DMO's Cyber Attack

It would appear that my lack of blogging has inspired a cyber attack by Dr. David "DMO" Morrissey. I admit that I have opened myself up to this by total disregarding my pathetic blog. But enough about me, let's focus on Dr. Morrissey.

For those of you who are fans of The Smiths, you might remember Dr. DMO, Professor of Speed, as the lead singer for this awesome 80's alt band. After the band fell out of fashion, DMO went back to school to get his PHd in physics and advanced TT aerodynamics.

DMO, as many of you know is a vegan. Do you remember the classic Smiths album "Meat is Murder"?

David making a statement



DMO pictured on his second solo album Bona Drag

Does anybody else think it is fishy that DMO is hangin' with a bunch of "physicists" in Aspen??? I, for one, ain't buyin' it. I know for a fact that they check for physicists at the Aspen city limit and unless they have a Screen Actors Guild card they don't get in. No, DMO is in Aspen as a celebrity. The famed Morrissey of the Smiths.

Nice try "Dr. Morrissey". I think the pictures reveal who you really are.

My plan for today was to take it easy and just log a few miles in zone 2. I was doing well riding through Scottsdale and up to carefree where I sampled a new coffee shop. Looking over yahoo maps I decided to ride out to Bartlett Reservoir and which would be a 34 mile loop. I had no idea what the terrain would be like. After riding uphill to the Bartlett Reservoir Rd I aimed my bike downhill from an elevation of 3,000 feet. I rapidly descended 600 feet before see-sawing up and down 500 feet for the next 10 miles. I made as high as 3,100 feet before riding 6 miles downhill to the reservoir which is at 1600 feet. Next up, turn around and ride out! These are all small ring climbs without question and much of it in my 25.

After digging my way out, I rode back to Fountain Hills to log my longest ride of the year, (95 miles).

Ups and Downs

Here I am back in Arizona. I flew in from Detroit last Monday and picked up a Honeywell trip Thursday through Saturday. While on layover, one of my Facebook friends suggested I do the Arizona State Road Race Championship which took place today June 7. Well, as I crossed the country on Saturday morning I thought about my week's training goals and it dawned on me that doing the road race would have some great training value in addition to experiencing the local scene.

As most of you know, I lost my job at Ford last December and that event pretty much blew up my training. My form is really at base 1 day 1. Last week's effort at West Branch ended in a DNF due to muscle cramps. Since then I have been formulating a plan to deal with this menace for once and for all. The main cause is probably a lack of training but I believe secondary factors could be potassium, calcium or magnesium deficiency. I have been messing around with supplements and diet this last week and the road race would be a great opportunity to see if anything I was doing was effective.

The race was in Globe, AZ which is about 85 miles from my apartment in Fountain Hills. That meant getting up at 3:30 am which really wasn't any problem since I had just spent three days in the eastern time zone. The drive was really cool with the sun coming up over the mountains. There was some really beautiful countryside to look at but the towns were kind of isolated and, well, strange. I really needed a pee-break by the time I hit the little town of Superior, AZ. At just the right time I came upon a rest stop with what looked like a new building containing the bathrooms. When I pulled in I noticed a "CLOSED" sign at the women's bathroom. A Mexican woman charged out and let fly at me:

"The bathrooms are CLOSED!!! Can't you read, C-L-O-S-E-D!! We have had some vandalism and you have to go somewhere else!! Don't you understand? The bathroom is closed!!!"

All this before I moved a foot away from my car. Truth is I began to get some kind of kick out of watching her get more and more stirred up the longer I stood there without saying anything. She never really disengaged from her rant long enough for me to leave anyway. Awesome. As I pulled out another car pulled in and she went right to work on them.

Globe's main feature is a copper (?) mine. Trust me, it's no Scottsdale. The race registration was at the IBEW which didn't have the parking necessary for all the riders so I moved over to a shopping mall nearby. I was pressed for time and was rushing to get ready. After pumping my rear tire I heard a hissing sound. Yep, flatted. I got a new tube in and didn't even have to use a tire lever. I have Michelin's on the bike right now and they are much easier to get on and off than the Vittoria's. I managed to get myself registered, pinned and peed with 10 minutes to go! Pretty typical for me even without kids I guess. Everyone seemed to be in a similar position so the first 5 miles were at an easy warm up pace.

The first climb came at around the 7-8 mile mark. This is where my eyes were opened. Clearly the climbers were bent on shattering the field right away. I normalized 370 watts for 6 minutes to just hang on to the main group. Even at this effort we still couldn't keep the goats with us and a little group got away never to be seen again. That climb was about 1.5 miles and it nearly killed me. If I would have done a little homework on the course I would have turned around right then and there because another climb came up just a 1.5 miles later that was a little slower since the really fast dudes were already gone. This one was only 331 watts for 6.5 minutes.

After finishing these two climbs I figured cramps were definitely on the menu but from here the course was easy. That is until after the turn-around point. It was great riding downhill for what seemed like miles. Of course, that meant we were going to have to go back up that same road but in my oxygen deprived state of mind I wasn't paying much attention. Amazingly, my legs were feeling great and I felt very strong as we proceeded to the turn-around. I was basically playing defense the whole time not knowing who the real threats were. One team had at least 7 riders in the field. I was near the front until mile 41 when we hit that big 5 mile hill that was so much fun riding down. It was at mile 42 that I felt the first hint of a cramp. Not bad considering and it really wasn't a problem unless I stood up. I made it through the first 1.5 miles at 290 watts then the lights went out. As Phil Ligget would say, "Bridge to engine room, we need more power but there's just nothing there." I finished the climb dropping off the back at 231 watts and even that was a struggle. If the race ended at mile 40 I was in good shape! Problem was I had to make it to mile 59!

I watched the group ride away from me but was satisfied that I was achieving my goals by continuing. When I backed the power down my legs felt better but I began to notice that I just couldn't generate significant power from this point on. I just became a different rider. My raison d'tre now was getting deeper and trying to see if and when the cramps would force me off the bike like last week. After topping that long hill my power dropped to 206 watts from that point to the end of the race but I made it and it was a lot tougher than I could have managed on my own out on a training ride. It was also great to be around the sport and watch others gutting it out.

Stats on the day:

Entire workout (185 watts):
Duration: 2:49:25 (3:17:58)
Work: 1879 kJ
TSS: 226.7 (intensity factor 0.896)
Norm Power: 243
VI: 1.31
Pw:HR: -16.8%
Pa:HR: 28.92%
Distance: 56.983 mi (my bike computer needs calibrating...should be 59 miles)
Min Max Avg
Power: 0 1190 185 watts
Heart Rate: 121 192 169 bpm
Speed: 2.1 47 20.2 mph
Pace 1:17 28:24 2:58 min/mi
Crank Torque: 0 1427 163 lb-in

Check out that max speed. I didn't even notice it when I was on the bike. There was some occasional downhill hammering that must have dialed it up to 47 mph. My HR hit 192 bpm on that first long climb at 370 watts. Geez that hurt.

Note to self:

Next year, do this race 10 pounds lighter, get someone to work the feeds so you can carry just one bottle at a time and for goodness sake get your training plan together with a big emphasis on big, big hills!!

West Branch

James and I are signed up for West Branch. My head tells me this is a mistake for me to enter this race but I felt so good at crit practice last night that I just had to enter myself. Granted, it is the 45+ but those hills would shred me in the 1-2 field.

James is racing the 4-5 field which is going to be fun.

A New House

Dear Friends we have a new home! Jeanne came out to Phoenix last week to work with Eva, (our awesome realtor), and I on final selection. Eva and I realized before Jean came out that we would have to rule out short sales and foreclosures because of the ridiculous amount of time the banks are taking to give a response to offers.

We got our list down to four homes. All were conventional sales. One was a flip, one was a new build and the other two were Las Sendas homes that were overpriced. After pouring over the data we determined the new build spec home was the best bang for the buck. The flip was very competitively priced but it was under contract before we gave it serious thought. That left low-ball bids for the two Las Sendas homes and the new one. In the end the latter was the only one left standing.

Google maps/Earth doesn't have the road on their latest edition so if you want to have a look try these coordinates:

33° 26' 52.88"N 111° 38' 37.65"W

That's our house on the right. It is about 80% complete. Below is a pic of the model after landscaping which will give you a better idea of what we think it will look like. We ordered up a pool for the kids that should be complete by the time they arrive in July.

We aren't thrilled with this whole thing move to AZ thing but having a nice home in a good location for riding and living will be nice. All are welcome for visits and cycling camps. Remember, racing starts the last week in January so if you want to get an early start come on down. Chris Aten will be in Flagstaff and we'll be seeing him at the races and maybe even Larry Warbasse if he is still with Waste Management.

...one more thing...DMO, sorry, no spa! Could be a big mistake I know but we just couldn't spend another five thousand right now.


On The Cycling Front

I've been logging some early morning miles in AZ lately. It is beautiful, really. Getting up before the sun and riding out with lights, watching the sunrise over the mountains, what can you say? My routes have between 2,000 and 5,000 feet of climbing. No matter how easy you intend to ride you cannot escape some zone 5 climbs unless you stay in the parking lot. The daddy climb so far is Usery Pass but Dynamite Rd. at 9 miles is by far the longest hill. Dynamite is an easy climb while Usery is much steeper but definitely shorter. With a hard effort, I can get up Usery in 15 minutes. I feel like I am gaining form but still at the very beginning. James and I are targeting two TT's in July which will be both a test and a target to train for. We are highly motivated to make a good first impression there. Looking over past results we think we should be able to make some noise. There are some fast 45+ masters but if I have decent form I should be top 5 on the 40K. The state RR championship is coming up in early June but I won't be able to attend.

Saturday found us making the trek to Frankenmuth for a typical edition of Das Tour of Frankenmuth. Rain and slightly chilly. Abi and James raced and I had no bike which meant I was relegated to bike mechanic, bib pinner and feeder. For the race I worked the feed zone. It was very fun I must admit. All the fields were just flying through the zone. Picking up a bottle at 25-30 miles is quite a task. I managed to hand off two bottles and had one bad transfer.

The fours had a bad crash in the feed zone on the last lap. Several Fusion riders and another guy from Rockford tangled up at high speed trying to get position. The guy from Rockford flipped into the ditch on the left side of the road. The awful grinding sound was finished off with a blown tube which sounded like a blast from a pistol. We ran over to help and as we did you could hear the Fusion guys swearing. I knew they were okay. The Rockford guy was climbing out of the ditch after which he collapsed with a broken collarbone. Another guy was laid out trying to catch his breath. He ended up riding to the finish. The Rockford guy needed medical attention. I hope I never suffer that particular injury. His pain seemed intense. I felt badly for him and all the others involved.

James missed the crash and ended up placing 24th which made him very happy. He has really gained strength. That field was absolutely flying as were all the fields. No wind, perfect temps; nothing to slow them down.

Abi was first in her age group by 5 minutes! The other girls wanted to make nice and ride together but sweet little Abi put down the hammer and just rode hard until she couldn't see them any more.

Coincidence

Out on my morning ride the other day I noticed a fit looking rider up the road. I kicked it up a bit to see if I could catch him. He noticed me at a stop sign and asked if I was from Michigan. I replied that I was and he told me that he just recently graduated from Cooley Law School and was practicing in AZ! When in Michigan he raced for Team Venom and he knows Joey Schaard very well! Small world 'eh? His name is Alex Benikov and he now races for Bike Haus.

Jean and I bought a house today in Mesa. I tried to look it up but the address is coming up about 8 miles west of where it really is. It is in a brand new development that is on the bike route. No crowded city streets to get to the prime riding roads.

What it is?

It has been a while so I thought I would throw up a post for the five people who still stop by.

We sold our home in Saline and hope to ink a deal on one here in Phoenix next week. There are lots of things that still have to happen before any kind of normal life can begin. Maybe, just maybe, we will be settling in around Christmas. Really, no hyperbole here. After the move we need to get school squared away with lots of issues to be sure.

House shopping in this market is a real hoot. Most of the homes are either short sales or foreclosures. If the owner is still living in the home during a showing things get interesting. These folks are living in their home without paying the mortgage. They are not motivated to clean their home or make it the least bit appealing. I had two homes yesterday that were intentionally trashed up! I won't go into detail but suffice to say they went out of their way to dirty things up.

The riding is incredible out here. I can't get over the daily scenes I am blessed with. Incredible vistas and wildlife. I rode by a rattlesnake today and it surprised me. I went back to look it over and it was dead. Poor little guy was just trying to warm up and something must have ran it over.
I rode by what I thought was a live one a few days ago at the edge of the road but upon further inspection I determined it was some kind of constrictor that mimicked the coloration of a rattlesnake.

My rides usual begin just before sunrise, (around 5am). This gets the ride in before the heat of the day. It's actually really nice. I love getting it completed so early. At this time of the year it can be a little on the cool side riding downhill out of Fountain Hills. At the moment I am chosing between two routes. One goes north around the McDowell Mountains through Scottsdale which is 43 miles. The other is out towards Saguaro Lake and Usery Pass which is more like 65 miles. Many riders meet across the street from my apartment at the Safeway to begin their ride. I haven't met many hard-core roadies yet. Most are tri-folk. That whole thing is crazy-poplular out here. I was passed for the first time today by a motley group riding a mix of road and tri bikes. I shadowed them but elected to give them some room. TT bikes and road bikes don't mix well in my opinion. The 43 mile route features an 8.5 mile climb! I don't mind these at all. You just set up your effort and sustain it. Usery Pass takes me about 15 minutes to climb at 280 watts. It is a natural interval that makes for a nice workout.

I miss my family a lot. It gets kind of lonely out here sometimes. I don't work very much so human contact is infrequent. The local sports bar has proven to be a great place to watch the Red Wings though. Lots of displaced Michiganders wearing their colors and loudly cheering the boys on. Pretty cool.

A Tribute to Bikeboy

Yes, he is my son and I am biased but I want to honor him here on Midlife Bike Crisis.

James came onto the miscene in 2005 at the age of 10. I entered him in the Hines TT and fretted as he rode off on his own for 20K. After he left the start line I jumped in my car to follow him to the halfway point to make sure he was okay. After, I sped back to the start to see him come in. He gave his all on his little 24 inch road bike.

Since then he has been much more than a bike racer. He is an advocate for the sport here in southern Michigan. Anyone who visits his blog knows what he does for our sport. I can't tell how many times complete strangers have come up to him to say they read his blog. I guess he is a rock star of sorts.

His on bike performance has been magnificent. As his coach I couldn't be prouder. Look at the TT times for him against others when they were his age and you'll see he is a special bike rider. His training year begins in December with base training. He works hard on the trainer all through the winter. Recently he discovered nutritional science and has added that to his regimen cutting out many foods that teenagers covet.

Most of all, I am proud of the way he has handled adversity. He has sought to become a man and not just a bike racer. He wants to live a good and honorable life. He wants God to have first place.

Well done James. I am proud of you.

Spider Monkey on the Loose

I officially begin my training and racing season this Saturday with the Willow TT. Sure, I'm 46 and out of shape but I shall not whine any more. If I am willing to enter there is no excuse for anybody! One more thing, I won't be hiding, I entered the 1-2 field! I must be the favorite!

Home

I made it back to the "D" around 5:30 am today. James and Jeanne came out to pick me up. We all went back to bed for a few hours.

We decided to see if the Black Widow would fit James this afternoon. With a couple of adjustments we determined that James has a new TT bike! He is pretty psyched but I am restraining him from going too crazy. He has to get used to the bike if there is going to be any real benefit by the first TT.

Back to PHX on Monday.

Desert Life

After the ride mentioned in my last post, I had a pretty rough recovery. I ate, showered then made an attempt at going to the library, (they have places to sit down there.) I was so blasted that I felt that a short nap was necessary. After that I was well enough to move on.

I did the same course on Sunday. This time I packed twice the calories. I made it to Saguaro Lake six minutes faster than Friday and felt great. Continuing from there I climbed Usery Pass and rode down the other side to Mesa, around Las Sendas, down Power Drive by Red Mountain before heading back to Saguaro Lake for more water. The difference between the two rides was quite noticeable. I got home in about 3.5 hours after riding about 62 miles and normalizing 211 watts.

Monday, I went back to work. Things are still pretty new and it had been almost two weeks since I had flown the new airplane. I sat down and it was as if I had never been to training! As James would say, it was "horrible!" To make things worse, the jet acted up every single day of the trip, (4 days in all). If it wasn't the plane it was the passengers showing up early and forcing us to work at crazy fast speeds to get the flight out.

The good thing was that I got to see the Cubbies play at Wrigley in Chicago. I am now a Cubbies fan, sort of. Tigers first but I am hooked! Wrigley is just crazy cool with the old scoreboard, grandstands on the buildings and on this day Michael J. Fox led the chorus of "Take Me Out to the Ball Game."

At the moment, I am sitting at Sky Harbor airport waiting on a flight to go back to see Jeanne and the kids. It is going to be fun but I already dread the flight back on Monday.

Getting back to the bike

I rode out of Fountain Hills today bent on making it to Saguaro Lake and maybe even Usery Pass. This video is taken on the climb a lot faster than I took it. I was moving along at 10.2 mph pulling 290 watts all the way up. It just kept going and going. When I got to the top I turned around and went back down hitting 43 mph. Incredibly, I had some dude in a pickup truck, (why is it always someone in a pickup?), lean out the window and yell at me for riding on the road and not in the bike lane. I just shook my head. The speed limit is 45! At those speeds I darn sure wasn't going to ride on the loose gravel and all the junk that lives on the shoulder.

Cippo Gets Pranked

Cippo nearly gets clipped on a training ride and is shocked to see that the dude that nearly ran him had two of his bikes strapped to the back of his RV!! Enjoy!

School

Greetings from New Jersey! I am halfway through the training program for my new jet. I have my Blue RC4 here with a set of rollers doing intensity whenever I can. Time is quite limited.

Moving Towards “Normal”, I Hope

They say job disruptions are life events on the same order as divorce and death. I don't know if it is all that bad but to say it is a "major" life event is certainly true. The last week was spent establishing a new life with a new company in a new city. It is so strange to think about moving somewhere to live when you can't even navigate due to unfamiliarity. The first day on the ground, last Sunday, everything seemed so strange and plastic. The first area I explored seemed devoid of character filled with nothing but shopping malls and asphalt. I went back to this area on Thursday and it seemed completely different. I am not saying it was so different that I want to move there but it was better. Well, until I noticed a sign that warned against tree climbing because it may bring about falling scorpions. Geez, falling scorpions; we're not in Kansas anymore Toto!

The job is new in some ways. I will still fly airplanes for corporate America but now I fly for a company that actually produces components for the very airplanes I fly. For my former Ford colleagues, I was shocked to see the same expense reporting system that Ford used. So that hasn't changed but is this a good thing? The weather was near perfect but that will change.

Yesterday was spent looking for temporary housing for the next three months. Wow! You don't get much when you want to spend $500-$700. This was depressing. The apartments smelled and were located in what looked like free-fire zones. Whimpering as I drove, I made my way to the Gilbert Post Office to try and get a box. I was told I could not do this without an AZ address but you might be surprised to hear the best customer service I have experienced in years was had. My clerk kept working the angles until she came up with a solution that required Jeanne to go to the Saline office, fill out forms, fax them to the Gilbert Post Office, etc.. In the end, it worked! Voila, I have an Arizona address, well, kind of. The state is not very tolerant of people dropping into town and trying to establish residency this way. They do allow some flexibility for people in my situation but I am uncertain of the limits of their patience.

While Jeanne was doing her thing at the Saline PO, I worked the internet desperately trying to find a solution to my housing woes. While cruising sublet.com I found a place in Fountain Hills. Now this looked promising. I called the manager up and asked if he could do a 3 month lease and I was shocked to hear "yes". So, after a quick trip to the Ford dealer, (BTW I purchased a new Ford Focus on Tuesday), to drop my new address for the car's title, I rode out to the Hills. Oh man, what a difference! What a beautiful desert setting! There was abundant mountain, cactus and red rocks. Excitement grew as I approached my destination. Upon arrival I was overwhelmed! Now this was more like it! Great views, clean city, great riding possibilities and decent rent! No need to run out and purchase that AK47 here. I plunked down a deposit, filled out an application and drove off with a hopeful feeling that I was almost ready to begin living in Arizona. The way back to Mesa was blessed with a perfect sunset and light playing on shadow over the mountains. Things were improving for sure.

Leaving today, there was a major traffic jam on the 60 which I take to get to the airport. No problem, I re-routed and made it to the airport with only one navigational error. I presented my badge to the guard and was waved in like I belonged. (BTW, my office is actually in the factory at Sky Harbor airport.)

The hard part is being separated from Jean and the kids. I have been away from home for weeks before but never months. Looking ahead a little too much I guess, but I find I'm always a little sad. This is going to be a real tough stretch for us. Next week is the beginning of a three week stint in New Jersey, then, back to the D for an all too brief stay before leaving for Phoenix again on March 28 this time for good except for visits. In the mean time I have to remember that each day is getting us closer to normal again. Nothing has been normal since November but every day since we have been moving towards a goal. Are we half-way? I don't know but we are getting closer all the time.

ATO Goodbye...

Uh-oh! Somebody's numbers aren't lining up!

Lance Armstrong's drug-testing program scrapped

Associated Press

DENVER -- Lance Armstrong scrapped his much-publicized plan to set up an independent drug-testing program on Wednesday because of high costs and nearly impossible logistics.

When Armstrong announced his comeback last year, the seven-time Tour de France winner said he wanted to prove he was clean, and was teaming with anti-doping expert Don Catlin, who would test him and post the results online.

But Catlin told The Associated Press that after months of negotiations, both sides realized the program wasn't workable this year.

"It was going to be difficult," Catlin said. "There were so many issues in trying to get this going -- legal issues, financial issues, and we sort of tried every which way. Finally, it made more sense to put it aside for the moment and maybe take it up at another time."

Armstrong began his comeback last month in Australia. He is training this month with Team Astana in preparation for the Tour of California, which starts Saturday. He also has announced plans to ride in the Tour de France this summer.

Mark Higgins, Armstrong's spokesman, did not immediately return messages left by AP seeking comment.

The news first was reported by The New York Times.

Armstrong still will be subject to testing by UCI, cycling's international body, and the U.S. Anti-Doping Agency. Part of the problem in working out a deal with Catlin was the logistical issues of adding another round of tests.

"And we were having to figure out how to pay for it," Catlin said. "You're coordinating collectors ... doing all these things. It became a nightmare of logistic issues and also, when you're drawing blood, an athlete can rightfully complain if you take too much."

Armstrong bristled at an AP report that came out in November, shortly before he was to begin training in earnest, that said the Web site he promised when he announced his return was nonexistent.

"It's a tough thing to organize, but we'll make it happen," he said.

He added that he stood ready to be tested every day. "Whether I'm in France or in LA, no one's trying to pull a fast one here," he said.

Though he never tested positive during his record-setting career, suspicions were always out there, which was one reason the 37-year-old cyclist went to Catlin to quiet the naysayers.

Catlin long has been acknowledged as the gold standard in anti-doping testing. He ran America's first anti-doping lab in UCLA for 25 years and left to set up the nonprofit Anti-Doping Research to develop new ways of catching drug cheats.

He is a proponent of performing baseline tests of athletes for a number of illegal substances, then comparing subsequent tests against the original results. It is widely considered a more accurate way of testing than the method most commonly used, but is also more expensive and time-intensive.

UCI has begun performing baseline tests. Under Catlin's program, Armstrong presumably would have been tested the same way -- but there were too many moving parts to make it work this year.

"We were going to put it on the Web and that got a lot of internal flak because we didn't have horsepower to deal with it," Catlin said.

He said it would have taken two scientists devoted primarily to the Web site to post the results and explain what they meant.

Home Improvement

I didn't ride the bike today. I didn't ride the bike yesterday either. I did ride the bike on Sunday and it was glorious even though I had to ride before church and again in the evening. We are nearing the end of our home improvements. The counter top is in and the next item is refinishing the wood floors. After that, de-clutter, stage and wait. Phew! Next up will be moving to Phoenix, learning a new airplane and job and learning to survive without my loving family near by. The best thing about losing your job is being able to spend 24 hours/7 days a week at home. This has been awesome! I have not felt a need to get alone time. My family is simply the best. Not perfect but wonderful all the same.

Update

Hi all. I have been taking some hits regarding the paucity of activity on my blog. Well, as most of you know I lost my job with Ford Motor Company this month. We received the news December 2 which was nice because it gave me a couple of months on the payroll to look for a job. I am happy to announce I have secured a position with Honeywell in Phoenix beginning February 23. The company is terrific, the location is great and the airplanes are awesome.

Over the last two months I have worked harder than ever before in my career. It was difficult to get on the bike so blogging just fell by the wayside. I ho


pe to have more free time as we move forward but the sale of our house is going to be a killer for the next couple of weeks. We have contractors and realtors coming in to get things lined up. De-cluttering is also a full time job.

Here's a pic of the new airplane I'll be flying.

And the front office...