tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35556734765746607342024-03-12T21:37:36.157-07:00THE ADVENTURES OF JULES TURBOUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger129125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-70256378852849460102014-04-02T17:49:00.001-07:002014-04-02T17:49:06.612-07:00New Year, New BlogBack to the Blog-o-sphere. Facebook turned to be everything that I was told it was, but that I refused or didn't want to acknowledge or believe. Note to self: [_________________].
Ah, and so it goes.
So... the temperatures are rising and that means mountain biking on trails very soon. My single speed gear feels too easy right now, which is a very good sign that I might actually have some fitness.
Just read that distance running may lead to heart problems. Interesting.
Also just read that women who drink diet soda may die sooner than those who don't. Sort of interesting.
UGH. I hate this post. I hope I actually have something to discuss next time.
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-46528574446638155462012-11-13T16:10:00.000-08:002012-11-13T16:10:01.040-08:00Another year of cyclocross...<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">I'm sort of back to the blog-o-sphere. Seems that there are too many social media options these days. My son Robert still blogs, so I thought I'd give it another try. Facebook can be a tad trying on the soul sometimes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;">Muddling through another cross season. Another cross season that I had high hopes for being competitive in again. Another cross season of disappointments. Another cross season of having the will to be a fierce warrior racer, but with a body that won't cooperate. Another cross season with women lumped into one category. "Women". As if we all are the same age, category and ability. Another season of "you used to be good" and "what happened" and "you did great" even if I sucked up the place (which I'm getting pretty good at). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;">Maybe getting back into blogging wasn't such a good idea.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-81991237300148329022012-03-10T16:27:00.001-08:002012-03-10T16:27:00.631-08:00Robert Blur Solo.psd<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27518066@N05/6970895593/" title="Robert Blur Solo.psd"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7198/6970895593_0b4a0f4708.jpg" alt="Robert Blur Solo.psd by Flickr de Julie" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27518066@N05/6970895593/">Robert Blur Solo.psd</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27518066@N05/">Flickr de Julie</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>I've got a new toy - Photoshop Elements 10. Not the most creative editing, but fun... Here's to hours of fun not spent on Facebook.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-86005497783467281762011-09-26T16:27:00.000-07:002011-09-26T16:46:53.256-07:00OMBC MTB @ West Branch State Park 2011<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bwn7Fes-A8A/ToENaKFTh_I/AAAAAAAAAes/e9JaVDHlPNc/s1600/DSC_0660.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656817349988419570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bwn7Fes-A8A/ToENaKFTh_I/AAAAAAAAAes/e9JaVDHlPNc/s320/DSC_0660.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Awesome racing at West Branch State Park. Rode my single speed 29er and had a great, fun ride. Rudy, Tony, Bill, Kyle and Luke and I all made Lake Effect proud!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Lined up with only one other Sport Woman. The 2 other women who lined up are novices who just can't bring themselves to race their proper category. So after some whining to shorten the sport race (NO WAY BABY!), one faked an injury and one was out so long part of the course was already taken down! I won the Sport class on my single speed. The other racer was told to ride conservatively - and she still was 2nd - by more than an hour! Got to say that a freebie bike and zealot parents who inflate their child's ability for their own happiness is very sad. Oh well. That's part of the sport too I suppose.</div><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-91817920181658545592011-09-19T08:20:00.001-07:002011-09-19T08:20:02.708-07:00Women's "A" Podium - NEOCX #3 (Sept 18, 2011)<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gdbrekke/6161030349/" title="DSC_8321.jpg"><img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6204/6161030349_bf8e5ce4eb.jpg" alt="DSC_8321.jpg by Gregg Brekke" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gdbrekke/6161030349/">DSC_8321.jpg</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gdbrekke/">Gregg Brekke</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>So proud to stand next to such great racers! But you can see in my eyes that I'm not so sure about the whiskey prize and the shouts to take a swig... Egad. I choose not to drink and a swig could just put me out for a week. I don't want to encourage drinking either. I feel like such a square (yes, the 1950s reference is intentional)... I want to thank Spin for the prize and making such a big effort to make the race special!! Whiskey prizes on Whiskey Island!!</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-55572335370143884982011-09-19T08:11:00.001-07:002011-09-19T08:11:40.195-07:00Steve Twining - Team Lake Effect Racer Extrordinaire<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gdbrekke/6161560032/" title="DSC_8264.jpg"><img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6178/6161560032_d9d6454a8f.jpg" alt="DSC_8264.jpg by Gregg Brekke" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gdbrekke/6161560032/">DSC_8264.jpg</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gdbrekke/">Gregg Brekke</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>This is a photo of Steve from NEOCX #3 - taken by Gregg Brekke.<br /><br />So proud to have Steve as a team mate!!</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-21916010905255885682011-09-12T07:58:00.001-07:002011-09-12T07:58:46.081-07:00NEOCX #2 - Cascade Cross<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gdbrekke/6139147190/" title="DSC_6780.jpg"><img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6065/6139147190_7be3767376.jpg" alt="DSC_6780.jpg by Gregg Brekke" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gdbrekke/6139147190/">DSC_6780.jpg</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gdbrekke/">Gregg Brekke</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>Sept 11, 2011<br /><br />Run through the mud bog. Good fun.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-44579745279597345112011-08-13T16:46:00.000-07:002011-08-13T16:57:32.962-07:004 Ribs to Go...<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VDKw9NufeiM/TkcNOGBbRXI/AAAAAAAAAcc/_adz69UXZ90/s1600/food-ribs.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640491594090759538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VDKw9NufeiM/TkcNOGBbRXI/AAAAAAAAAcc/_adz69UXZ90/s320/food-ribs.jpg" /></a>
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<br /><div>No, not these kind of ribs. I think the only thing I couldeat in that picture is the tablecloth.</div>
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<br /><div>I mean the human, breakable kind. Last Saturday I took out my 29er MTB for the first time at W. Branch. Had a great time riding with my husband. But (and there's always a but), I got a little tooooooooooo confident with my added rock riding abilities that comes with bigger wheels and CRASH on an uphill rocky section. Luckily no one there to see me. Not even Rudy. Handle bar goes into one side of the "chest" (well, where my chest would be if I had one) and then lots-o-pain thank you. Having broken rib numbers 6-12 (not all on one side of the skeleton and not all at once either), I knew it wasn't good. I didn't say anything and even raced the next day at the Thorn MTB Trail Time Trial, even though it was painful and probably not a good call on my part. But if I wasn't going to tell anyone, well then I had no excuses not to ride.</div>
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<br /><div>So, it's rib #5 - confirmed by my ortho last Thursday. She was not surprised and didn't have to guess how I did it. So that just leaves ribs 1-4, which I hope never to break for a number of reasons. It's not an aspiration either. Just an observation. </div>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-28982546563761051042011-06-06T05:31:00.000-07:002011-06-06T05:33:01.212-07:00Mohican 100 MTB - My Single Speed AdventureI rode my first Mohican 100K on a singlespeed using a 34/23 gear set-up. It was also my first MTB race on a singlespeed. After the start, I spun my way to the first climb and was happy to know that I picked a good gear for climbing. I was moving along, albeit pretty slow, on the road section and couldn't wait for the single track, which came soon enough. But then we crawled. There was a line of racers for as far as I could see. But at the end of the first section (mile5), we were back at Mohican Advertures and then started the Mohican State Park 24 mile loop. There was another line of riders and we were again going pretty slowly, but I wanted to be patient because we still had 57 miles to go and I was on a singlespeed. After passing a few slower riders, I was in a group of about 8 and we had a great time on the fast, dry trails. We passed some riders but the pace seemed perfect. But eventually traffic and slower riders gave a few of us the incentive to pass and try to get some clear trail. I was amazed that I was able to pass so effeciently on my single speed - even going uphill. The need to keep up my speed so I didn't "stall" was really great incentive to keep a steady pace. That's one of the great things about a single speed - you are forced to ride steady and keep spinning. By mile 13 (8 on the park trail), I was feeling good but the flat section that lead to mile 14 (9) meant that my racing buddies pulled away as I spun my legs to go a whopping 10 mph. I was surprised to find that I was able to bridge right back up to my group when we hit the singletrack again. From about mile 15 to the Aid Station 1, it was just fun and fast trail riding and passing racers who were kind enough to let me pass (thank you!) without incident. I was eating 2 Clif Bloks every 1/2 hour and drinking lots of water. At Aid Station 1 I had some Coca Cola and oranges (so good) and took off again feeling really psyched about how good I felt. It took about 5 minutes to get back in the groove after stopping, but the awesome pine forest downhill spiral was just the thing to get me back to my racing cadence. I hooked up with some new guys and rode with them up to Aid Station 2. It is really helpful to find racers going at your pace to keep motivated and push each other along. I did another 5 minute stop and talked with lots of people I knew who were either starting to question their decision to do the full 100 miles or who, like me, said they actually felt okay. I left with Brett Davis and some other new guys, but after a few miles on the gravel road sections, I knew that going 10 mph in my 34/23 was going to lose me a lot of time and provide too much baking time in the hot sun. I watched for 15 miles as the geared racers catapulted past me. Ugh. But I spun and ate and drank and was able to ride the gravel road uphills which gave me some inspiration and motivation. This is the part of singlespeed that I found most frustrating - the road sections make for long spin sessions that feel like you are going nowhere. Fast. But then again, even the great John Lorsen told me that single speeders never feel like the ever have enough gear for the road. When we finally got to the back of the Mohican Wilderness I was very happy. The Wilderness trails were suprisingly muddy in spots and the loose stones on the trails provided for an interesting descent that made my head feel like it was going to bobble right off my body. Aid Station 3 was a very welcome sight. There were a lot of families, friends, volunteers, racers, food, water and, most importantly, a sense that at mile 47, the finish was within our grasps! At this point I was getting tired, but not bonking. I did another 5 minutes stop where I fueled up at Aid Station 3 and then drank while riding down Wally Rd. at my snails pace. I decided to just take advantage of the spin time on these roads and decided that if I was going to race single speed, I needed to deal with the frustration and instead turn it into something positive, like a chance to re-fuel and rest before tackling the upcoming hills and trails that were coming soon. And wow - the turn off Wally Rd. onto (un)Pleasant Valley Rd. was a shocker. About a mile straight up to the sky. I rode a while and then found that the guy walking his bike next to me was actually going faster and eventually passed me. So I walked up Mt. Everest with about 10 guys and we actually had enough air to talk, and before we knew it , we were at the top. Some more road, and then I lost touch again with my group. I noticed that almost everyone rode past Aid Station 5 at mile 57 or so, but I stopped for my 5 minute rest. I fueled up and stretched my quads, and then was off to ride the Mohican State Park trails again, including the first 4 miles in reverse. I was again shocked to find that I was about to catch my group who didn't stop at Aid 5, and then I ended up passing them. I had a lot of motivation and fuel to really ride the last 5 miles, I mean race them. I passed a lot of people on this stretch and was happy to pop off the trails, but then found myself on another road section. Double ugh. But much more could there be? A few turns and river crossing and we were faced with another climb and freshly cut double track and I remember thinking to myself, "Oh. This is mean. Just plain cruel." By now my shoulders and arms hurt from holding on to the bike for 7 hours, but I pushed ahead because I knew it was just another mile. More road, but I'll take it. I finished my 1st 100K on a singlespeed in one piece, no crashes, and in 8th place (out of 21 – and 20 of them being men!) in a time of 7:15. I'll take it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-77290948354976917052011-05-13T18:06:00.000-07:002011-05-13T18:07:58.387-07:00Oh, I know... It's been a long time....Wish I had a great post since its been 6 months. But alas... I don't.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-7930948382609076342010-10-11T17:56:00.001-07:002010-10-11T17:56:43.630-07:00Devou Park, KY - UCI3 CX Day 1<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kwellshamilton/5064098041/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4078/5064098041_513d125e5b_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kwellshamilton/5064098041/">Copy of IMG_1226</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kwellshamilton/">kwellshamilton@sbcglobal.net</a></span></div>Having fun crossing!<br clear="all" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-74366407018686384922010-09-07T11:09:00.000-07:002010-09-07T11:14:02.735-07:00Big Valley CX 2010 @ Camp ManatocYes, that's life flight landing at Camp Manatoc! But no, they are not landing to get me!! Talk about on-site medical - they were ready for anything! Even me! A beautiful <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jgq_TH3N0lU/TIaAE6kpAXI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/bNa1OxALGE4/s1600/IMG_0433.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514235615692521842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jgq_TH3N0lU/TIaAE6kpAXI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/bNa1OxALGE4/s320/IMG_0433.JPG" border="0" /></a>day for the first cross race of the 2010 NE Ohio CX Series. Team Lake Effect put on another great race to kick off the season right. Team Lake Effect was well represented in each category race.<br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-50232470632357705502010-08-09T07:26:00.001-07:002010-08-09T07:26:34.130-07:00Johnny P at the John Bryan 6 Hour MTB Race 2010<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kwellshamilton/4875738808/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4119/4875738808_275fb7ff3c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kwellshamilton/4875738808/">Copy of IMG_5758</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kwellshamilton/">kwellshamilton@sbcglobal.net</a></span></div>There goes Johnny on lap 8 of the race! Johnny and Robert were second male/male team and was one of only 2 teams to complete 8 laps!<br clear="all" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-72902031849270344002010-06-10T16:28:00.001-07:002010-06-10T16:28:59.453-07:00Kids today.... Can't get them to stop playing in the rain...<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27518066@N05/4681739921/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4068/4681739921_6efba0c39e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27518066@N05/4681739921/">Mohican 100 2010 263</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/27518066@N05/">Flickr de Julie</a></span></div>This is Rudy finishing up the Mohican 100K on Saturday, June 5. Like most of the day, it was pouring rain. On the up side, it kind of cleaned the mud off the jersey. On the down side, well, you can look at his body language for that! He did finish well in 6:36 and won the 50+, but if he hadn't missed a turn (which he couldn't see in the mud and rain without his glasses), he would have completed the course in about 6:10 or so. John Lorson sadly also missed the same turn. Probably lots of other racers too. It was an epic race. Kudos to all who attempted the race.<br clear="all" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-70114656095148034042010-05-26T07:51:00.000-07:002010-05-26T07:58:50.739-07:00The Bridge that CAMBA Built<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgq_TH3N0lU/S_01vRCSlMI/AAAAAAAAAas/_Y9LWbV9shY/s1600/CAMBA+-+Bridge+%40+Quail+Hollow+2010.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475591808095524034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jgq_TH3N0lU/S_01vRCSlMI/AAAAAAAAAas/_Y9LWbV9shY/s320/CAMBA+-+Bridge+%40+Quail+Hollow+2010.jpg" /></a><br /><div>At least 8 of us CAMBA members... On Sat, May 22nd, the 8 of us braved the elements, hiked into the swamp field at Quail Hollow State Park, spent 3 hours transporting (maybe 10+ trips) all of the heavy gear, wood, gravel, and other supplies into the swamp, leveling the ground and putting in gravel, measuring and putting in the "sleeper" logs every 3 feet, putting the 12 foot boards on top of the sleepers, nailing the boards (including pre-drills for the ends), and dragging ourselves back to the cars after a very long day. It was fun actually and I can't wait to try out the bridge myself! It's 250 feet long and covers the majority of the really horrible mud bogs. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-70624031990003040932010-05-17T16:16:00.001-07:002010-05-17T16:16:27.907-07:00Chippewa Creek Road Race 2010<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27518066@N05/4616512549/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4066/4616512549_fe6b933861_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27518066@N05/4616512549/">Chippewa Creek Road Race 2010</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/27518066@N05/">Flickr de Julie</a></span></div>Rudy wins the Masters 35+ race with ease. That's my Rudy.<br clear="all" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-80686990116399816002010-03-22T17:20:00.001-07:002010-03-22T17:20:47.681-07:00I told you it was a franken leg...<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27518066@N05/4411579500/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2769/4411579500_689fe9c4f8_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27518066@N05/4411579500/">IMG_0022</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/27518066@N05/">Flickr de Julie</a></span></div>I guess I couldn't expect a dainty scar...<br clear="all" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-37603471793356845272010-01-30T07:05:00.000-08:002010-01-30T07:07:44.616-08:00Don't Run Me Over!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jgq_TH3N0lU/S2RK1Hdm25I/AAAAAAAAAaY/HC8snwcJ868/s1600-h/dont+run+me+over.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432549326912412562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jgq_TH3N0lU/S2RK1Hdm25I/AAAAAAAAAaY/HC8snwcJ868/s320/dont+run+me+over.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.daddymart.com/shop/index.php?dispatch=products.view&product_id=855">Don't Run Me Over!</a>: </div><div> </div><div>"Don't Run Me Over!" I found this jersey on <a href="http://www.daddymart.com/">www.daddymart.com</a> that has "pimpin" bike stuff.</div><div> </div><div>I wish I had this when I got run over by a red light runner when I was 15...</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-19610537792190378542010-01-28T13:38:00.001-08:002010-01-28T13:38:01.715-08:00More Cowbell. It's what the country needs.<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/7436372@N06/4279453372/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4005/4279453372_22412a5056_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/7436372@N06/4279453372/">More Cowbell. It's what the country needs.</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/7436372@N06/">gk_bo_co</a></span></div><br clear="all" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-15542585858583729272010-01-24T16:58:00.000-08:002010-01-24T17:05:41.738-08:00Spinning my wheels...I just spin and spin and spin some more. No standing yet. Just sit and spin. I have anywhere from 2 to 10 weeks to go until the fracture heals in my leg. So I just spin. First denial (wait 3 days for an xray). Then anger (pretty cranky). Then bargaining (can I race at Nationals?). Then denial (start exercising again only to be in more pain than ever). Then acceptance (okay - it's still broken. I'll be good). So here I am. Uncle. So I just spin.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jgq_TH3N0lU/S1zs3U0BMzI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/_eM81kAvBtg/s1600-h/GivingUp.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 270px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430475685925827378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jgq_TH3N0lU/S1zs3U0BMzI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/_eM81kAvBtg/s320/GivingUp.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-86321993216493422692010-01-12T07:01:00.000-08:002010-01-12T07:02:37.365-08:00Where do you fit in?Some people think that fast age groupers/category racers should race only in the elite or expert division in races. I do not. Age group/category races and elite/expert races are two completely different animals - and the results of each shouldn't be compared to each other. Athletes have a choice to remain in their age group and category, or to become elite/expert, and that is a personal choice and a decision that only you should make based on your own circumstances including age, energy, injury, health, family, training time, work, etc. But in either case, you are legitimately racing provided an expert does not race novice! It is a huge jump from an age grouper/category racer to an elite/expert racer and that decision is not to be made lightly. I admire those who choose to jump – or not.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-46327663728121006832010-01-08T14:59:00.000-08:002010-01-08T15:15:42.380-08:00"All my life I wanted to be somebody.<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgq_TH3N0lU/S0e8gH-waUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/JGavJLoOQkI/s1600-h/somebodyt.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 152px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424511536275155266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jgq_TH3N0lU/S0e8gH-waUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/JGavJLoOQkI/s320/somebodyt.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Now I see I should have been more specific."</div><div>Lily Tomlin. Actress and comedian.</div><br /><div>Love it. Or should I say, somebody loves you.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-5124387014426734812010-01-06T15:28:00.000-08:002010-01-06T15:34:40.885-08:00Get your 3D on......you are getting sleepy, very sleepy. You are relaxed. You feel all of your worries leaving your body. You are happy. You are racing your bike. You have all the energy in the world. You are off the front going faster and faster. The scenery is so beautiful. <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jgq_TH3N0lU/S0Uc0xjtZXI/AAAAAAAAAZo/P-cAIG--lQQ/s1600-h/spiral.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 318px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423773019219518834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jgq_TH3N0lU/S0Uc0xjtZXI/AAAAAAAAAZo/P-cAIG--lQQ/s320/spiral.jpg" /></a>The roads are flat and you have a tailwind. You are having the perfect race. But no. You are dreaming, remember?<br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555673476574660734.post-88947667631689996212010-01-04T16:23:00.001-08:002010-01-05T05:27:04.670-08:00Did you ever imagine...<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27518066@N05/2989236106/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3209/2989236106_7ebc4c3988_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style=" margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27518066@N05/2989236106/">Wedding</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/27518066@N05/">Flickr de Julie</a></span></div>...that your life would feel, smell, and look like a beautiful bouquet of flowers? Imperfections and all, did you ever hope that life would be joyous to live, see and touch? Did you ever dream that one day you would find colorful friends that complemented you and together you would enrich each other's lives? Did you ever try to stay strong and vital but found that you have no choice but to fade away? <div><br /></div><div>Copyright 2010. Julie Lewis-Sroka.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0