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Entries from November 29, 2009 - December 5, 2009

The Katie Compton Interview | Recorded by Brian Patrick

I'm amazed by elite athletes. So many have a perception that they are standoffish premedonna types. Not Katie. Not by a long stretch. Interviewing Katie is ore like hanging out with her and as you'll see, so core and down to earth it's amazing. You can't help but want her to win and win big in Tabor in January.

Thanks to Brian Patrick of On site Media, I can re-cast this to you to enjoy and learn more about Katie and her incredible husband Mark Legg-Compton (whom I race with and have learned TONS about the nuances of cross bikes and equipment over the years).


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Happy Hour with Katie Compton! | Plus a Q & A with Mud and Cowbells


Brandon has put something special together this coming Friday, Dec. 4th from 5pm to 7pm at Boulder Cycle Sport! Come on in and bring your kids for a Q & A and autograph session with current U.S. Cyclocross National Champion Katie Compton! We’ve not only got Katie captive, but also her husband Mark Legg-Compton, before they head to Bend for a bid on the Stars and Bars and back to Europe for a shot at THE Jersey: The World Champion’s. Yours truly will be asking Katie some questions about her campaign, training….well just about anything! Send me your questions via comments to this post!

Boulder Cycle Sport will also be having a raffle to raise money for the Boulder Junior Cycling program and have TONS of great stuff from SRAM, ZIPP, CRANK BROTHERS and TRP to give away! We will do a short question and answer session with Katie and Mark, then Katie will mingle with the crowd and sign autographs, while Mark will answer questions and talk about Katie's race bike.

So come on in to BCS on Friday December 4th and meet our Nation’s Cyclocross Champion and learn the ins and outs of being a top pro on the European CX circuit!

This event brought to you by our fantastic sponsors:


Happy 3rd Birthday M & C | What next?

This whole blogging thing started three years ago for me on a whim and I've documented plenty of times previously what the inspiration was. I would simply document the path to getting to Master's Worlds in Belgium and then jettison the blog once my mission was complete.

But alas it's still here and the fun in writing has never waned. The single most important aspect however are the connections between real people. I truly feel the power of what the internet could be (or should be) by writing truthfully and growing connections between people (me included!) that feel the same way and share similar experiences. It's an awesome, truly awesome, thing to experience.

I am not sure where all this is going to go but am envisioning the next evolution of Mud and Cowbells. I envision a growing group of authors, an evolution of the blogging platform to involve more video and of course a growth in our community of 'crossers....especially the ones who have to struggle to balance to fit it all in. The working, the life responsibilities to family or school and of course the racing and joy of being on the bike.

Thank you all for reading regularly and I will do my damnedest to try and keep you entertained!

Cross Racing Week 11 | Don’t overlook the obvious

image“"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once and a while, you could miss it.”


-Ferris Bueller

We all work so hard and manage our own versions of the three part teeter totter. It’s who we are and what we do. Week in and week out. Round and round…or up and down as the teeter totters. We…eat, work, contrive a smile, work, eat, am i getting a cold?, try to stay sane, be present with our kids and loved ones, work, stress, don't eat that cookie…OK just one, work, sleep, wake, eat…and so it goes all week thinking of the weekend ahead, the weather in the forecast and the venue that will allow us to release ourselves and purge the demons over barriers, up hills, on sweet trails and on great rubber.

But there has to be more. There is life beyond our self-centered universes. Right?

For each day you spend in this vicious cycle, a bit of distance grows between you and what is important. For me that is obviously my family and friends. How many times are you driving or on the bus and you have your cell phone in hand, see a name of your friend in your contacts list and don't hit ‘call’ to say hello. “Ahh, I’ll give him a buzz tomorrow.” And tomorrow turns to weeks. How often are you avoiding obligations that could ‘interfere with your legs-up time’ and before you know it, opportunities to connect with neighbors is wasted. It’s a tough balance.

This Thanksgiving week brought a lot of that to the surface for me personally. Our dearest family friends, the Balls, came into town to celebrate what is becoming our collective ‘tradition’. We all looked forward to this for weeks if not months. Joe is the one responsible for my ‘cross fixation having effectively taught me everything I know back when we lived in SF, pre-kids, careers just starting. So lots of talk of ‘cross would happen this Thanksgiving. Lots of beers downed. Lots of laughs had all the while our children getting to play together like cousins. But alas, we virtually ALL got sick with a vicious flu. Down like dominoes we went one by one. You could imagine how the moods would spiral into the darkness. I found myself going there fast. Bitter. Snapping at my boys. Patience completely lost. Bummed that I am going to finally go down the sickness path I’d been avoiding like a hypochondriac all season so I dare not miss a single one of my races. Digressing into a vinegar-filled little boy.

And then it hit me: Stu Thorne is not waiting with baited anticipation for the ‘right moment’ to call me and beg me to come race with TJ and JPows on his team with a large six figure contract and free Dugasts for life.


Life happens people (and yes, I’m telling myself this too). My friends being in my house this Thanksgiving, spending priceless time together even while we’re all sick, was such a great reminder of ‘life’. Real honest to goodness life. Laughs still happening even while vomiting in syncopation because you’re in such proximity of your close ‘family' having such needed time together.

Relax. Try your best in everything you care about and do what you can to maintain happiness. Holding onimage too tight merely strangles the life out of anything good. I generally do this….but I have to remind myself (or get reminded) of my idiocy from time to time. It’s hard though, because I love it all so much.

So with that diatribe known above, the weekend had some great racing action and I needed to let things roll off my back. I was simply out of commission and I relaxed and simply…forgot about racing! While Friday was spent in bed almost the whole day, Saturday was spent resting and re-entering civilization. If I felt semi-alive Sunday, I’d go and race in Golden at the RVV race.

Sunday came and when my eyes cracked open while still in bed, I did one of those full ‘body scans’: Do I have that fever? Is my stomach still in knots? Do I have to rush to the toilet? Luckily, I felt fairly alive.

I made the drive down to Golden and figured I’d do a hot lap and then make a decision. The gut still sort of ached but the legs felt decent yet the course Clay Harris and the RVV crew created was too irresistible to pass up. Honestly, it was too fun to say no to. Thus the decision was made to stay and go and race in the blissful sun.

image I won’t bore you with the blow by blow of my 35 A’s race. It was another top 10 (10th), fought hard for, with not enough power to stay with the chase group trying to nab Jon and Timmy, but enough power and flow to keep the wolves at bay trying to take me back. No complaints.

What I will spend time on though was the course:

Grass, sand, perfect grade climbs and fun rolling and flowy paths to put the hammer down on. They also injected a set of steep man made stairs to get your Belgie on which was super fun.

So, the ‘official’ season is almost done. CO States is this coming weekend. I’m feeling better and still excited to race…albeit with a reminder of what I am doing and why I do it. I pan across my group of racing compatriots…virtually every one of us…with more-than-full-time gigs, a gaggle of kids, tons of obligations…all of us balancing. And I smile. I can’t be the only knob stressing about these things, can I?

Nah. I’m not the only one who overlooks the obvious on occasion.

OK, maybe I do a little more…

Oh, and if you made it this far, here's a vide encapsulation of EXACTLY what I am talking about above.