your chain falls off, you just pedal a bit and pick it back up. I've gone by plenty of riders that dropped their chain, and it's not a big deal.

(Unless you have Campy like I do, in which case, for some reason, the chain doesn't want to get picked up again; this is why I use an N-Gear Jumpstop. Personally I don't know how SRAM systems deal with chain drops; I know Shimano front ends work well to pick up dropped chains.)

Unfortunately for Schleck, it's one of those times. He has to hop off the bike to fix the chain, twice.

And that's that.

Contador doesn't look back for a bit - that's normal for a pro. Roy Knickman, in a Tour de L'Avenir, once described attacking the field, hammering for 20 (!!) kilometers, then turning around to see who was there. Even at an extremely fast pace, he didn't turn around for a good 20 or 25 minutes.

Now, Contador isn't in quite the same situation, but he did just commit to a big move. He bridges a gap to Menchov and Sanchez, both potential podium finishers, goes blowing by them, and then seems to pause. He backs off enough to let Menchov back on, turns off the gas (he lets Sanchez come through), and seems to think about it.

When Schleck doesn't return (and probably with an earful of director screaming at him), Contador pushes on.

I have to say that Paul Sherwen, talking about "fair play", helps fan the fires here. There's nothing about having to wait for someone who, at first glance, simply dropped their chain. That's the rider's fault (and his mechanic's).

Schleck dropped chain ended up forcing him to get off the bike, twice, and that's what caused the problems. Not the chain dropping itself, because often times a rider can fix that "on the fly". It's his dismounting that caused the problems.

If I dropped a chain in a crit, I don't get a free lap. This is because there's an assumption that a properly adjusted, properly ridden bike will not spontaneously drop its chain. Sure, I could really screw things up by, say, putting it in the big ring and big cog and pedal backwards furiously. I guarantee you that my chain won't be happy within a second or two.

And with Schleck's case, whatever it was that caused him to drop his chain, it wasn't a peloton-wide phenomenon. It wasn't a cracked motorcycle engine case spewing oil everywhere on a wet, curvy descent taking out half the field. It wasn't a SRAM defect (Contador rode a SRAM bike as well). It wasn't a stray spectator taking him out. There was no blood, no crash, no rider plummeting off a cliff.

The problem struck only Schleck, when he was essentially by himself, in the middle of the road, on a hill at a reasonable speed (albeit faster than you or me), on a sunny, clear, and dry day. For a bike racer there couldn't be more ideal conditions to be riding a bike.

His motions also indicated a minor problem. Looking down, shifting... they're all indicative of a dropped chain. In most cases it would take a second or so to pick up the chain, and the race would be back to normal.

However, Schleck panics. He dismounts as he slows. He only half-restores his chain at first, hits the crank with his leg when he jumps on the saddle, and promptly derails his chain again. He has to repeat his work, this time completely, then gets going.

If he had put his chain back on completely the first time, I suspect he'd have been literally a few meters off the back of Contador at the top of the climb. The second (and unnecessary) "fix" makes up for pretty much all of the 13 or 14 second gap at the top - it's a good 10 seconds for him to fix the chain that second time before the cameras cut away from him. At 15 seconds, when they return to him, there are two guys giving him a push to get started, but you could hardly call his speed "racing".

Ultimately, it's a race. When I make a move to win a race, I'm looking to demolish my opposition. I don't jump in a sprint half-heartedly, trying to be nice to the others. I jump as hard as I can, no mercy. I use what strength I have totally and completely.

I expect nothing less from my opponents. And judging by the speed by which I've been passed in sprints, they think similarly.

At the same time, I get handed the same treatment. At a Rent a few weeks ago, I clung on desperately as a far stronger racer drove the pace at the front. He turned around, saw me in trouble, and launched an even more ferocious attack.

I came off.

If I drop my chain off the crankset and can't pick it back up, I don't expect any mercy from the other racers. It's my responsibility to maintain my equipment, my responsibility to ride it sensibly.

This latter bit is key.

A rider has to take into account any equipment shortcomings.

If you choose to run fragile tires, you need to avoid glass and sharp potholes. If you run fragile wheels, you'll want to avoid those potholes. If you run an unusually low or high amount of tire pressure, you need to adjust for that when you, say, dive into a sharp turn.

At Bethel, I've avoid using the small chainring specifically so that I reduce the chances of dropping my chain. Fine, I have the N-Gear Jumpstop, but if I never shift the front derailleur, the chances of the chain dropping off get reduced to near-zero. So I carefully stay on the big ring, using a slightly wider range cassette so I have a "bail out" gear in the big ring. I carefully avoid backpedaling when waiting at the start.

I do this because I want to reduce the risk of dropping my chain. It's my responsibility to not drop my chain and I accept it.

Now, at the same time, if there are riders that have crashed, there's a chance I'll stop. I stopped at the first Bethel P123 race, when a bunch of guys crashed with two to go. I'd been working really hard to finish my first P123 race in probably a decade, and instead of pedaling around two more laps, I stopped to make sure the guys were reasonably okay.

Yeah, I promote the race. Yeah, I recognized a couple guys that fell. But no, there were no rules saying I should or shouldn't stop. The fact that the race finished in a big bunch sprint meant that many racers didn't stop.

Do I fault them?

Not at all.

Like them, in other races, I've kept racing after watching or hearing a crash. I didn't stop in Somerville every time someone crashed. Had I done so, I'd have learned that a few friends had crashed, and some had crashed hard. Ditto Harlem - I didn't stop for any crashes. Even the Keith Berger Crit, I left a couple riders behind me, on the deck, after watching them tumble.

But in Chaingate we're not talking about a crash. We're not talking about injury or sabotage. We're talking about a rider, essentially alone, who has a mechanical that requires absolutely no adjustment or part replacement to fix.

The bike worked before, and it worked after the incident.

The rider was alone. No one touched him, no one caused him to drop his chain. No one jammed a pump in his wheel (or into his chain).

If a racer's bike has a problem that requires no parts or adjustment to fix, and it happens in the most ideal conditions - on smooth roads, dry, warm, sunny, on a top line bike, with no one around, at reasonable speeds - then there's no reason for anyone to wait.

One can be respectful to one's opponents. But at some point it's a competition, and everyone has to race. Although crashes are a case by case situation, solo mechanicals are not. I may push a teammate who dropped a chain so that he can pick it back up, but if he stops to put the chain back on, I wouldn't expect him to get a free lap, nor would I expect the field to wait for him.

Even if he was in the Yellow Jersey. In the greatest race in the world.

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Helmet Cam - 2010 Harlem Crit, Cat 3s

Yeah, I finished it. Yeah, it's not that spectacular, not until you get inside the last 200 meters.

That's when the huge crash happened, at least in the 3s.

For the first time I decided to focus on a crash. It's not because I'm gruesome like that, but, man, when you watch it, you keep finding new spectacular things. You have power sliding, endos, bike skating (i.e. you ride onto a bike and skate said bike), a feet-down landing, barriers shoved aside like paper plates, jack-in-the-box riders springing up off the ground, and all sorts of cool things.

So, without further ado, here's Harlem, 2010, a race brought to you by RockstarGames.com and filmed by yours truly.

Enjoy.

Thursday, September 03, 2009

Online Media - Bartape.net

Ordinarily the word "Cervelo" doesn't appear in my vocabulary, but in a media project reminiscent of the ground-breaking BMW videos, here's a great set of clips.

Don't be fooled by the HD monikers, even the standard definition clips are nice to watch.

www.bartape.net

Monday, June 02, 2008

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Tribute to my mom, Part 1 - 2005 Bethel Spring Series

In September 2000, my mom was diagnosed with advanced colon cancer. After fighting for two years, her condition started to deteriorate.

In July 2002, in a miraculous race, I managed to win the CT Criterium Championships by placing a close second in the race (Nutmeg State Games). After the race I called two people to tell them what happened - my mom and my future fiancee.

In 2003 my mom's condition worsened. An inoperable tumor deprived her of sustenance, the outcome inevitable. We talked a lot about her preparations for "that time". And she still did all the things she did to try and recover.

Even in her bed-ridden state, when July 2003 rolled around, my mom asked about the Nutmeg State Games. I wasn't thinking about training or racing and told my mom so. We talked about fighting for survival and I told her that from my point of view it was okay to give up. She had fought hard for almost three years and at that point, bed-ridden, things were inevitable. Time to simply relax could only be good for her. That night she announced to the family that she was giving up her fight against cancer. It seemed to lift a great weight off her shoulders as she could let that responsibility go.

I promised her I'd win two things for her - the Bethel Spring Series and the CT Criterium Championships. I told her that I'll do this "after". As we'd already had our talk about fighting, she knew what I meant. It was one of the last times we talked before her condition deteriorated to the point that I really couldn't talk to her.

She passed away August 9, 2003, surrounded by all of her immediate family.

By that time I'd ballooned up to 191+ lbs (I'm 5'7"). That winter I started training in earnest. Motivation is an incredible thing. I'd spend two or three hours on the trainer, riding at virtually race pace for an hour at a time. I went to Florida with the Bethel Spring Series co-promoter for a week long training camp. And then went to California for a two week long camp.

I came to the 2004 Bethel Spring Series lighter but not in ideal shape. Nevertheless, after some lucky breaks and some very hard fought finishes, I was tied for the lead coming into the last race. I lost the sprint by finishing third and I was second overall in the Series.

I was determined to do better in 2005.

I went to Florida again, California again, and I was almost 30 pounds lighter than my peak weight. Once again I fought hard during the Series. I started the last race of the Series with a one point lead over two other racers, one of which was last year's winner. The way the points work, if we all placed in the top 7, whoever beat the other would win the Series. It was a nerve wracking race, hard fought, under sunny skies.

One of my brothers (and his wife and son) and my dad were there on the last day of the 2005 Bethel Spring Series, as well as a lot of friends. He recorded things from his point of view.

This is part of that tape.

Friday, March 09, 2007

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Shartkozawa - Post Ride updates, video

A couple updates.

One rider Dominique rode with a spectacular bruise on his left side. He mentioned it before the ride but it didn't seem like a big deal. After the ride (where he incidentally stayed with the front group), he asked for a "third opinion" (after his opinion and his wife's opinion). My eyeballs almost fell out of my head as it looked like someone put a baseball under his skin and painted him with a pot of purple and yellow paint.

My reaction wasn't unique. I had him show the bruise to other guys and you could see their eyes actually widen as they took in the damage.

It had been eight days since he actually fell on it. So we all voted he should see a doctor. The report? He'll be okay. There's a chance the "blood ball" (is that a technical term?) may have to be scooped out during a medical procedure.

Yuck.

In other news, I woke up this afternoon at about 2 after calling in sick and trying to read a bit in bed. After answering the phone a lot (it woke me up) and eating a bit, I decided to put up the Shart video. Very short, my first vid, my first YouTube upload, I hope you like it. It's quite generic using Windows Movie Player.



So there it is. Enjoy.