Happy New Year!

2009 was a great ride for Tommaso Bicycles! We introduced some new models such as the Ninja, Old School, Tricked Out, D&D, Tiempo, Corvo and Superleggera and developed 3 tri bikes and 2 cyclocross bikes that will be released soon! We raced the prototype carbon Sixth Sense tri bike at Ironman Louisville and then followed up with a full season of racing cyclocross on the carbon SRAM Rival equipped Tommaso Diavolo. Along the way we revamped the carbon road frame and made some tweaks to the line of our aluminum bikes and even added a steel bike to the Tommaso family.

Tommaso also made a lot of friends on Facebook, Twitter and YouTube. These channels of communication enjoy plenty of visitors. We welcome you to visit us on these formats and become part of the conversation and part of the Tommaso Nation. In 2010 we look to offer more insight into the process of developing and producing our bikes. The Facebook Fan Page is a great place to learn about the bikes and ask questions to the Product Manager. Our Product Manager spends a lot of time immersed in tire technology and frame materials so it is best he gets some human interaction on a regular basis.

Thanks to you all for making 2009 a successful year for Tommaso Bicycles. Our success is not measured by the amount of bikes we sell alone. Our success is measured by the joy our customers get from riding our bikes, improving their fitness and being a part of the Tommaso family…the Tommaso Nation!

Happy New Year!

Team Tommaso

Tommaso Announces New Carbon Road Bike Line

www.tommasobikes.com (December 11, 2009) - Tommaso Bicycles is proud to release a new family of carbon road bikes. The three new models are the Corvo, Aggraziato and Superleggera. All three models are based on the same high modulus monocoque carbon frame platform that weighs in at 2.2 pounds for a 52cm frame. According to the Tommaso product team this is the perfect balance of lightweight material to performance. The frames were tested for over two years and the new carbon frames from Tommaso have proven to be tough for wear yet comfortable to ride.

The Tommaso Corvo is the entry level model and comes equipped with Shimano Tiagra/105 componentry, Shimano R-500 wheels fitted with Hutchinson tires, FSA Vero compact crank and Tommaso bar, stem, seatpost and saddle. The lightweight carbon frame has a carbon fork with an aluminum steer tube to save money and provide the consumer with carbon at an aluminum bike price.

The Tommaso Aggraziato gets a facelift in looks and performance. This Tommaso carbon model comes dressed with Shimano Ultegra components, Shimano RS10 wheels with Hutchinson tires, FSA Gossamer compact crank and FSA headset. The frame is Tommaso’s high modulus monocoque carbon frame with a carbon/aluminum fork. Silver decals, matching silver handlebar tape and a Tommaso TRS saddle finish off the lightweight carbon frame.

The top offering from Tommaso is the Superleggera with its monocoque carbon frame and full carbon fork. On this model you will find Shimano Dura-Ace 7800 shifters and rear derailleur with Ultegra 6600 front derailleur, Shimano RS20 wheels with Hutchinson tires, FSA Gossamer crank and TRS Tommaso bar, stem and post. Tommaso has entered the component market with its own bar, stem, post and saddle on the mid-higher tier models in the line. With Tommaso having the ability to produce their own line of high quality components, they have found that it gives them greater control over what they can offer the consumer while the cost remains low and performance remains competitive.

2010 will see the introduction of more carbon offerings from Tommaso. There are plans for the release of a SRAM Rival carbon cyclocross bike and two carbon triathlon bikes. The carbon tri bike was developed during 2009 and raced at Ironman Louisville. The carbon cross bike has been appearing at the cyclocross series in Colorado for the last four months. This will be a big year for Tommaso as they are doubling the size of their line. Tommaso is also interacting with consumers on their Facebook Fan Page and Twitter (www.facebook.com/tommasobikes, www.twitter.com/tommasobikes) and listening to what the consumers want in a bike. TR Maloney, Tommaso Bicycles Product Manager, said: “If it makes good sense on a performance and a price level we’ll throw the idea in the mix. We really enjoy our interaction with the fans of Tommaso. How many other companies give you direct access to the people making the bikes?” This direct access has created what is affectionately known as Tommaso Nation, a group of customers who interact and give input on the direction of Tommaso Bicycles.

About Tommaso Bikes:

Founded in 1985 Tommaso Bicycle Company’s philosophy is to produce the finest bicycles in the world. We are committed to excellence in the design, craftsmanship, and distribution of our beloved Road Bicycles.

At Tommaso, we adhere to strict comprehensive quality control. Every bicycle must pass a relentless and rigorous criterion of tests before they ever make it into production.

Our systematic prepping process guarantees precision setups. Every Tommaso bicycles leaves our factories with a lifetime guarantee.

Our mission is to combine our old world tradition of maximum attention to detail in shaping our premier frame tubes and precision paint schemes with cutting edge technology and innovation.

Beauty and performance are evident in all of our models from their race proven geometries, cutting edge ergonomic design and inspiring and flowing elegant aesthetics.

Relish the sense of adventure and elegance captured on a Tommaso bicycle.

Tommaso has a presence on the web that is unrivaled by any bike company. You can catch up with Team Tommaso at www.tommasobikes.com, tommasobikes.blogspot.com, www.twitter.com/tommasobikes, and www.facebook.com/tommasobikes. Tommaso values your opinion and invites you to join in on the conversation, let’s make a better product together!

Where It All Started

Every year around this time I get a little nostalgic remembering the days of my youth. It must be the chill in the air that reminds me of those cold Midwestern mornings riding my bike. I fell in love with cycling at a very early age. When I was 3-years old I tried to ride my tricycle off the driveway into the street. Luckily my older brother stopped me…by grabbing my arm and accidentally breaking it…I must have been going fast! I was the youngest of seven children and when I needed an escape the bike was always willing to get me out of the house. Of course being the youngest also meant hand-me-down bikes and with mostly sisters I had a lot of step-thru “girls” bikes to ride. I didn’t care as long as it had wheels.

Then came a very special Christmas when everything changed. On Christmas morning there it was hidden behind the big chair in the living room…my very own 10 speed road bike! I flipped out! When you are used to hand me down clothes, toys and bikes a new anything is a reason to rejoice. When that new something is a bike you really thank the lucky stars. It was a yellow Free-Spirit from Sears. It was bright yellow and had black handlebar tape and stem mounted shifters (sure to impale one’s lungs in case of an accident).

To say I rode that bike is an understatement. I wore every bolt, cable and tire off that bike in the following years. I would wake up at 6:00 in the morning and wait for just enough sunlight so I could get out and ride. I would then circle through the neighborhood streets waiting for my friend’s lights to turn on signaling they were awake. At the end of the day I would race the sun to get home before the gas lamp lit on the corner of our yard. There was big trouble waiting for a 10-year old boy when he wasn’t home before dark.

Once I decided my little town wasn’t enough I started breaking the rules and crossing the bridge (a big no-no) into the next town. The bridge was very close to a highway and I was told to never go near the busy streets. I would anyway and I soon found myself little by little exploring new territory. The next town over wasn’t as nice as my town as the roads were a little rougher and the houses a lot smaller. I began to see a difference in lifestyles and economics. I started to really appreciate the hard work my mother was doing keeping us afloat in our part of town.

As with life there are ups and downs and one morning I woke up and my bike was gone. It was stolen from outside our house in the carport (dang I wish we had a garage). I was heartbroken and on top of that in trouble for not locking my bike. If my mother only knew how upset I was at myself I don’t think she would have buried me with further punishment. I had lost my freedom and my favorite bike. For days I hunted the streets hoping to catch a glimpse of my beautiful yellow machine. Even with the patches of missing handlebar wrap, wobbly wheels and shifter housing held down with electrical tape it was still beautiful to me.

I was back on my sister’s bike for the rest of the year. It was a 3-speed bike with coaster brakes. I was missing my speedy yellow machine with caliper brakes and road drop handlebars. Then on my birthday a new surprise was waiting for me in the living room. It was a Schwinn Phantom Mag Scrambler. I actually cried right there sitting on the glossy black bike. Even though we were struggling economically my Mom managed to find a way to buy me a nice bike. I was smarter with this bike and would bring it inside at night to keep unwanted hands off my machine.

I would like to think those moments are why I still ride a bike 30 years later. To me there is nothing better than owning a bike. It is part childhood, part escape, part fitness and a whole lot of fun. It’s small enough to store in the hallway yet big enough to change your life. My mom passed away years ago but I smile every time I think about the real meaning behind the gifts of cycling she gave me. I hope she knows how thankful I am for the independence, the fitness, the adventures and the great career. Thanks Mom!

Happy Holidays-TR Maloney

The Gift of Cycling

I have written a lot of holiday articles about shopping for a cyclist in the family or training tips this time of year when the treats are plenty and the miles are few. This is a crazy time of year. Bad weather and out of town guests push one’s patience to the limits. That is why I have taken the following approach for so many years. Now is the time to invest in you, set a goal and reinvent yourself and start anew.

Don’t waste your time on a New Year’s resolution that rarely survives the first week. Start today, choose a goal and go after it now! A bicycle is a lifeboat in a sea of fatty foods and aging. A bicycle is a very important part of my life. So much so it has become part of my identity.

This year listen close to table talk during the family get together. Over Thanksgiving I heard “Remember Uncle with the beard and the pick-up truck…” and “Oh that is your grandma. She had a lot of cats and when you walked in her house…” You get the picture. When I go home the first thing that is tied to me is my bicycle. My Aunt will say “I heard you rode you bike in Switzerland this year” and “We watched you online at Ironman…” That is how I want to be remembered. Don’t you?

Buying a Tommaso bike won’t change your life. It will help, but you need to change your life. The Tommaso bike is just a tool to take you on your way. I will say it every year as long as I live; riding a bike has made my life so much better. All the good in my life can be traced back to riding a bike. My health, my friends and my job all have cycling as the background theme. Being a part of Tommaso Nation is a great feeling.

If you want to get fit, explore the outdoors or feel like a kid again get yourself a bike. In my 16-year career in cycling I have always enjoyed the first moment when a customer is getting on a bike. As soon as they start pedaling the biggest smile appears and they light up with joy.

Get your bike this year, don’t wait. I've never known anyone to get fit buying a big screen TV. Start off with a reasonable goal and go after it. When I started I was overweight and out of shape. My goal was to ride 20 miles in one day. It took me some time but I made my goal and wanted to go farther. A year or so and 40-pounds later I was preparing to ride a MS-150 ride in honor of my mother who I lost to Multiple Sclerosis. I rode my bike so hard the first day I was going through the check points so fast they didn't have water for me. They weren't ready. I had to have a friend pull up next to me in a car and hand me water. I know it is not a race but I just wanted to show my Mom how much I missed her and pedaling as hard as I could seemed like a fitting tribute. The second day I did the same and I knew then that cycling would always be a part of my life.

Whatever reason gets you on a bike embrace it. Ride for fun, to lose weight or to raise money for a good cause. A bike is an investment in you. Fad diets will not get you where you want to go. There is no video game that can create the feeling of finishing your first 100 mile ride. There is no better way explore the roads and scenery than on a bike. You’ve been good this year. Get your bike!

The Tommaso Mondial Rocks!

Every now and then I get a moment to stop and write about a Tommaso bike that I love to ride. Of course as a Tommaso Product Manager I have the chance to ride a lot of bikes, but there are some that catch my attention for personal reasons. This has to do with time in the saddle as well as my history in cycling. Let’s just say I was racing on down tube shifters and wearing a neon pink racing kit…yeah, I’ve been in the game a little while.

One of the bikes that returns to my attention often is the Tommaso Mondial. It comes up more frequently than Kiss songs on my iPod. The Mondial is a rock star in its own right. It has the time-tested Ultegra 6600 STI shifters, Ultegra 6600 rear derailleur and Ultegra 6600 front derailleur. There’s nothing to worry about and no need for an upgrade. The Ultegra is an amazing group that appears on a couple of my bikes. I have Ultegra on my travel bike (it’s been around the world a few times) and it comes out of the case shifting every time. One of the best parts about the Mondial spec is the FSA Gossamer crank. Most people don’t know that a certain World Champion time trial God prefers the aluminum Gossamer over the carbon FSA cranks because of the Gossamer's stiffness. We feel that if it is good enough for him it should be good enough for Tommaso Nation.

Another nice feature of the FSA Gossamer crank is the compact 50/34 tooth arrangement. Compact cranks are great for just about everyone except the most elite cyclists. Then again some pros have used them during the mountain stages of well known races. Choosing a compact crank makes good sense for many reasons. It's lighter and the gear range is better, making it much easier to use than a triple. The compact gives you all gearing options that you need, especially when the road points upward. That's where you'll really enjoy the 34 tooth front chainring.

The cockpit of the Tommaso Mondial is very comfortable. As a product manager I have a collection of handlebars. I travel the world and have been known to amuse others as I try out every bar that I can get my hands on. I maneuver into the descending position, get into sprint mode and climbing position. I ride the tops, drops and hoods. After years of racing, training, centuries and MS-150 rides, I know what fits most hands comfortably. If you check out the Tommaso Blog you will see that I have written a piece on what is involved in choosing good handlebars. If you ever see me on a long ride I will be happy to discuss my insane testing system for cycling saddles, bar wrap and even sunglasses…I’m a little bit of a freak.

The color of the Mondial is another draw for me. In the sunlight the bold blue is killer! It looks incredible with the black paint and white decals. I do enjoy bikes that look fast even when not moving. The 12K weave on the fork legs only enhances the racy feel of the bike. The carbon TRS Tommaso fork is stout with no wimpy fork flex under the duress of white knuckle descending. I am amazed at how much vibration and deflection I have noticed in super-light (READ: Super Expensive) boutique forks that feel great in your hands but offer very little in real-world performance.

Riding a Tommaso Mondial is pure joy. All the parts come together in harmony and the ride is wonderful. The gearing allows for an all around smooth ride, the Shimano components take care of the work and the comforting shapes of the saddle and handlebar leave your attention where it belongs-on the road. The 32-hole Alex 450 rims were chosen because they are workhorse rims. They can be easily trued and the machined brake surface is a welcome comfort when the weather gets nasty.

When you step on the pedals the Mondial accelerates very quickly. The geometry allows me to sit “in” the bike and not “on” the bike. It's almost as if the Mondial is reading my mind. When I think "turn" it dives in and rips right through. If I see a hole in the pack it jumps right in and when the road goes up the bike answers to standing on the pedals with a healthy return of speed.

The bottom line is that cycling is about your time away from worry, work and traffic jams. Isn’t it nice to know when you get home you can grab a Tommaso and disappear for a comforting ride? The bike is going to last. The parts are chosen to get the job done at a price that is unbeatable. Tommaso wants you to go for a ride and not be taken for one.

After a race this summer I was asked, "Who are the members of Team Tommaso?" I replied “Everyone that is smart enough to buy a Tommaso". In reading the great comments about our bikes on the Facebook Fan Page I am reminded that we are all part of the same great team. Here’s to the long rides and journeys we take on our Tommaso Bikes.

Team Tommaso

Crossing Over For Fall

I blame Damien Rice for tainting my return to cyclocross after an 8-year absence. How did “Blower’s Daughter” get stuck in my head for the whole race? It is hard to get the game face on with such gentle music. I wanted Pantera to provide the theme music for my crushing return! Sure I raced once last year but that doesn’t count as I had just arrived in Colorado 48-hours earlier and I was trying to hold my own at 7,000 feet on a borrowed bike! I might as well have punched myself in the stomach with only a straw in my mouth to catch my breath and jumped on an angry horse without a saddle…that was pretty much the feeling I had racing cross at Pike’s Peak.

Well this year is different! I have my own new carbon Tommaso cross bike and some good fitness left over from Ironman. Of course I don’t know how much help the endurance fitness will be since racing well below one’s aerobic threshold for 11+ hours is not drooling down one’s chin at 20-beats over one’s aerobic threshold while sprinting out of every corner and jumping 18” high hurdles for 45 minutes! I don’t think I could find another cycling sport the exact opposite of Ironman…but there I was toeing the line 20 days later no aerobars or pointy helmet.

Luckily I am on a team with 14 great guys all dressed up in VeloNews team gear. It helps when you are suffering to see a familiar face or at least a blur of red and black through tears…I mean sweat during a race. The Velo boys are friendly, supportive and very fast. I hope to learn from them as the season progresses. More so I hope to prove that the new Tommaso carbon bike is a strong bike that can handle the tough conditions of cyclocross.

If it is going to break…cross will break it. Just ask the bulge sticking out of my shoulder neck area…it is the end of my clavicle detached from my sternum…thanks cross! Actually I mean that point more to the bike itself. Round one went very well and the Kore wheels (same ones found on the Velocita SRAM bike) held up great and the carbon frame felt like a custom bike made just for me. It loves the climb on the Hutchinson tires and it accelerates really well on grass and dirt. Even with too much PSI in the tires the bike behaved well and was easy to control.The SRAM Rival components were spot on and the internal cable routing kept the shifting crisp. While it was not a podium performance for me it was a great day of testing for the bike.

This weekend the bike gets to go for another race test in Boulder. I hope to have some video footage to share or at least some pictures. The best part of this job is the fact that my riding and racing today will make for a better bike for the customer next year. So when it is time for you to buy a Tommaso you will know it has been ridden, raced (crashed) and put through the ringer on the way to you! We want our customers to enjoy cycling as much as we do. We want you to over-play not over-pay! And if my performance doesn't improve soon can we throw in a marathon at the end so I can catch up?

IRONMAN

Well…The Tommaso Sixth Sense carried me to the highly sought after words all triathletes want to hear: “You are an Ironman!” Sure my legs carried me through the run and my arms (with a little steady kicking) pulled me through the swim but the big question mark is always the machine and the carbon Tommaso Sixth Sense rocked!
Late in 2008 we started thinking about a tri line for Tommaso and I thought it would be great to take our first bike straight to the big leagues of Ironman…The true bike test. As the product manager I put myself in the ring as the athlete to go do an Ironman. The months of training with a 112-mile final exam is a great way to test a bike.

As mentioned in an earlier post the first plan was to rip it on the bike and suffer (walk) though the 26.2 mile marathon if need be. The idea was to rock Ironman with a top ten bike time so we could have bragging rights. As the training progressed I realized that Ironman isn’t just about the bike and people soon weed out the dummies that burn the bike only to go up in flames on the run. People think the homerun hitters are so great for hitting balls over the fence until they hear the same hitter usually has the highest strike out percentage. The distances of the Ironman (2.4 mile swim, 112-mile bike and 26.2 run) are also very humbling and deserve the respect of the athlete no matter what level.

I can say without hesitation that the Tommaso Sixth Sense is a great triathlon bike. I’ve ridden a lot of tri brands before coming to Tommaso and I would put this bike at the front of the pack with Cervelo, Scott, Trek and Quintana Roo. It really is that good. It is light, handles like intuition and because it is a Tommaso will be far more affordable than the rest. I know this because I have lived on the bike for months and raced it as hard as I could without one (and I mean it) complaint.

Some bikes I’ve raced before were wind tunnel tested and looked sleek but once you removed your hands from the bars became a jackhammer gone crazy! The bike would shimmy and shake on descents and take away any confidence you had in the machine. Other bikes I’ve owned like to go straight but when the corners came up they needed to be coaxed like a kid with broccoli on his plate. The Tommaso Sixth Sense loves the gas, corners like an Indy Race car and I can eat, put on/take off a vest or arm warmers and move bottles around without a wobble.

If you need numbers to be convinced I can give you two. I moved up roughly 600 places during the bike leg of the Ironman and I ran a negative split on the marathon. That means I ran the second half faster than the first. Most people fade from fatigue during the run. I started out steady and built on that with energy towards the end. When you consider the 112-mile bike ride to get to the marathon you know the bike is comfortable.

Now that Ironman is over I am looking forward to the next race where I can get the Tommaso back out on the streets to show it off. The production models will arrive in a couple months and soon the rest of you can experience what I have had the great fortune to experience. The Tommaso Sixth Sense is going to carry a lot of us to productive training rides and well deserved podiums along the way! Thanks for following Tommaso’s Road to Ironman. I hope you enjoyed the ride as much as I did.

TR Maloney
Tommaso Product Manager / Ironman

Iron Prayer

Ironman must be close. Last night I had the dream where I wake up an hour late for the swim start! Luckily my Timex watch alarm went off and I was on time for my easy swim at the YMCA. Most of the stress for me leading up to a race involves forgetting something. I have a checklist and I’ve been lucky so far with only one slip that occurred at the Rock and Roll half Ironman distance triathlon in Georgia.

I had my normal swim and made a quick exit with the bike onto the roads of Macon, GA. Within the first mile I looked down at my long shadow from the rising sun and low and behold I forgot my seat bag with tube, CO2 and tools! Worse yet is knowing I left it on the ground in transition! Knowing I had 55 miles to go I started the “Race Prayer.”

Dear Lord…I know I’m not one to ask for favors from you but I do need a little help here. It seems in my haste I forgot my seat bag (in transition no less!!!) and need 55 miles of debris free roads so I can keep the air in my tires. Yes, yes, yes I know I yelled at the guy who gave away my hotel room last night but it was late and I did fly 1300 miles to get to the race. Sure I could have been a little more patient with the age grouper floating on his back in the middle of the lake but I was in a hurry and a little push never hurt anyone…right? I’m really a good guy Lord…I don’t cut corners at races and don’t littler gel packets when I train. When I pass people on training rides I always wave and when someone has a flat tire I always ask if they are OK…sure I might not stop when I am racing but it is a race after all.

OK…how about a trade? You can have my shoelaces come untied during the run if I can just get back to transition without a flat. C’mon big guy…I’m already half way through the 56 mile bike…why waste a good thing? Is that glass in the road?! Are you toying with me? I know you have a sense of humor; you allowed recumbent bikes to be created.

OK we are only 5 miles from the finish. Just a little more sunshine sent my way please. How embarrassing would it be for me to flat 5-miles from my AWOL seat bag? It just wouldn’t be right…you know?

All right! We are in the home stretch! We did it! I mean…you did it! Thanks, thanks for letting me get away with one today. I appreciate the love. Is it too much to ask for flat-free racing for the rest of the year? What is that noise? Is that thunder?

Respect

Team Tommaso’s march to Ironman started in December of 2008. I informed some of my potential sponsors that I could pull a top 10 overall bike split at Ironman Louisville. A big boast that I would not have made if I did not believe I could back it up. I try not to write checks with my mouth that my legs can’t cash. To pull of this feat I would have to turn a 4:50 and change on the bike. I would have to average about 23mph.

The set up for me was perfect. I live and train with my coach. I have a cycling background, an amazing Tommaso prototype bike to ride and the grit to get the job done. So I signed up for the race and hired (yes, hired my roommate) my coach (Like the Joker said in The Dark Knight: “If you’re good at something never do it for free.”). I was surprised she agreed to the challenge. She is a pro triathlete and what I was asking was a little insulting to the sport. I wanted to float through the 2.4-mile swim, kill the 112-mile bike and take a nice 26.2-mile walk. She knew right away that I would be too destroyed to think about running. I was still surprised she agreed.

Starting on January 3^rd I was training to be an Ironman. I’ve run marathons and raced enough tri to know my way out of a transition area. I spent 10 years racing road bikes and the occasional mountain bike event. My first day found me in the pool. Soon I was swimming, biking and/or running almost every day. Most days I had two workouts so my personal life died quickly. Work was of course the most important boat not to rock. I love my job and refuse to let work suffer due to my athletic ventures. I don’t get paid to ride bikes…I get paid to make great bikes. You don’t screw up a gig like that.

Before I knew it I was in Atlanta running a half Marathon and visiting friends. I had my best run ever! Then I was back in Colorado racing an early season tri event and had the second fastest bike split and another solid run! The training was changing my body and there was newfound power. During this time I gained 8 pounds but was going faster. I let my coach steer and I provide the engine.

My favorite days were on the bike. I just wanted to kill everyone I saw up the road. As most of you know it is how I came up with the name for the Tommaso tri bike. I finished a race and told my girlfriend: “When I ride the Tommaso and look up the road all I see are dead people. I should call this bike the sixth sense!” A little humor from the movie The Sixth Sense.

As the training and the racing progressed I started to learn a lot about the sport and myself. You have to respect all the disciplines. I started to wonder if my coach knew what I would find as I progressed down the path to Ironman. The more I trained the more I wanted to improve all the aspects of my game. While I didn’t get much faster as a swimmer, I could easily swim 4000 yards straight and go out on the bike for hours. My biking continued to improve in that I was cruising along playfully whistling with a heart rate of 130bpm while tearing down the road. It was going so fast, so easily, it was frightening at times. My run was the biggest surprise. I was doing long runs and wanted to keep running. Before I knew it every Saturday or Sunday I was running at least a half marathon on top of all the other training! It just seemed normal.

So now I am 13 days away from the big show. The Ironman awaits and I still have a decision to make. I’ve worked so hard and come so far for this day. I realize that anything can happen between now and the finish line. I could twist an ankle, get sick or even crash the bike. Just this past weekend my coach crashed and broke a rib and my girlfriend looks to have broken a bone in her foot running. So today I sit and wonder…what side of me will show up on race day?

When all this started the goal was to torch the bike and show the world that the new Tommaso carbon tri bike is a killer! I would like nothing better than to post a super fast time so the people would see that this bike means business. No pro-athlete and no over-hyped wind tunnel data. Just one man on a machine he believes in. Or will the triathlete that I have become dive into the water to swim, crank out a descent bike so I can let my legs finish off an amazing day? Will this be enough to show the world what I know: The Tommaso Sixth Sense tri bike is a KILLER!

The bike is amazing. It is light and fast and fits perfectly. It accelerates really well and descends with all the confidence you could ask for in a bike. Bikes are really only as fast as the pilot pushing the pedals. If you’re going to buy a bike buy it because you know it will perform as a bike and he price is right. Don’t buy a bike because some amazing athlete won a race on it. He could have won the race on any bike out there. It’s the warrior more than the weapon. Tommaso does a great job in getting people on “weapons” at low prices. We (and by “we” I mean “you” through higher prices) don’t pay athletes to pimp our product).

Yeah, I make silly videos on race day and while training. I want everyone to feel like they are training and riding with me. That is how much I love this bike. Could I tear it up and post a crazy-fast bike split? Yes. I could bury myself and put up a good number for the sake of promoting the bike. The rest of the day would be walking to a slow finish. Could I race to the best of my ability and place well and finish like a true Ironman? I believe so. That’s the big question with less than two weeks to go. What is going to happen when I get on the bike? Please tune in to see what happens on August 30^th in Louisville, Kentucky. It is the coming out party for the Tommaso Sixth Sense.

Evolution

Visit this link before you read this post:Strong Survive

"Here’s the thing that makes life so interesting. The Theory of Evolution claims only the strong shall survive. Maybe so…maybe so. But the theory of competition says just because they’re the strong doesn’t mean they can’t get their asses kicked..."

For some reason every time I watch this commercial it stirs up something inside of me. I don’t know if it is the wise old man’s voice, the dramatic music or the amazing images. It is probably all three. As an athlete who has trained for an Ironman almost 500 hours since January 1st I get what the voice is saying. I’m not a natural athlete so I consider myself an underdog. It’s been about 15 years since I was considered a favorite at a race. On August 30th of this year I will wake up done with all the training and only the test will remain.

"What every long shot, come from behind, underdog will tell you is this: The other guy may in fact be the favorite; the odds may be stacked against you, fair enough. But what the odds don’t know is this isn’t a math test. This is a completely different kind of test, one where passion has a funny way of trumping logic."

Ironman doesn’t care about you. The 2.4 mile swim, the 112 mile bike and the 26.2 mile run is almost mocking you. The 140.6 miles is just short enough to capture the imagination of those who have some fire in them and yet grueling enough to leave grown men in tears on the side of the road broken and empty. The top 5% race an Ironman, the rest of us fight an Ironman. I told my brother it isn’t a race for me…this is a street fight. I told my whole family that I will need them there because one cheer can make a difference. One familiar face can help you forget the pain and when there is love anything can be conquered.

"So before you step up to the starting line, before the whistle blows and the clock starts ticking…"

I don’t know if my moment will come out there on the roads of Ironman Louisville. I do know that there will be a moment when I realize how far I have come and all the countless hours of staring at the tiles along the bottom of the pool will matter. I don’t know if there will be an emotional moment when the long miles tucked on top of my bike staring through my eyelids and hours running with bloody toenails stinging in my shoes will make a difference? Will I wake up one day and realize that I did something special or will it not really matter?

"Out here the results don’t always add up. No matter what the stats may say, and the experts may think and the commentators may have predicted. When the race is on all bets are off! Don’t be surprised if somebody decides to flip the script and take a pass on yelling uncle."

The answer is coming. Soon I will find myself stepping into the water with a full day ahead of me. A day I have trained for dreamed of and lost sleep over. There is no guarantee that I will get to the finish. This is a mean game. I’ve learned that just because you’ve spent the money, have the ambition and did the training doesn’t mean you get a pass to the finish. You have to go out and earn it. You have to make demands of yourself that don’t seem logical. You have to ignore the screaming inside that begs to stop and the muscles that no longer want to function. You have to go to a dark place that few get to visit and fewer understand. You have to go deep into your soul and have the courage to see what you are really made of inside.

On August 30th I will go to go to that place and discover what I have inside.

Hanging Out At The Bar

Picking out handlebars and saddles for Tommaso's bikes is like buying clothes…for someone else. It’s a personal fit area that requires a lot of attention. There are a couple points of contact from human to bike that are critical for the product guys to get right. The seat and the handlebars are the ones I concern myself with most. Most customers have an idea of what pedals they want to use so I don’t lose too much sleep over that area. For me the focus is the hands and saddle area. For today we are going to look at road handlebars.

Most road handlebars come in 3 common widths: 400mm, 420mm and 440mm measured center to center at the ends of the bar where the tape plugs are inserted. Of course some manufacturers measure “center to center” and some “outside to outside”. Yes, there are wider and narrower bars but these three are the most common. The old rule of thumb being bars that match the width of your shoulders are the right bars for you. Generally we divide the bars up along the frame sizes that best suit the size of the rider. Smaller bikes get smaller bars. Big bikes get the bigger bars. Easy enough.

Then there’s the little issue of clamp diameter. There are two popular sizes on the market, 26.0 and 31.8 (a.k.a oversized). The theory being that the larger diameter of the tube will allow for less material and yet still be safe and light. Kind of like the slender tube diameters of a steel road bike in relation to the fat tubes found on an aluminum bike. Some have added that the extra material allows for better clamping as well.

Oh wait, now there’s the bars bend to consider. Ergo, anatomical, classic, traditional, compact, and a couple other buzz words to descried the shape of the bar and mainly the drops (the area your hands visit when you are sprinting or really getting low and producing power. The three common hand positions are tops, hoods and drops. The tops area is to the left or right of the stem. Tops are a good place to be when you are climbing. The hoods are the rubber-coated area on the shift/brake levers. This is the most used area as your hands are able to shift and brake as needed. The drops are the lower part of the bar. I prefer an “anatomical” or “ergo” bend as it fits my hand better. I like to grip the bar like a weapon. Lance Armstrong prefers a traditional bend (or so it has been reported). It seems to work pretty well for him.

Not done yet, now there is the “drop.” This is the distance from the bottom of the drop (as it return to horizontal position) to the top of the bar. Like the bend, the drop is an area of careful consideration for many riders. A shallow drop makes for a less dramatic change from hoods to drops. A deep drop makes a bigger change in position and also takes more material so the bars are usually heavier. I prefer a shallow drop as I leave my stem pretty low and a deep drop is too much.

Did I mention reach? Well reach is how far out the bar reached before curving downward. This is an often over looked measurement but can be just as important as stem length. A centimeter here and there adds up. If your shifters seem to be just out of reach a shorter stem or smaller reach can help make for a better fit and feel.
Steel, aluminum or carbon? Most people jump right to carbon and that is OK. Carbon is light, tough but unfortunately pricey. A lot of pros prefer to use aluminum bars. The rigors of the road dictate they need the strength of aluminum. With the higher occurrence of crashes in the pro peloton an aluminum bar will come out fighting. A stress riser from a crash on a carbon bar is a glaring question mark that will keep you wondering. Steel bars are rare as they are far too heavy and are usually found on bikes that are sold in places you can buy 10-pound barrels of pretzels and detergent.

As with most things cycling specific the information could go on for another couple pages. I hope this brief overview gives you a better understanding about road handlebars and the thought that Tommaso Bicycles puts into getting every part right.

Thanks for reading and enjoy the ride!

Tough

It's Sunday night and I am doing the usual basket of nasty cycling and running laundry. For those making a schedule, Sunday is laundry, Tuesday and Friday are leg shaving days and Thursday night is groceries. Anyway, the water is filling up the washing machine and as thrown in a handful of shorts I see a spider come running out of one of the pockets. I like spiders so I am trying to save the little guy. Mr Spider is running around the clothes looking for a way out. I grab a Velo News magazine from the bathroom and tear out the subscription card to use as a way out for the spider. I know if I try to pick this sucker up with my fingers I’ll probably do more damage than good. As I reach in for the spider he disappears down a pant leg and then the water covers the exit…he’s a goner. I finish dumping in the rest of the clothes and go make pasta (Angel Hair in his honor).

As I am apt to do with a busy work/training schedule I forget the laundry for a day and Monday night it dawns on me that I am missing a lot of workout clothes. I’m in a lazy mood and want to go to bed so I throw 99% of the clothes in the dryer. A cardinal sin for fine workout garments, I know. As I am about to close the door to the dryer the spider pops out and drops to the floor and starts walking away! I swear he was looking at me like "Is that all you got?" Now that is one tough spider! I get out of its way and open the door so he can go outside.

That is what I love about tough people, animals and now spiders. The real tough ones never have to tell you they are tough. They just are, and you notice. They say if you have to tell everyone how fast you are you probably aren’t very fast. In other words, let your riding (running or swimming) do the talking. “Less lip and more rip!”

Now trash talking falls into a whole different category. Trash talking amongst friends is a time-honored tradition. I’ll be the first to admit that if I could race as well as I trash talk I would be a Champion. I learned it from the long road trips in cramped cars with teammates. Just be careful that your mouth doesn’t write a check your legs can’t cash. I once told a guy I was going to “Tear off his legs and put them in my jersey pocket to send them home to his mama.” I even told him the climb I was going to do it on. Well I did pull it off that day and crushed him. A month later on a different climb the same dude dropped me so hard I would have had to dial a “1+ area code” to reach him on the phone. He was in another state by the time I caught my breath. It reminded me of another line I used during a group ride before work: “I’m going to check out on you like Motel 6, I’ll leave a light on for you.” Go ahead and use it sometime. No need to footnote me.

Yeah, I know…shallow like a kid’s pool. Rumor has it us “roadies” are like that. Last time I was at the doctors the technician wiring me up for an EKG (to check out my slow ticker) was chatting about cycling. He went on to say “You’re not one of those roadies are you? You know…the tight clothes with matching helmet and the Oakleys? I can’t stand those guys. They are so smug with their shaved legs and expensive bikes. What is it that you do again?”

I replied “I make Tommaso road bikes and to make matters far worse, I’m a triathlete.”

Grip of Death

Racing can be fun, spiritual and sometimes downright nasty. I have had my share of all aspects of racing.  Great days when the course seemed made for my strengths, to days when I have rolled back to the parking lot with a blown-out tube hanging from my jersey pocket deflated (me and the tube). I have been pushed (and pushed back), punched, yelled at, wrecked, ganged up on, trashed talked and almost thrown-up on! Out of all of these aspects of racing the one I enjoy is the Grip of Death…also know as G.O.D.

The Grip of Death is not exclusive to me, nor can I always pull it off. It takes a great deal of strength and confidence to get it right. Failure to do so can lead to embarrassment and frustration. Bjarne Riis used the G.O.D. in the 1996 Tour, on stage 16 in the mountains. Here is how the grip works:

If you are in a break away, or mano-a mano with a competitor (best used here) the G.O.D. can be a handy tool. I taught myself to use “The Grip” during 5K and 10K races. It also has worked well on the bike. If you can’t seem to lose a fellow competitor, especially one with the same age group written on their calf as you, I would try this trick. While running side by side start with a little surge of maybe 5% over current speed. I like to use this in the corners as it seems to catch people off guard. Then idle back and let them catch back up. You don’t want to upset them…you want to destroy them.

After about another minute or two, try another little surge. Upping the tempo on a little hill works well. The goal is to not make the surges look like attacks. The goal is to get the competition to think they are fading. This is the “Grip”. If you can put doubt in a competitor’s mind the battle is almost won. If you piss them off…the battle has just begun. I know this from telling a Clydesdale I was impressed with his use of his weight and gravity on a downhill during the bike leg of a tri in Georgia. It pissed him off and for 45 seconds he kicked up into the red zone to chase me down for a mile or so and then did an “M-80.” Oh yeah…he blew up!

So, now that you have a little doubt seeping into the mind of the competitor it is time to bring the “Death” part of the equation. When you have fully recovered from the two surges, drop back a few inches from the field of vision of the competitor. Let him forget you are there…he may think you are the one that is fading. Now s-l-o-w-l-y pull up next to him (a look of ease on your face helps) and lengthen your stride and hold on for a good minute. You don’t have to go into the red but you will be working. DO NOT LOOK BACK! Just keep going. In four minutes or so sneak a peek as you round a corner. If done correctly, the G.O.D. should have been too much for the competitor and he/she will be gone. If at this point your competitor is still in your zip code you have a fight on your hands. Start cooking the corners and making slight gaps. It will annoy the crap out of them. Remember: gaps=doubt. If you still have company it will probably go to the finishing sprint. Don’t start the sprint from front. Stay at the competitor’s side and wait until they start the sprint. At this point give it all you have no matter how much it hurts. The pain will be gone 45 seconds after the finish. The disappointment will last for hours…or until you get to the nearest Wendy’s for a vanilla Frosty.

By the way…if you try to “Grip of Death” me I have another little “something” I guarantee you will not like.

Happy training!

Keeping Calm

Yeah...that's room service. A burger with an egg on it and a beer. Shanghai is killing me! My training has gone straight down the Ironman porta-jon. I am trying not to go ballistic as my body is getting soft. Traveling is hard enough. Traveling around the world and trying to stay fit is almost impossible. The time change, the odd food and less than tolerable workout facilities are daunting challenges to any athlete. Keeping clam is key and pre-planning is paramount.

Squeaky wheel rule applies when tying to train on a trip, especially a business trip. Emailing hotels and investigating the facilities online is a must. Keep in mind that photographers are paid to make the tiny pool look like an Olympic size swimmer’s dream. On this current trip to Taiwan I even went as far as using Google Earth satellite maps to see the actual outside pool.

When I crossed over to Shanghai for the remainder of my trip I ran into a glitch. The hotel I booked has a 25 meter pool but it isn’t conducive to proper training. It is located upstairs from a KTV (Chinese disco-karaoke). This means if I want to swim I have to walk through a night club (afternoon and evening) with…um…”ladies of the evening” asking me to obtain their services. Not a scene you want to enter into wearing a Speedo. The pool’s water quality is questionable at best. The chance to get sick is very high. My last trip to Asia gave me a stomach parasite that worked me over for a month.

With swimming out I decide to try the gym to run on the treadmill. Same issue with the disco, but a new glitch is found upon arriving to the workout room. The weights, bike and single treadmill is next to the pool and the air is like a sauna. Now the interesting mix: The room is also a hang-out for those wishing for “men of the evening.” Not a scene you want to enter into wearing super short Brooks running shorts. As I arrived to the sub-par treadmill there are four shirtless males wearing only swimming suites very excited to see me. The only workout I got that night was jogging back to my room. For the record, this is a 5-star hotel and the nicest in the area. Shanghai Surprise!

The food is a disaster when traveling. At least it is for me. Half my suitcase is my own training food. Energy bars, bagels, pretzels (none in China), Fig Newtons, G2 powder mix and Power Gels are a must in the land of rice and…um…is that beef? Some handle the fried octopus at the Pizza Hut better than others. I stick to steamed white rice and corn soup as much as possible. Until I recover from this trip...happy training and thanks for reading.

Balance

Life is all about balance. Eat too many salty foods and you need to balance it out with water (ok…beer). Stay up too late and you need to sleep more. If you drive a big Cadillac Escalade and wear $150 jeans you are probably trying to balance out the fact that…well, you get the idea. Live near the mountains for great training and you get some funky weather…and this past weekend it snowed. It was supposed to be 50 degrees and sunny, and out the window it is all snow.
Training is tough. Training for a huge event seems to find a way to make life even tougher. I’m not complaining…more of explaining. Explaining why there are clothes on the floor, gel packages in piles and water bottles around the house like small monuments of the damned. The bed is always in a constant state of twisted sheets with The Stick defiantly ruining the comfort of down pillows and fine linens. Showers are usually at the gym with unwanted onlookers and meals are shared with a PC to update the latest yards, miles and kilometers. All in all the life is good.
Of course this life isn’t cheap. It takes gear, a coach, race fees, plane tickets and food, food and more food. It takes a lot of coin to support the road to the Ironman. So having a good job to balance the expense is important too. The best part about work/career time is that you can turn off the training and sink into another world. You know for 8-10 hours a day you can forget the taste of chlorine, staring out the top of your eyelids on the bike and the pounding of the legs on the ground. Being a dedicated athlete makes for a dedicated employee. When you are looking to bring out the best on race day the same applies to one’s work.
If you train hard you have to rest and recover just as hard. So as I awoke from my afternoon nap and went to my massage I was feeling a little guilty. Who am I to be taking naps and getting massages? Shouldn’t I be organizing the garage, washing the car or doing my taxes? Sure, I could be doing more chores instead of swimming, biking and running, but what would I look back on as I dance with the Grim Reaper at the end of my life? Would I think about the amazing days of training and racing? Or would I remember the moments wondering if my red pillow cases are going to bleed in the wash? Yeah, the guilty feelings went away pretty quick.
Find your balance!

I am at the Red Robin Restaurant staring at a huge Whisky River BBQ Burger that is covered in fried onion strings perched high above a bed of fries. It is hard to believe that this is the road to the Ironman. You know the Ironman: 2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike and a little 26.2 mile run thrown in at the end just for kicks. My coach, Carole Sharpless, is across the table from me squirting a huge stream of ketchup into the basket of additional fries we ordered. “Eat” she says, “you will need it.”

This journey will take me to Ironman Louisville in August. That is if I can get to the start line healthy and alive. The race is a little over seven months away and the training is already absorbing most of my life outside of work. There will be injuries (currently a bad right hamstring) and drama (newTommaso prototype tri bike arrives in March). You have to respect the race. I know this because I have been around the sport for a few years. I've taught clinics, wrenched for the pro athletes and even raced (all but the big one) when I wasn't working the race. Trust me when I say you want to be in on this ride.

During my time preparing for the Ironman I will let you in on my training and the development of Tommaso’s first tri bike that will debut at Ironman Louisville. Along the way sponsors and my coach will chime in with in-depth thoughts on the training and the technology I will employ on this great journey.  There will also be video of cool new products and concepts you will see here first.

Bookmark this BLOG and check in when you have time. For now I am back to picking colors for Tommaso’s 2010 mountain bikes. This is a new addition to the Tommaso family and I think you are going to love what you see. I’ve only traveled around the world 4 times to put it all together.

Stay tuned!