How to party like a rock star…..
by Brett Miller on October 23rd, 2007
As most of you know the last week I have been in the Carolinas riding with the wounded warrior project We have been doing a road ride that stretched from Fayetteville NC to Greenville SC. The ride was called soldier ride The he Wounded Warrior Project Soldier Ride’s cycling programs give severely wounded servicemen and women the opportunity to reinvigorate their bodies and uplift their spirits. Soldier Ride provides each of the brave men and women who participate in our ride with the adaptive equipment they need to cycle, even if they are missing one or more limbs. Participation in our cycling and recreational events fosters the rehabilitation of the wounded by showing them that they can still lead active, independent lives and gives families the opportunity to reconnect outside of the hospital environment.
So now you will find out how to party like a rock star.
Step one, limo ride from the hotel. no I am not joking. I am not sure there is anything more powerful than your ego when sitting in a limo for an hour long car ride.
Step two, never sleep…….I am not sure if it was due to the sunburn, the great company or the tasty cold adult beverages but either way I think I put in 5 hours of sleep this last week.
Step three, get used to people clapping for you. This has been a hard one for me, I would rather just fall in the cracks and stay out of lime light but no matter where we went this last week there was poeple always clapping when we arrived. It really goes to your head.
Step four, Ride with a real rock star, this last week I got the chance to ride with Frankie Andreu, A Proyclist and former Postal Team/Discovery team member with Lance Armstrong. He is now the team director for Rock Racing, This guy has more skill in his dirty socks than I will ever be able to have at any time. At one point he got out front in the ride and was cutting the wind and we were busting our humps just to stay in his draft.
Step five, have a police escort where ever you go. It seemed each town handed us off to another and another set of law enforcement officers. we would have full lights and sirens at intersections and hand salute from officers directing us through traffic. it was also something that is going to be hard to get used to. Even when we went on ferry we had a coast guard escort with lights and siren. I think the next ride I do on my own I will forget there is no police escort and will just ride into traffic and get creamed.
step six, nice hotels and pimp vehicles. if you are going to be a rock star you have to be able to have great views and nice hotels. and heaven for bid if the public sees you rolling around in a “normal” vehicle with no real “bling ” or flair.
The view from my hotel room in Carolina beach
The pimp mobile……
Step seven, consume more alcohol than humanly possible. This part hurts, so there I was by myself on a Friday night in Carolina beach with a buzz and everyone else had went to sleep. (I should have done the same) but in David Lee Roth manner I had set out to find a establishment that served liquor. I found one, walked in and sat down and was drilled with questions, being the only soldier in the bar that night I was drinking for free pretty much. everyone in there was buying me rum and cokes and some were trying to out do others and make them triples. this is where the story gets real fuzzy.
Somehow I made it back to the hotel room and I was trying to be quiet as to not awake my room mate. I was trying to get my pants off and get in bed but i tripped over my pants that were around my ankles and did a head first slammer into the mini fridge and microwave. my roommate slept through it. I then laid down but the spins came on, so i ran into the bathroom to puke but I had forgot i still had socks on, so i slipped on my ass and slid into the toilet and puked all over the place.
That morning my roommate awoke and had mentioned that I had Evomo’ed all over the bathroom. I wasn’t sure this sponsor was going to be perfect fit for me but I realize there is no escape.
Step eight, break stuff, violently crash and break stuff, chicks really dig it, unless your the chick who crashes into you and wraps her bars into your wheel. We were cruising in a pace line with Frankie and coming into a corner when the gal behind me rode her bike into my rear wheel and around 25 mph. Her bars wrapped into my frame and chain stay which killed my carbon frame- but the rock star status only comes when you have two weeks for the next ride and you have a complete bike ready by that time.
step nine, eat like a rock star, go to a dining establishment and order what ever you want and tear it up. the meals that were prepared for us were truly the finest I have had.
Step ten, ride for Evomo. I couldn’t have had better representation out there with the Wounded Warrior Project. Bryan sent me a bunch of stickers, hats, and schwag to hook up the guys with and it was a awesome week. The Wounded Warrior Project is now going to be a part of the EVOMO team, you will see the logo on this years team kits so you too will be able to represent some of the most bad ass men and women in the world.
October 23rd, 2007 at 6:06 pm
You should probably get use to this…..I think you will have many more rock star days to come!
October 24th, 2007 at 6:55 am
Awesome looking event! Enjoyed the pics and reading this blog entry! I like this wounded warrior logo. This logo could represent me getting a shuttle ride to the top of the runs… just substitute the gun for a bike… That’s Brett Carrying me to the top of the hills!
October 24th, 2007 at 11:12 am
Fair Juice to ya!!
Looks like you had an awesome time for a great cause.
Great blog - loved this part; ‘I had Evomo’ed all over the bathroom’