They say when a writer officially runs out of things to talk about they look around themselves. So that's what I guess I'm doing here. To stay current, relevant, and since Madison has officially reached 100 inches of snow and it doesn't look like i'll be riding anywhere for a while, I'm turning to my fellow hamsters at the wheel that is Trek Bicycle Corp.
You may have noticed that you just read the words "100 inches of snow" in the preceding paragraph. This winter has brought with it a ridiculous amount of snow and turned southern Wisconsin into a bunch of cranky, pain-killer abusing shut-ins. You'd be surprised how bad your back hurts after shoveling 100 inches of snow off of your driveway. I'm currently throwing back a mixture of Flinstone's vitamins, Excedrin, with a nice Prozac chaser. Not recommended. Throw in Brett Favre's retirement and people around here are starting to think "what's the point?".
Well some of us would rather innovate than whine and that's exactly what an engineer named Kevin Blake did. With 100 inches of snow a salesperson would sell snowcones. With 100 inches of snow a PR specialist would tell you that at least it was a gradual 100 inches. It took an engineer to build something in order to do something about it. Using a few parts of a "deceased" riding lawn mower, Kevin built the ultimate way to get some off-season spinning and move some serious powder at the same time.
My fellow Trekkies are actually doing some pretty wild things in between bringing you the best bikes in the whole world. I'll do a feature once in a while where we lift the curtain a little and see what's going on behind the front desk. We'll tip our hats to the nerds of the world and call it "Trekkies!".
Don't worry, I'll be in a much better mood during the next post. I think the Prozac's starting to kick in.