Well I have some good news, my stomach is fine. I have some inflammation in the intestines; however the results for crohn's came back negative. I’m back on a gluten free diet and feeling better.
I did a race a little over a week ago and it went well. Next up is the rehearsal road race up in Woodland Washington. Training has been going good, and I should be riding strong here soon.
My next travel will be back to Kentucky for the world’s trials in mid June. I’ll be heading back with the other juniors on my team Jacob, Marcel, and Austin we are all riding well and should do great. I’m going to be in Portland for a week at the end of this moth to get in some team training and get ready for the team time trial with the other juniors.
I’ll keep you posted
Ian
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Giardia
After lots of tests I found out that I have giardia. I was really surprised because I have already done the test four times and all have come back negative. I have even taken one course of the medication, but that still didn’t get rid of it. At least I know what it is and it’s treatable.
I’ll be going in for an upper and lower colonoscopy on the 5th, so looking forward to that. And earlier this week went in for an MRI because I’ve been having these strange headaches like vertigo and they started after a bike crash I had back in Belgium, so the Doctor wants to make sure that everything is alright.
Just to add to the list of doctor visits I had a problem with my achillies so was off the bike for about the 5 days earlier in the week. Today and yesterday I was able to ride and the weather was nice to everything is good.
I’ll keep you updated
Ian
I’ll be going in for an upper and lower colonoscopy on the 5th, so looking forward to that. And earlier this week went in for an MRI because I’ve been having these strange headaches like vertigo and they started after a bike crash I had back in Belgium, so the Doctor wants to make sure that everything is alright.
Just to add to the list of doctor visits I had a problem with my achillies so was off the bike for about the 5 days earlier in the week. Today and yesterday I was able to ride and the weather was nice to everything is good.
I’ll keep you updated
Ian
Friday, April 11, 2008
Sun
The sun is shining in Bend and I’m loving every minute of it. Today I went out and did intervals on the TT bike and it was awesome to be able to ride in shorts and short sleeves. It was actually the first time all year that I rode in shorts and I even had to search though the closet to find the sunscreen.
The weather should be nice throughout the weekend, so I'll be out riding.
(I didn't see a lot of sun in Belgium)
See you on the road
Ian
The weather should be nice throughout the weekend, so I'll be out riding.
(I didn't see a lot of sun in Belgium)
See you on the road
Ian
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
The beauty of Oregon
I made it home safe, and it’s good to be back.
Getting on the plane and leaving Belgium was the strangest experience I had felt on my whole exchange. Not only was I leaving behind Belgium, but also a new family and house that I had called home for seven months. It seems so far away now, but yet it is still so close, and I know that I will return someday.
The world is big and beautiful, but Oregon is one of the best places to be. When I got off the plane at PDX and saw Mt.Hood with all the other beauty Oregon has to offer I wondered why anyone would want to live anywhere else. The drive from Portland to Bend was awesome as we passed right next to Mt.Hood then entered the high desert. It was a drive that I have done so many times before and yet the first time I ever appreciated all the natural beauty.
Being home is great and yet mysterious. While I was over in Belgium I changed so much as a person, and so far from what I see, most of my friends haven't changed at all.
All in all it’s good to be back home with all my family and friends.
Ian
Getting on the plane and leaving Belgium was the strangest experience I had felt on my whole exchange. Not only was I leaving behind Belgium, but also a new family and house that I had called home for seven months. It seems so far away now, but yet it is still so close, and I know that I will return someday.
The world is big and beautiful, but Oregon is one of the best places to be. When I got off the plane at PDX and saw Mt.Hood with all the other beauty Oregon has to offer I wondered why anyone would want to live anywhere else. The drive from Portland to Bend was awesome as we passed right next to Mt.Hood then entered the high desert. It was a drive that I have done so many times before and yet the first time I ever appreciated all the natural beauty.
Being home is great and yet mysterious. While I was over in Belgium I changed so much as a person, and so far from what I see, most of my friends haven't changed at all.
All in all it’s good to be back home with all my family and friends.
Ian
Sunday, March 16, 2008
24 hour Velo
In Belgium the boy/girl scouts are very popular for all, and this past Saturday over 150 scout groups gathered in Brussels for a twenty four hour bike race. Most of my friends at school and in scouts , so they asked me to come and do a few laps for them and I told them I would.
Saturday Harrison and I eventually found my friends and got ready to do a few laps. It was a great atmosphere surrounding the event. Some teams were going all out with racing bikes and bike clothes, while others slowly peddled their bicycle floats around. This however made the riding that much more dangerous, we saw lots of crashes, as kids would swerve to avoid the slower riders and come into the pit of a rider change.
I did a few laps and had a great time, and didn’t crash.
Last night we where having a BBQ with a fire out on the porch. We live on the top story of an apartment building and have a big balcony in the back. Eric (host father) had a big fire going to heat up some coals and burn some wood he had out on the porch. Harrison and I where sitting upstairs when we heard some sirens in the distance, but moving closer. We made a joke and said that they where probably coming here. As we saw the fire tucks turn the corner onto our street we realized that they were coming here. Shortly after the doorbell rang and two men came running up the stairs with full suits, masks, and airs tanks. Harrison and I were laughing pretty hard, and as we looked out on the street we saw the ladder truck getting ready to send a man up in the basket. The trucks were already hooked up into the fire hydrant, and a large group of curious people watched with anticipation. Soon after the fire men left and the trucks were gone, but not before I got a picture.
Saturday Harrison and I eventually found my friends and got ready to do a few laps. It was a great atmosphere surrounding the event. Some teams were going all out with racing bikes and bike clothes, while others slowly peddled their bicycle floats around. This however made the riding that much more dangerous, we saw lots of crashes, as kids would swerve to avoid the slower riders and come into the pit of a rider change.
I did a few laps and had a great time, and didn’t crash.
Last night we where having a BBQ with a fire out on the porch. We live on the top story of an apartment building and have a big balcony in the back. Eric (host father) had a big fire going to heat up some coals and burn some wood he had out on the porch. Harrison and I where sitting upstairs when we heard some sirens in the distance, but moving closer. We made a joke and said that they where probably coming here. As we saw the fire tucks turn the corner onto our street we realized that they were coming here. Shortly after the doorbell rang and two men came running up the stairs with full suits, masks, and airs tanks. Harrison and I were laughing pretty hard, and as we looked out on the street we saw the ladder truck getting ready to send a man up in the basket. The trucks were already hooked up into the fire hydrant, and a large group of curious people watched with anticipation. Soon after the fire men left and the trucks were gone, but not before I got a picture.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Coming Home!!!!
The rumor is true, I will be packing up and coming home. It's not all smiles, because I will be leaving my friends, family, school, and Belgium behind. It was not an easy decision to come to, but as many of you know I've been having digestive problems for the past 10 months. I have taken several test to detect for bacteria and allergies, but as of now all have come back negative.
My dad and step mom will be visiting from the 20th-30th of March, and I will be following them heading back home at the 2nd of April.
I have been in Belgium now for almost seven months and heading home in three weeks. Its hard for me to grasp, but the dates are set and the ticket is booked. Its not been easy telling my friends that I will be leaving so soon, but the memories that we had will be with us forever.
I'll keep you updated on my packing and such,
Its strange to say, but see you soon.
Ian
My dad and step mom will be visiting from the 20th-30th of March, and I will be following them heading back home at the 2nd of April.
I have been in Belgium now for almost seven months and heading home in three weeks. Its hard for me to grasp, but the dates are set and the ticket is booked. Its not been easy telling my friends that I will be leaving so soon, but the memories that we had will be with us forever.
I'll keep you updated on my packing and such,
Its strange to say, but see you soon.
Ian
Monday, March 3, 2008
Belgium Road Race Round 1
Words have a hard time explaining the craziness of a Belgium junior road race. With a 147 starters, small roads and strong winds, crazy is expected.
Today’s race was in eastern Belgium north or Liege, in Flanders (Dutch speaking). I went to the race with my friend Romain and his father. It was an hours drive, but time passed fast with anticipation for my first race. We arrived and did the normal routine; register, prepare bikes, get dressed, and do a little warm up. Then they allowed us to start lining up at the start, which is always a nut house over here, everyone trying to get the best position, as though it matters for a 50 mile race.
The course was relatively flat with some very small rollers. A very strong wind was present and the roads were dry. The race started with one large 62km loop, then fallowed by four 5km laps that passed through the start/finish area. Out on course we road several cobblestone sections, but generally in Belgium the road conditions are not very good, and that proved true again today.
147 starters (the largest field I’ve ever started with) waited at the line for the gun to fire, and when it did there was no time to enjoy the view, as everyone was instantly in their 52x14 (going fast). This is where everything just gets crazy. Riders are jumping up on the curbs, pushing each other, cutting the corners through grass fields, is so crazy you have to be there to understand. I saw a kid jump up on the curb, ride through a grass field for 75 meters, the through some gravel, to cut the corner to move up to the front. It sounds crazy and it is, but that’s what it takes to get to the front of the pack.
I started near the front row, but was quickly dropping back as I watch rider after rider jump onto the sidewalk trying to move up. I drifted pretty far back before I realized that I needed to start working my way to the front. Its no easy task working your way to the front in a group of 147, but with time it can be done. I eventually saw the front of the race, and saw a few people try to attack so I went along. We were quickly brought back. I went back into the middle of the field and recovered there for awhile. I went to the front again and tried an attack with an another group, but was pulled back again.
We then were into the smaller loops, and I found myself again near the back. I was very slowly moving up, but the small roads and fast speed made it hard to reach the front. Going into the last loop the group was still altogether so I knew that things would start getting dicey for the finish. On the last lap I swear in almost every corner a rider went down. I had no chance of getting to the front, so I just played it safe and held my position in the back. Before I knew it we were at 200 meters to go, and I was grabbing my brakes. There had been a crash at the front and Romain was involved. I slowly picked my way through the carnage and rolled across the line. I have no idea as to where I finished, but somewhere near the back.
Romain landed hard on his wrist and was in a lot of pain after the race, so we packed up the bikes and headed home. They dropped me off at my house and the went to the hospital to get an x-ray. It turned out that he broke his wrist and will be in a cast for the next six weeks. I really feel sorry for him, he had a knee problem last year that kept him out for two months and this year this. But he’s a warrior and will be back.
I don’t know when my next race will be because I normally go with Romain, but hope it will be soon. My goal for the next race it to stay in the front, and never find myself in the back.
All in all it was a; fast, hard and dangerous race, covering over 50 miles in 2 hours. Our average speed was above 25m.p.h.
Till next time
Keep it real
Ian
Today’s race was in eastern Belgium north or Liege, in Flanders (Dutch speaking). I went to the race with my friend Romain and his father. It was an hours drive, but time passed fast with anticipation for my first race. We arrived and did the normal routine; register, prepare bikes, get dressed, and do a little warm up. Then they allowed us to start lining up at the start, which is always a nut house over here, everyone trying to get the best position, as though it matters for a 50 mile race.
The course was relatively flat with some very small rollers. A very strong wind was present and the roads were dry. The race started with one large 62km loop, then fallowed by four 5km laps that passed through the start/finish area. Out on course we road several cobblestone sections, but generally in Belgium the road conditions are not very good, and that proved true again today.
147 starters (the largest field I’ve ever started with) waited at the line for the gun to fire, and when it did there was no time to enjoy the view, as everyone was instantly in their 52x14 (going fast). This is where everything just gets crazy. Riders are jumping up on the curbs, pushing each other, cutting the corners through grass fields, is so crazy you have to be there to understand. I saw a kid jump up on the curb, ride through a grass field for 75 meters, the through some gravel, to cut the corner to move up to the front. It sounds crazy and it is, but that’s what it takes to get to the front of the pack.
I started near the front row, but was quickly dropping back as I watch rider after rider jump onto the sidewalk trying to move up. I drifted pretty far back before I realized that I needed to start working my way to the front. Its no easy task working your way to the front in a group of 147, but with time it can be done. I eventually saw the front of the race, and saw a few people try to attack so I went along. We were quickly brought back. I went back into the middle of the field and recovered there for awhile. I went to the front again and tried an attack with an another group, but was pulled back again.
We then were into the smaller loops, and I found myself again near the back. I was very slowly moving up, but the small roads and fast speed made it hard to reach the front. Going into the last loop the group was still altogether so I knew that things would start getting dicey for the finish. On the last lap I swear in almost every corner a rider went down. I had no chance of getting to the front, so I just played it safe and held my position in the back. Before I knew it we were at 200 meters to go, and I was grabbing my brakes. There had been a crash at the front and Romain was involved. I slowly picked my way through the carnage and rolled across the line. I have no idea as to where I finished, but somewhere near the back.
Romain landed hard on his wrist and was in a lot of pain after the race, so we packed up the bikes and headed home. They dropped me off at my house and the went to the hospital to get an x-ray. It turned out that he broke his wrist and will be in a cast for the next six weeks. I really feel sorry for him, he had a knee problem last year that kept him out for two months and this year this. But he’s a warrior and will be back.
I don’t know when my next race will be because I normally go with Romain, but hope it will be soon. My goal for the next race it to stay in the front, and never find myself in the back.
All in all it was a; fast, hard and dangerous race, covering over 50 miles in 2 hours. Our average speed was above 25m.p.h.
Till next time
Keep it real
Ian
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