Peace Out!

See ya later, gangstas. I'm leaving this afternoon for Italy. I'll be back next Monday, and I'll make sure to take some nice, pretty pictures.

Kellogg's Corn Pops

So I bought a box of them and inside was a present, for me. It was a pedometer. I'd never played with one so I jumped around with it; I even let Jung take it in for extra shower time and he gave it back with 26574 steps, pretty impressive. So the point of this blog is the disclaimer that came with the pedometer:

8. Participants take part in exercise at their own risk.
9. Kellogg's will not be held responsible for any illness or injury that is incurred while using the pedometer

It's pretty damn funny that in our society, companies feel it necessary to protect themselves against people getting hurt if they offer a tool to encourage exercising (such as my new pedometer).

Holla at the tour of california. And Holla at Kiel and Kevin at the Valley of the Sun Stage Race.

Dorkfest 2007

So, if any of you are curious about this goofy winter triathlon thing I've been doing, here's a bit of info to educate and amuse you. I suggest you check out the official website for the race I'm doing in Italy: trigransanbernardo.it. Since you're all fluent in Italian, it should be very informative. At the very least, you can check out the web cam, which is nice. If you're totally bored out of your mind, you can watch a video from the race I did up at Winter Park a couple weekends ago: insidetri.com. It's under the recent videos tab. Looks just splendid doesn't it? I'm afraid that if you're one of those latte-sipping hipsters who's too cool for a PC, this video won't work. So sorry. I suppose you'll just have to satisfy yourself with this photo of me going head-to-head with Nat Ross. I'll be leaving on the 27th, and who knows, maybe I'll find a saucy little Italian gal and settle down in a Roman villa, wiling away the days with wine and bocce. Either way, I'll be sure to write.

Two Forties On Top In NM

As the Front Range of Colorado continues with the deep freeze winter, the Blur and 80's Freak Tietzel were on the top of the Sandia Peak hovering over Albuquerque, NM letting the world know that the Fort will dominate overall!



The Blur is now in AZ getting ready to throw down at the Valley of the Sun Race, while 80's Freak continues to log the base down in NM. The rest of the Fort is busy keeping up the presence at the local raging parties around Boulder.

Three Greats

First and foremost, Spencer, the salad queen, represented the Chamois Army Fort by qualifying today to go to the 2007 Winter Triathlon World Championship on March 3 in Flassen, Italy. Fyeah! He walloped all except two competitors to take third in the 8K run, 15K bike ride and 10K ski loop.

Second, I'd like to introduce to the Chamois Army Fort, Lauren. Lauren is a nubile aloe vera plant and will join Pat and the other plants on the microwave and toaster getting the sunrise every morning.

Thirdly, some hooligans (of whom I am jealous) skied a gully on the third flatiron in Boulder. Check out an article from the local paper: http://www.dailycamera.com/news/2007/feb/02/boulder-pair-pioneer-ridiculous-flatirons-ski/

Now let the chamois army fort keep representing.....

Winter Training At Its Best

Today with the lead of senior members Salad Queen and Crinny, CAF joined forces with another cycling house in Boulder to throw down some sick winter training. With the temp just above 30, and yesterday's snowstorm gone leaving Boulder with about 4 inches, we headed out on the mountain bikes to scientifically determine the conditions of the local trails. Our first stop on the way out of town was a local sledding hill. There some nice young kids enjoying the morning until the posy pulled up and decided to ride up the hill and descend taking some of the snow jumps on the way. The hill was quickly cleared and the kids watched on as we gracefully showed some snow riding skills (see videos in album). Then after riding some nice snow pack for awhile, we traversed a ledge into a nice 40mph wind, complete with blowing snow. I think everyone was grinning the whole way. then we tried riding some flat trails south of the city, only to find too many drifts to get anywhere, so we looked west down to the cow pastures. They looked nice and clear. I pointed the direction and Crinny took the lead down a nice rocky drop and into a free-ride of the pastures. The ride was nicely rounded off with a few demonstrations of how to dismount your bike quickly (see videos in photo album). All in all just another day in paradise.

The CAF and "Bike House" Collide Album

Shout Out to Jamey Driscoll...

Let's hear it for our homie, Jamey Driscoll. This fine young fellow stayed at the CAF for a few days while en-route to a victorious campaign in the USGP Cyclocross U-23 category. Just this past weekend, the distinguished rider from Vermont competed at Cyclocross World Championships in Belgium and took home the honor of best North American in the U-23. Check out this action photo, and bask in the glory of the mullet.

Salute Your Shorts!

I think someone left their shorts at the CAF!



Well they will be waiting for your salute.

On the night

I would like to add that I think the wall got the better end of that deal. I am still recovering...

Top 10 Moments from the Scott Tietzel Memorial Party

10. Jungle Juice... good thing we still have about 2 gallons of this left over. Anyone thirsty?
9. Barely Legal playing cards + girls + King's Cup = Hilarity.
8. Alia (sp?) rubbing a beer pong loss into Collin's face.
7. Kiel dominating beer pong.
6. Petey Pablo. Petey: thanks for giving us all one more opportunity to see Kiel's bare chest.
5. A 40 oz for every Mulleteer is a recipe for a great evening.
4. Crinny wearing his demolished boxers as a bandoleer after a violent wedgie episode.
3. Where is Kiel's right Croc?
2. Duuudeee... did I break your glasses, Christian?


Drumroll...


1. Kiel pulling a piledriver on our TV room wall. Does our lovely house really deserve that kind of abuse?

Tonite we party, yah...

It's on, suckas. That's right, time to throw down at the CAF. Come out, get wasted, get fucked and go home. And clean up after yourself too, eh? Don't be one of those jackasses who leaves a big old wine stain on our nice white carpet. We're all very proud of our carpets and don't want them to be stained, shorn, sullied or dishonored in any way. That's all for now.
Wu Tang 4eva.