(It's like "where's Waldo" except Magnus is never hard to spot.)
Recovering from breaking a collarbone after the Tour of Qatar. (It's okay - he says it's a good thing because now he's stuck on the trainer, and that means he'll be ready for Paris Roubaix, by Grabthar's Hammer.) Money shot: "After having his collarbone bolted back together he got back on the trainer..." My main man Magnus...
Broken Collarbone or Not:
Magnus *Still* Kicks Your Ass.
Magnus *Still* Kicks Your Ass.

"I would say give me ten days tops and I will be outdoors on the bike again. . . Roubaix is still looking okay. I would ride with a collarbone like this if I had to!"
Talking to Chris Shen last fall about training and his sprint power. "1900 watts at the end of a long race. Well over 2000 if I'm fresh." His twenty minute CP? "I average about 535 watts." That's 535 at 207 pounds.
Never be ashamed of your cheap road bike, your raggedy-assed winter trainer, or your favorite ride-everywhere rig which just happens to be an old Fuji or Surly or Schwinn with mismatched wheels and oddball components. Here's Maggy's trainer - "for the vertically enhanced."
Radio Freddy Would Not Approve...

And while we're talking All Things Magnus... Hit up Magnus' website, and buy some coffee. As Magnus says, "Terminate Your Thirst!" I'd do what he says, if I were you...
Speaking of Paris-Roubaix... "For Phil Ligget and Eric Heiden, I'm John Tesh... see you next year."
Yeah, I had the same thought you just did. Moser turns the cranks smoother than an electric motor even if the '86 Paris Roubaix was his last ride with the Queen. And if Bob Roll had lost any more time that year he'd have finished third in '87. H/t Blacklane.
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That's Maggy's beater!? That head tube is as long as my forearm. Some racer's beaters are bigger than others I guess. Alright... trainer time. See you on the roads.
That makes my commuter wreck look downright fancy.
It is not without reason that I like Maggy.
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