single speed world champs..!

it's been a while since i last packed a bike into a bike case... i missed it. last time was way back in 2008, when i went to the states to travel with my beloved RV.

the bikes have changed since, but so has the person riding them... 3 years ago i was a full time racer, no strings attached, out on my own kind of person. i loved every minute of. today i'm flying with my own family, as a husband and a father, and i'm so much more excited...

my two girls are already packed, and its just a few hours till our flight. my parents are already packed, too, as they can't miss any of my big races... this is the place to thank you, mom and dad, for being there for me, for us... i love you so much.

next post will be from Ireland, with a beer in one hand, and mud on my face. wish me luck!!

random thoughts...

two more bike riders were killed on the road last saturday. another weekend, another road casualty. its such a shame, seeing whole families shattered to pieces... it doesn't surprise anyone any more, as the israeli drivers and infrastacture are both totaly useless, especialy when it comes to taking care of bike riders. people just don't care, and nor do the authorities.

riders will keep getting killed every other weekend, till the day every new road built, will have a separate lane for road cyclists. till that day, we'll just have to keep riding off road... i won't argue with that.

its one week till our flight to ireland, and today i finished my last hard workout- a race simulation in ben-shemen. i found this short course, that has it all- two steep hills, three fast singletracks and one high RPM, two minute spin fest. 3x30 minute simulation were more than enough, considering the 80% humidity.

by the end of the session my jersey was as heavy as my bike, and my legs were as heavy as our family car. conclusion- i'm ready to move to ireland.

getting ready...

in three weeks time we'll be in Ireland, drinking beer, breathing in the scenery, chasing little leprechauns on the green slopes of the lush, wet hills. so moran and i thought it would be a great idea to go to the temple bar and practice our beer drinking.

we tried different kinds of beers, and i got home on my knees. i think i have to keep working on my drinking abilities. the irish people are not tolerant to weak drinkers like me.

french fries, on the other hand... these i can eat all day long.

got to love that fat.

mmm.