<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875</id><updated>2011-10-22T21:13:17.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RideYourBike</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>149</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-3362059018287848516</id><published>2011-10-22T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T21:13:17.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A philosopher?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;So, especially when I have had lots of wine, I fancy myself a philosopher…okay, it’s a LOT of wine…anyway, this evening, having some yummy NC wine, I came up with this thought…we think the things that matter are the ones we can see and a value on but really the things that matter are the small things that no one can see and put a value on...&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The smell of your husband when you open his car even when he has been gone over a year, the feel of a hug from a true friend, your Mom’s unconditional love, your sister’s love when she covers you up and straightens your socks in a hospital bed, a text from someone unexpected, a phone call, the feel of your bicycle when you have had the best ride (inside and out) &amp;nbsp;and the list goes on and on.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Same story folks…value your loved ones because in a split second they can be gone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Take the time when it happens to really treasure the smell, feel, sounds, etc.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Because in the years to come…those are the things that really matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-3362059018287848516?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/3362059018287848516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=3362059018287848516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3362059018287848516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3362059018287848516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/10/philosopher.html' title='A philosopher?!?'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-3214967484364108462</id><published>2011-08-08T12:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T12:37:13.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes my brain goes a little off and takes a break from my blog and real life...it's part of my charm.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks have been especially frustrating.&amp;nbsp; Riding my bike causes some pain every time I ride and that is frustrating.&amp;nbsp; Somehow, I had my biggest mileage week of the year last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, I have never considered myself an athlete.&amp;nbsp; Even through 6 IM races, I still never thought of myself as an athlete.&amp;nbsp; And I am not sure I do today but one thing I do consider myself is a cyclist.&amp;nbsp; I'm not fast, I'm not great at it but it is what I am.&amp;nbsp; I don't limit myself to this but in athletic terms it is what I am. Cycling has brought such joy to my life.&amp;nbsp; I have made some of my best friends through cycling.&amp;nbsp; I found out my Dad died while I was on my bike.&amp;nbsp; I have cried, smiled, laughed, angered and every other emotion I can think of while riding.&amp;nbsp; My friend, Pat, calls that bike therapy.&amp;nbsp; I have actually solved all the world's problems while riding...of course, I forget the solutions when I get home.&amp;nbsp; Another part of my charm, I guess.&amp;nbsp; Really, I am writing this to encourage readers to do what they love even though it hurts sometimes.&amp;nbsp; Because in the end, it is what you are. And if it makes you happy or you finish and feel a million times better then it was worth it.&amp;nbsp; This is not to say you won't ever have a bad day but those bad days make you appreciate the good ones even more.&amp;nbsp; So, pedal on friends, pedal on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-3214967484364108462?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/3214967484364108462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=3214967484364108462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3214967484364108462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3214967484364108462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-again.html' title='Back again...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-461784091130096769</id><published>2011-04-30T18:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T18:13:41.699-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DMZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;4/30/2011 4:54 PM(5:54 AM 5/1/2011 Seoul, Korea time) As I write this, I am sitting in my husband’s apartment in Seoul, Korea. It’s early and somehow after almost a week my body is still on good ole USA time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KpsMY9ay_Hs/TbyHgCPNTPI/AAAAAAAAB8A/uUyBjSDvhsM/s1600/IMG_3601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KpsMY9ay_Hs/TbyHgCPNTPI/AAAAAAAAB8A/uUyBjSDvhsM/s200/IMG_3601.JPG" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A few days ago, we visited the DMZ (Demilitarized Zone) and this really got me to thinking. Korea fought for decades to get their freedom from Japan. In 1945, they finally did! In 1950, South and North Korea engaged in an all-out civil war. They ARE still fighting this war and are the only country in the entire world that is divided currently. On the 38th parallel is where the country is divided. Along this there are huge barbed wire fences with armed guards and if you cross the 38th parallel, you will either be shocked or shot. This is truly a site to be seen. There are tunnels underground from North Korea that were literally made with dynamite and were intended to launch a full attack on Seoul. South Korea requires their young men to spend 23 months in the ROK Army (Republic of Korea) and North Korea requires their young men to spend almost 10 years in military service. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The DMZ is a 2 mile zone on each side of the 38th parallel. This is a buffer zone between the two sides. Now, we might just think this is a line…but this line divides families, friends, and people of the same country. Very few people are allowed to cross the 38th parallel and if and when they do, it is really restricted as to where they can go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Vh-KFv5r5c/TbyInRnkOFI/AAAAAAAAB8E/oQieVhahaRg/s1600/IMG_3598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Vh-KFv5r5c/TbyInRnkOFI/AAAAAAAAB8E/oQieVhahaRg/s200/IMG_3598.JPG" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As we were lucky to see this area, it got me to thinking how lucky we are as Americans. Most of us have never seen any effects of a true war. We very rarely think of those who are fighting in a war and while we truly appreciate them, we can never know what that might be like. We take for granted that we can usually go and see our families and friends with little government restriction. We do not have to look at armed guards every day that are trained to shoot on site. We go about our daily business and dwell on what we think is important and dwell on injustices or something someone did or said to us. I am one who is very guilty of both these things. My own husband has fought in a war that I don’t even want to think about what he does while I am mad because my grass isn’t perfect or someone didn’t invite me to go on a bike ride. REALLY?!?! The DMZ really opened my eyes to how lucky we are all in the USA. Most of us were not alive when the last war was fought on US soil and we usually feel no effects (except rising gas costs which we complain about) so we have no idea what it is like to be in a country truly divided. We really don’t understand how lucky we are. We go about our business without any thought to people who have given their lives so we can go about our business without any thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;In the Korean War alone, over 100,000 AMERICANS gave their lives to help ensure freedom for South Korea. What does this mean to us? We don’t live in Korea…but it ensures free trade from Korea (more products than you can imagine come from Korea) and an ally if we should come under attack. If you are in the military service, it could mean you might be stationed here and it ensures that Korean people treat you extremely kindly and are very friendly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So, here’s what I can do about this…I can learn more about this war and appreciate those who gave their lives. I can share this knowledge with others. AND most importantly, I can stop to realize how lucky I am and how good my life is. I will probably keep complaining about my yard and bike rides. But I am going to try and keep it all in perspective and be thankful that I am an American and that God has afforded me opportunities that some people will never have. Here’s the challenge to you…can you do that? Stop! Think about how lucky we are and then be thankful for our lives as Americans and not complain about things that we are extremely lucky to have?!?! We have never really seen a true war and we can see anyone we want without government restriction. We do not have to be afraid of crossing from Texas into Oklahoma (or any other state) without being shot. We do not have to see armed guards daily and be separated by a 2 mile DMZ with nasty looking barbed wire…We can ride our bikes across the entire country if we wanted to!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, think about how lucky we are and be thankful! That’s what I am going to try and do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-461784091130096769?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/461784091130096769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=461784091130096769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/461784091130096769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/461784091130096769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/04/dmz.html' title='DMZ'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KpsMY9ay_Hs/TbyHgCPNTPI/AAAAAAAAB8A/uUyBjSDvhsM/s72-c/IMG_3601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-6054681823208850324</id><published>2011-04-15T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T23:19:13.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More stuff you can actually use...</title><content type='html'>So, yesterday, I got in my April Century.&amp;nbsp; My friend, Lou, somehow convinced me to join UMCA - Ultra Marathon Cycling Association-Year Rounder Challenge (&lt;a href="http://www.ultracycling.com/standings/umc.html)%20so"&gt;http://www.ultracycling.com/standings/umc.html)%20so&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;so I have been trying to get a century a month.&amp;nbsp; Fortunately, they let you count a century over 90 miles because I ran out of daylight and my get-up and go-got up and went!&amp;nbsp; While I was riding, the front of my knee hurt like the dickens (and how bad does the dickens hurt??? hmmmmm....).&amp;nbsp; Now, I have made several changes to my bike so last night I went to actually look for a chart that would help me narrow it down.&amp;nbsp; I found one and it was very helpful and thought it might be worth sharing.&amp;nbsp; Now, do NOT take this in lieu of a professional fitting which you can get&amp;nbsp;at a professional&amp;nbsp;bicycle fitter/shop near you.&amp;nbsp; But here is a chart that may be helpful if you are trying to get dialed in or can't figure out what it could be&amp;nbsp;at midnight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Directly From &lt;a href="http://www.caree.org/bike101bikefit.htm"&gt;http://www.caree.org/bike101bikefit.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Troubleshooting Common Bike-Fit Problems&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Symptom&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Likely Cause&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Solution&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You’re always scooting forward on the seat&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Stem may be too long so you pull yourself forward as you ride; saddle nose may be tipped down too much&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Install a shorter stem; level saddle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You’re always scooting back on the seat&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Stem may be too short so you feel cramped and push yourself back; saddle nose may be tipped back; saddle may be too far forward on the rails&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Install a longer stem; level the seat and center it on the rails; move your seat back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Lower back hurts&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Stem too low or too long; must strain back to reach bars; or seat may be too high, causing rocking when pedaling&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Try raising the stem/handlebars; still hurts? try shorter stem; check and adjust seat height &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Neck hurts&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Stem too low; must crane neck to see&lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Raise the stem/bars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Hands hurt&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Stem too low; too much weight on hands; saddle may be pointed down&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Raise the stem/bars&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;level saddle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Front of knee hurts&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Seat too low and/or too far forward, straining knees&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Raise seat; may need to move seat further back as well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Back of knee hurts&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Seat too high, over-extending leg&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Lower seat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Numb bum all the time&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Too much weight on the seat; may need to slide back a little on the seat.&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Try to sit such that you feel the weight on your sit bones rather than the front or center of your crotch Lower handlebar position; check seat height as it may be too high; May need to try another brand of shorts and or seat; lose weight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Achilles tendon hurts&lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Pedaling too much on your toes; cleats too far forward on your shoes; feet may not be forward enough over the pedal&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Keep the balls of your feet over the pedals when you’re pedaling; move cleats back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bad gas&lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Eating too many energy bars&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Ride at the back of the pack &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Extra Bike-Fit Tips&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;How you ride has a lot to do with comfort, too. The number one problem for many cyclists is what I call the vulture riding position, because it resembles that animal’s posture. It’s what a cyclist looks like when he locks his elbows and raises his shoulders, a position even hard-core pedalers often develop. You’ll feel a lot better if you RELAX. Every few miles, shrug your shoulders and let them drop and keep those elbows bent.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never raise any bike part too high because it can lead to failure and a crash. Parts are usually marked with limit lines that, when exposed, indicate that the part is too high. Heed these markings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once you’ve found the correct seat height, mark the seat post. Please do this before you travel. This way—if the post slips, or when you pack the bike for shipping—you’ll quickly be able to get it back in the right spot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Likewise, measure from the top of the saddle to the center of the pedal axle (put the pedal at the bottom of its stroke, down around six o’clock) and memorize and jot down the number where you can find it. It’ll come in handy if you have to set up another bike, say a rental or borrowed one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Early in the season you’re not as flexible and you’ll probably enjoy a higher handlebar position. As you ride more regularly, you’ll gain flexibility and may want to lower the bars to stretch out a bit more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Women often require additional changes such as narrower handlebars, shorter stems and easier to operate brake levers. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-6054681823208850324?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/6054681823208850324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=6054681823208850324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6054681823208850324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6054681823208850324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-stuff-you-can-actually-use.html' title='More stuff you can actually use...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-6100412543845006800</id><published>2011-04-06T09:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T09:14:07.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A post you can actually use-how to pack your bike bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;As I was repacking my bike bag to ride this morning, I thought of my dear friend, Ginger.&amp;nbsp; She taught me this valuable trick some time ago and while I would love to say I thought of it, I didn't!! However, it is extremely valuable and&amp;nbsp;thought I would share it with you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;How to pack your bike bag that goes on your bike:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gNQ_roJXwNI/TZxjUHnYPjI/AAAAAAAAB7g/NKmccwFmYbg/s1600/PTDC0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gNQ_roJXwNI/TZxjUHnYPjI/AAAAAAAAB7g/NKmccwFmYbg/s200/PTDC0012.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1. Gather your supplies.&amp;nbsp; I carry two tubes, two Co2s, two Co2 heads, 3 tire levers and an alien tool.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; 1) I have gotten two flats on one ride, 2) if a friend has a flat you have spare stuff, 3) if you have one flat and forget to reload your bag, you still have one set of repair supplies, 4) if you lose one Co2 head on the road, you still have an extra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;So, how do you get all this stuff in that little bag...here's Ginger's trick...take the tubes and wrap them in plastic wrap.&amp;nbsp; It gets all the air out and makes them smaller.&amp;nbsp; So, I actually hate plastic wrap so if that doesn't work, use aluminum foil.&amp;nbsp; You can still squeeze the tube together tight.&amp;nbsp;It is not quite as effective but it will work in a pinch.&amp;nbsp; As you can see I have one in plastic wrap and one in aluminum foil.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wGrUe3lyf68/TZxkfrnsreI/AAAAAAAAB7k/TZNak8nowTs/s1600/PTDC0014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wGrUe3lyf68/TZxkfrnsreI/AAAAAAAAB7k/TZNak8nowTs/s200/PTDC0014.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2. It depends on the size of your bag but usually putting the tubes at the bottom and a Co2 cartridge in the middle works for me.&amp;nbsp; Then work the rest of the goodies into the bag.&amp;nbsp; See, I have my tubes at the bottom, one Co2 on the bottom.&amp;nbsp; My alien tool, other Co2&amp;nbsp;and tire levers are on top.&amp;nbsp; You can't see this&amp;nbsp;but there is a pocket on the inside of&amp;nbsp;the flap&amp;nbsp;and that's where&amp;nbsp;one of the Co2 heads are and one is actually on Co2 cartridge to save a little more space.&amp;nbsp;It might be a tight squeeze but you can do it now the tubes are much smaller!&amp;nbsp; Thanks again Ginger!&amp;nbsp; Do you really need all this stuff?&amp;nbsp; Maybe not the additional Co2 head&amp;nbsp;but the rest I would take!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6J2D79vyRaA/TZxlvZ29Y-I/AAAAAAAAB7o/XRNGht823DA/s1600/PTDC0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6J2D79vyRaA/TZxlvZ29Y-I/AAAAAAAAB7o/XRNGht823DA/s200/PTDC0016.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;Yes, I really do have all this stuff in my bag and on my bike.&amp;nbsp; Stop me and I will show barring I don't have a flat and forget to repack it.&amp;nbsp; Not only do I have it on my bike, I have bottle holders on the back of my bike and my bag is tucked under that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This is very useful also because in the summer, I go on long rides with few stops and I drink a ton of water/electrolytes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, go ride your bike!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-6100412543845006800?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/6100412543845006800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=6100412543845006800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6100412543845006800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6100412543845006800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/04/post-you-can-actually-use-how-to-pack.html' title='A post you can actually use-how to pack your bike bag'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gNQ_roJXwNI/TZxjUHnYPjI/AAAAAAAAB7g/NKmccwFmYbg/s72-c/PTDC0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-403466969738734251</id><published>2011-03-26T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T22:48:58.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Opportunity...</title><content type='html'>The past year and a half I have had many struggles that made me wrestle with the meaning of life and the whys and whats???&amp;nbsp; Today, I was presented with an opportunity that at first I wasn't sure but then I thought "What a once in a lifetime opportunity!"&amp;nbsp; Before I reveal it, I am still in the discovery stage and working it out with my family.&amp;nbsp; However, I will say that I am honored that the person who asked me is someone who I like very much and have a ton of respect for.&amp;nbsp; This means this person trusts my ability.&amp;nbsp; I also am honored that the&amp;nbsp;person that had the idea recommended me.&amp;nbsp; She is a person I feel that we are kindred spirits.&amp;nbsp; Don't ask why because I don't know.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I am in the process of discussing it with my Doodle Bug and learning more about it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made me think that it is true...all things happen for a reason.&amp;nbsp; I lost my job I loved last year and it literally broke my heart. I went from making $1000+ a month to making A LOT less.&amp;nbsp; My spirit was broken.&amp;nbsp; But today this made me think about what this has actually done for me.&amp;nbsp; Before Atticus died, I spent a lot of time with him.&amp;nbsp; I am able to go to Korea soon.&amp;nbsp; I may take this once in a lifetime opportunity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, before you are like me to say NO right off the bat, look at things as an opportunity and not as a problem....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-403466969738734251?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/403466969738734251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=403466969738734251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/403466969738734251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/403466969738734251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/03/opportunity.html' title='Opportunity...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-6445496775109766282</id><published>2011-03-24T22:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T22:36:38.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies when you are having fun.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is our 14th wedding anniversary.&amp;nbsp; Time flies when you are having fun!&amp;nbsp; So, I thought I would share 10 things I have learned from 14 years of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;1) Be yourself.&amp;nbsp; If you are as lucky as I am, your spouse really does love you for you, no matter your flaws.&lt;br /&gt;2) Learn how to be alone.&amp;nbsp; This sounds crazy.&amp;nbsp; My husband is often gone 9-10 months out of the year.&amp;nbsp; I have to be alone.&amp;nbsp; So, I try (and don't always succeed) to embrace that.&lt;br /&gt;3) People shouldn't be able to have a $10,000+ wedding or any wedding until they have been married at least 5 years.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Really those are the years you figure out if you can be with that person forever!&lt;br /&gt;4) Learn how to be self-supporting and how to call the mechanic, do 12 things at once, figure out how to get to work and get your car to the shop and somehow have time to ride your bicycle, etc, etc, I often say if I waited on a man to do something then I would be waiting til I was dead.&amp;nbsp; That sounds mean but it's not.&amp;nbsp; The more you are self-supporting and know how to do things, you will feel better and your significant other will feel better if they are called away.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;5) It's okay to love someone with your whole heart and just know that you are #1 in their life.&amp;nbsp; NO MATTER WHAT!&amp;nbsp; This is hard for me...sometimes I feel unimportant but my husband makes me feel like I am the most important thing in his life and every decision he makes is for us, not just him.&lt;br /&gt;6) Get over the little stuff...when you are young and newly married, you often get all jacked up over stuff that doesn't really matter.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;7) It's okay to miss the way your husband/wife smells. Sometimes I will run across something that smells like my Doodle Bug and it is the best smell.&lt;br /&gt;8) Love your in-laws.&amp;nbsp; These are the people who made your spouse who they are.&amp;nbsp; They, like you, only want the best for their child.&amp;nbsp; A lot of times, it has nothing to do with you.&lt;br /&gt;9) Make sure&amp;nbsp;your spouse always kiss you good night. I go to bed way earlier than my husband and every night he is here, he tucks me in and kisses me good night.&amp;nbsp; Even if you are mad at them, because that one kiss makes everything okay.&amp;nbsp; I even bought a sign that hangs close to my bed that says Kiss Me Good Night!&lt;br /&gt;10) Despite popular opinion, walk away when you are mad.&amp;nbsp; This will benefit you and your spouse in many ways.&amp;nbsp; In our house, when we argue and walk away...our house is crazy clean.&amp;nbsp; Or I have rode my bicycle to China and back.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Really, I usually only stay really mad for an hour or so.&amp;nbsp; Then I am done with it.&amp;nbsp; So, embrace it, deal with it right away and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me share this.&amp;nbsp; Every marriage is different. I am thankful for having a husband who loves me for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-6445496775109766282?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/6445496775109766282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=6445496775109766282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6445496775109766282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6445496775109766282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/03/time-flies-when-you-are-having-fun.html' title='Time flies when you are having fun.'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-1279838178722179734</id><published>2011-03-21T02:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T02:48:39.265-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Say what you need to say</title><content type='html'>Okay, if you didn't know this, John Mayer is absolutely my favorite artist.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if it is because he can play the s**t of a guitar or his lyrics.&amp;nbsp;Probably the lyrics,&amp;nbsp;I am lyric person and I think very deeply sometimes.&amp;nbsp; A therapist once told me that I carry others' baggage-whether I know them or not...anyhow, there is one song of John Mayer's I love but I don't listen to very often but tonight the vino won the battle between me and this song.&amp;nbsp; The song is Say.&amp;nbsp; If you saw the movie The Bucket List, you might understand.&amp;nbsp; Shortly before this was released, my Dad died from lung cancer and my mother warned me not to watch it but I did and somehow Jack Nicholson looked and acted like my Dad.&amp;nbsp; The details of that part of life are boring but would look good on Jerry Springer.&amp;nbsp; Say...it's hard to listen to because it says lots of things we don't want to hear.&amp;nbsp; So here it is in black and white...so please say what you need to say to those you love because you just never know.&amp;nbsp; We all hear that all the time.&amp;nbsp; But REALLY do it.&amp;nbsp; Trust me, you won't be sorry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WQtGqmi2O2U"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WQtGqmi2O2U&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tX4jBL29aic"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tX4jBL29aic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take all of your wasted honor,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every little past frustration&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take all of your so-called problems&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Better put 'em in quotations&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walkin' like a one man army&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fighting with the shadows in your head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Living out the same old moments&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowin' you'd be better off instead &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If You Could Only SAY what you need to say...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the hardest lyric for me because sometimes I can see my Dad's eyes closing even though I wasn't there and often my faith is broken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if your hands are shaking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And your faith is broken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even as the eyes are closing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do it with a heart wide open, wide...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People!&amp;nbsp; Put the BS behind you because the person you care about the most might not be here tomorrow. If you have never had someone close to you die, you might not have any idea but those who have, they do know.&amp;nbsp; Don't waste one second. We all do it but really really really try to do better.&amp;nbsp; I will and I hope you will too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cause, "You better know that in the end, it's better to say too much then to never say what you need to say again."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-1279838178722179734?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/1279838178722179734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=1279838178722179734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1279838178722179734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1279838178722179734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/03/say-what-you-need-to-say.html' title='Say what you need to say'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-1777856223037939498</id><published>2011-03-19T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T22:49:14.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You know how you say, we need to plan to get together again, but never do.</title><content type='html'>Today, my Mom sent me an email about one of her former co-workers, Ruffin.&amp;nbsp; He passed yesterday and she wrote me this today about him, "You know how you say, we need to plan to get together again, but never do."&amp;nbsp; Ruffin was a kind, gentle man in my mind and I think my parents are really sad about his passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this got me to thinking about what she said, "You know how you say, we need to plan to get together again, but never do."&amp;nbsp; When I was in high school, I had a boyfriend, John K., whose Mom passed while we were dating and this actually taught me a lot.&amp;nbsp; It taught me to always say I love you and get together when you should.&amp;nbsp; So, I have always tried to say I love you and get together when I could.&amp;nbsp; I have not always succeeded but I am human.&amp;nbsp; Today, we had a car wash and when I left I made Bob M. hug me and said "because you just never know"&amp;nbsp; and you don't.&amp;nbsp; So, hug the ones you love and get together with the folks you want to because you just never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this have to do with riding a bike?&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I don't know.&amp;nbsp; I can only think of saying we should ride and then don't and then what if something happened?&amp;nbsp; How would you feel?&amp;nbsp; So what if that person is faster, slower, etc, etc.&amp;nbsp; Life is short!&amp;nbsp; People are gone before you know it.&amp;nbsp; Maybe not just through death but moving or changing hobbies.&amp;nbsp; Who knows?&amp;nbsp; So, if you care about someone or want to ride, DO IT!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You don't know and you might end up with regrets.&amp;nbsp; Don't do that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the obvious, this thought makes me so sad.&amp;nbsp; My husband is active duty military.&amp;nbsp; While I am so proud of him for serving and giving up probably 5-7 years apart from his family (and people probably shooting at him), I know this means we will probably be moving within the year and this makes me so sad.&amp;nbsp; Sad because I have been blessed with lots of cycling friends that I may never see again.&amp;nbsp; Do they care? I hope so.&amp;nbsp; I care.&amp;nbsp; I have been inspired by lots of cycling friends that I may never say that to or see after I leave.&amp;nbsp; And like my Mom I say we will get together or stay in touch but I know that we probably won't.&amp;nbsp; Not out of some mean intention but life tends to get in the way.&amp;nbsp; Soon, we will have less memories of each other but then one day we will wish we shoulda, woulda, coulda and it's too late.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Don't do it folks.&amp;nbsp; Love the people you care about and do get together.&amp;nbsp; I am going to do my best to do that because it's important and I don't want to be a shoulda, woulda, coulda.&amp;nbsp; You don't do it either.&amp;nbsp; Life is short!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-1777856223037939498?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/1777856223037939498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=1777856223037939498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1777856223037939498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1777856223037939498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-know-how-you-say-we-need-to-plan-to.html' title='You know how you say, we need to plan to get together again, but never do.'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-5180903056918870978</id><published>2011-03-19T00:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T00:57:19.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe in you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9Lm0Kgkgf7w/TYQ3nldCT_I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/JGd8e1qcHlo/s1600/breastcancer1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9Lm0Kgkgf7w/TYQ3nldCT_I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/JGd8e1qcHlo/s1600/breastcancer1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My friend, Kathy, has breast cancer.&amp;nbsp; We have a long history together as she was pregnant with her son when my mom was pregnant with me.&amp;nbsp; So, it is safe to say she has known me my WHOLE life!&amp;nbsp; Kathy writes these wonderful letters and sends the best care packages and I have been fortunate enough to receive lots of them over many moons.&amp;nbsp; She and I went to every bar on a cruise boat one night on my mom's 50th birthday cruise!&amp;nbsp; She was at Ironman Florida.&amp;nbsp; This New Year's I was fortunate enough to spend time with her and Kenny in a beautiful place. &amp;nbsp;I am sure that my mother has told her many of my&amp;nbsp;adventures.&amp;nbsp; She is probably one of the most wonderful people I have ever known.&amp;nbsp; She is kind, she is beautiful, she is always smiling&amp;nbsp;and she is thoughtful.&amp;nbsp; When my Mom told me she had breast cancer, it was like one of my favorite aunts had been diagnosed.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;We have had a lot of cancer over the years and the C word scares me to death.&amp;nbsp; My Dad died from lung cancer (quit smoking Folks!), my Mom had uterine cancer, my StepDad had prostate cancer, and although undiagnosed we think my Grandma had some type of cancer.&amp;nbsp; My friend, Alexa, had breast cancer and was still in remission when I met her years later.&amp;nbsp; My other friend, Ruth, had breast cancer when I worked with her at Holy Trinity.&amp;nbsp; To me, the thought of Kathy having breast cancer scared me to death.&amp;nbsp; Here is what I know...I know she is strong and she can do this.&amp;nbsp; However, I love to send cards so every so often I send her a card when I see a good one and today at Target, I saw one and it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in mind over matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the human spirit to prevail.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in miracles &amp;amp; blessings, both great &amp;amp; small.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that hurdles in life are meant to be jumped over, not as something to stop us.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This card about brought me to tears in the card aisle in Target.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; (Well, I may have PMS) Because I do believe in all of these things and I do believe in Kathy.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I wish someone would say that to me but I believe in Kathy and I just know all will be okay!&amp;nbsp; My Mom told me recently she was going through radiation and it wasn't going the best.&amp;nbsp; Radiation is poison.&amp;nbsp; Somehow it works but I don't know how a poison can work in your body.&amp;nbsp; I am sure I could Google it.&amp;nbsp; I remember meeting my Dad after he had radiation and it was not great.&amp;nbsp; I have been spared most of the bad stuff with cancer, I have seen a few hard times and I have no idea what that must be like.&amp;nbsp; But there are only a few people I know that are this strong and Kathy is one of them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here is the point to you...I believe in you whoever you are and you should believe in yourself.&amp;nbsp; You can do whatever you set your mind to.&amp;nbsp; There will be hurdles but there will also be many miracles and blessings (big and small) and many possibilities.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes all you need to get to where ever you are going is for someone to believe in you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-5180903056918870978?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/5180903056918870978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=5180903056918870978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5180903056918870978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5180903056918870978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-believe-in-you.html' title='I believe in you.'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9Lm0Kgkgf7w/TYQ3nldCT_I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/JGd8e1qcHlo/s72-c/breastcancer1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-2522298467863550737</id><published>2011-03-16T20:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T20:58:57.454-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind is my frienemie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-w45VafaEmV0/TYFcu4RntXI/AAAAAAAAB6A/VwARR3DfD4w/s1600/wind.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="174" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-w45VafaEmV0/TYFcu4RntXI/AAAAAAAAB6A/VwARR3DfD4w/s200/wind.bmp" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, I know it will be windy from March to May here.&amp;nbsp; It happens every year but I think I forget how much the wind can kick my booty.&amp;nbsp; Today, I rode with my cycling bud, Andrew, on his easy ride (notice I said his easy ride) and of course, I felt like we had a head wind on the way out.&amp;nbsp; The wind sometimes breaks your spirit and it did mine today.&amp;nbsp; But wind, like hills, are supposed to be our friends.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes they are and they make us stronger, etc, etc, etc. and they are your friend.&amp;nbsp;But some days they just break you down and then they are your enemy.&amp;nbsp; So, that makes them our frienemies.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frienemie teaches us how to get through things we don't like and we are better on the other side of them.&amp;nbsp; But gosh, sometimes it hurts to go through them. So, I pushed through the wind and it wasn't easy but I know come summer time I will be thankful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-2522298467863550737?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/2522298467863550737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=2522298467863550737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2522298467863550737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2522298467863550737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/03/wind-is-my-frienemie.html' title='Wind is my frienemie!'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-w45VafaEmV0/TYFcu4RntXI/AAAAAAAAB6A/VwARR3DfD4w/s72-c/wind.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-5987710593614261224</id><published>2011-03-16T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T00:03:53.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"There is more to life than increasing its speed."</title><content type='html'>Every week I watch Hoarders and this actually makes me clean my house like a crazy person.&amp;nbsp; Hope I never get into a marathon... One result of this is that I keep several binders of articles I plan to use later.&amp;nbsp; So, this week when I was going through my articles to file, I found this quote, "There is more to life than increasing its speed." Mahatma Gandhi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, ain't that the truth?&amp;nbsp; We are always so busy trying to speed through life that I think we often lose sight of the true purpose of life.&amp;nbsp; We lose sight of what is really important.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, on several group bike rides, this has&amp;nbsp;happened.&amp;nbsp; People want to speed through the ride to get done or go here or there...the heck with everyone else.&amp;nbsp; Now, I know some people can fly through a ride with no extra effort and I know some people can ride to China and back with little effort.&amp;nbsp; And maybe that is important to those people and that is fantastic.&amp;nbsp; But it is not important to all members of the group...there are some cyclists that ride their bikes to be social, to exercise and to have fun.&amp;nbsp; Now, this is only my opinion and really that and $4 can get you a cup of coffee at Starbucks...what is really and truly important to me are people that I care about and want to share the thing I love with.&amp;nbsp; Realistically, I know this is not important to everyone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a spouse of a fella who spends 9-10 months out of the year somewhere else, I can tell you, without one iota of a doubt, that the seconds you spend with any person you care about are valuable.&amp;nbsp; We don't want to speed through it.&amp;nbsp; There is more to life than increasing its speed.&amp;nbsp; Trust me when I tell you that I would not speed through one second of the time I spend with the Doodle Bug.&amp;nbsp; And when he is gone, those are the seconds I wish I would have relished more.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to increase the speed of that because I want to enjoy the more part of this quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you think...REALLY???&amp;nbsp; These are just some people I ride with!&amp;nbsp; Really...These are people you spend the majority of your free time with.&amp;nbsp; These are the people who can truly understand your passion.&amp;nbsp; These are the people who will help you when you need it.&amp;nbsp; Now, are these people more important than your family?&amp;nbsp; I sure hope not!&amp;nbsp; But they are people who enjoy the same passion you have and the time you have with them should not be sped through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I know people will argue this point and maybe they are right. What do I know? Everyone's idea of important things differs. Here is what I&amp;nbsp;think and agree with Gandhi, "There is more to life than increasing its speed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, I know we all have different goals.&amp;nbsp; That is fantastic!&amp;nbsp; Go for them!&amp;nbsp; But don't forget about what is truly important and what not to speed through.&amp;nbsp; What is important to you?&amp;nbsp; Write it down and put it somewhere that will remind you of the important stuff and what not to speed through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-5987710593614261224?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/5987710593614261224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=5987710593614261224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5987710593614261224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5987710593614261224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/03/there-is-more-to-life-than-increasing.html' title='&quot;There is more to life than increasing its speed.&quot;'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-6041628877917461873</id><published>2011-03-11T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T20:54:24.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In my life, I have made a lot of mistakes that I truly regret. TD Jakes once said on unforgiveness…you can forgive someone but you don’t have to be their best friend. Hmmmm…does this mean you can ask for forgiveness and not have to be someone’s best friend? If you haven’t figured this out by now, I might try to act tough but most people really know I have a tender heart and I take things personally, get my feelings hurt easily and I do think about things I have done wrong to someone or something and make myself nuts about them. There are lots of mistakes I have made in my life that I am truly sorry for. Some I don’t care if the person knows that and some I do care if they know. Mistakes…everyone makes them and they hurt others (even if unintentionally). Without going into detail, I have let some people down and I am sorry. I don’t know how to approach that with these people but gosh, I sure hope they know that I know I made mistakes and I am truly sorry. You can never go back to where you were before but you can forgive. This is a difficult concept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-RRLm9bbP1aQ/TXrR41IjnzI/AAAAAAAAB5g/irpPMpbJCZk/s1600/RWO1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-RRLm9bbP1aQ/TXrR41IjnzI/AAAAAAAAB5g/irpPMpbJCZk/s200/RWO1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, what does this have to do with riding your bicycle? Well…sometimes life is like riding a bicycle. You start out with a group and you work really hard to stay with this group. But you make some mistake and you lose the group or leave someone out there alone that doesn’t know their way. If you are still with the group and left someone out there alone that doesn’t know their way, that’s a mistake because that person trusted you. If you lose the group and have to find your way on your own and get lost, then that’s a problem too. What do you do in either situation? Hard to tell but in your heart you know the right thing and you have forgive that person and YOURSELF! At the end of the ride, did you leave feeling crappy or good? Now, some people don’t get it and never will. But most of us do get it. I have done both…made a mistake and lost the group AND left someone out there. For those things I am truly sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the positive to take away from that…we all make mistakes (I make them every single day). You have to forgive your own mistakes and the mistakes of others. Each mistake teaches you something – good or bad. Take the lesson. Sounds cliché, I know but oh, so true. Most importantly, know you made a mistake and apologize even if it is eons later. This takes a huge burden off you even if the person hates you forever. You did what you could and at the end of the day, sometimes that is really all you can do. One more thing, and listen to me here, forgive yourself. We are all human. If no one ever made a mistake, think of how boring things would be or how we would never know hard times to appreciate the good ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-uCbsKWWNiao/TXrQZElAGQI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/WlCODVqmSKs/s1600/forgiveme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="121" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-uCbsKWWNiao/TXrQZElAGQI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/WlCODVqmSKs/s200/forgiveme.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To the people I have wronged, I am sorry. I am sure whatever and whoever it is I could come up with a laundry list of excuses but all that matters is that I am sorry I hurt you and I will try to never lose the group or leave you out there alone again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-i6-nvh44WvU/TXrR6VbYKuI/AAAAAAAAB5k/-w5GCkQ6ruI/s1600/tnbike047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-i6-nvh44WvU/TXrR6VbYKuI/AAAAAAAAB5k/-w5GCkQ6ruI/s1600/tnbike047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Last thing here…my Dad died 5 years ago April 2. The last time I saw him I was so mad at him but I will tell you that the one thing I take comfort in is that the very last thing I said to him (even if my anger) is I love you. I also wrote him a letter that I actually had to pay for with others but I will tell you that I am glad I said I love you and that I wrote that letter. I will also tell you that my sister later told me that my Dad said “I know she loves me” and I never doubted that he loved me. And that, my friends, is the greatest gift you can give others and yourself, know that you love and that you are loved. And Forgive…other people and yourself. Don’t lose your group or leave anyone out there alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-6041628877917461873?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/6041628877917461873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=6041628877917461873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6041628877917461873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6041628877917461873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/03/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness…'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-RRLm9bbP1aQ/TXrR41IjnzI/AAAAAAAAB5g/irpPMpbJCZk/s72-c/RWO1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-6247327647839572871</id><published>2011-03-07T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T22:17:30.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Atticus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hxH6MgLAlu0/TXWd0t57DGI/AAAAAAAAB4o/HceiZ9CWhQ8/s1600/atticus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hxH6MgLAlu0/TXWd0t57DGI/AAAAAAAAB4o/HceiZ9CWhQ8/s200/atticus.jpg" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Honestly, I have put off posting on this blog because I wasn't sure if I could cry any more...I felt I might be all cried out.&amp;nbsp; On the evening of March 1, 2011, Atticus died.&amp;nbsp; His little heart just gave out, I think.&amp;nbsp; He was 16 years old.&amp;nbsp; This year I will be married for 14 years but for the better part of the past 9 years, I have spent more time with my cat than my husband.&amp;nbsp; Atticus was the best cat ever.&amp;nbsp; He snuggled, he knew when I was sad, mad, or whatever.&amp;nbsp;He knew when I drank too much wine and cried because someone broke my heart.&amp;nbsp; Atticus and Matt would watch TV from 9 am to 2 am and be perfectly happy.&amp;nbsp; Atticus would come down when he heard the garage door open, when you opened a can, and when the saucers clanked. Still, I wait for him to come out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-YPCv2IIF49c/TXWeSoaxJ7I/AAAAAAAAB4s/YL9Vi8_FL_M/s1600/IMG_0038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-YPCv2IIF49c/TXWeSoaxJ7I/AAAAAAAAB4s/YL9Vi8_FL_M/s200/IMG_0038.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Atticus had a heart arythmia that was diagnosed several years ago.&amp;nbsp; The past 4-5 weeks he just wasn't himself.&amp;nbsp; I took him to the vet and we tried all sorts of medications, vitamins and different dosages.&amp;nbsp; Finally, he had a grand mal seizure and his little heart just couldn't go on.&amp;nbsp; My heart is broken into a million pieces.&amp;nbsp; I wept for many hours so much so that I am not sure if I have any more tears.&amp;nbsp; Now some folks say it's just a cat and maybe to you, it is just a cat.&amp;nbsp; I have no children and my husband is gone a lot.&amp;nbsp; Atticus was our kid.&amp;nbsp; He was always here and loved me despite or maybe in spite of my flaws.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dlVOz7iJJ7c/TXWetUrB4ZI/AAAAAAAAB4w/CO1Xw_Pzfd0/s1600/IMG_0042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dlVOz7iJJ7c/TXWetUrB4ZI/AAAAAAAAB4w/CO1Xw_Pzfd0/s200/IMG_0042.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While my heart is broken, I know Atticus went peacefully and I was there.&amp;nbsp; I think of the line in Steel Magnolias, "M'Lynn: I find it amusing. Men are supposed to be made out of steel or something. I just sat there. I just held Shelby's hand. There was no noise, no tremble, just peace. Oh god. I realize as a woman how lucky I am. I was there when that wonderful creature drifted into my life and I was there when she drifted out. It was the most precious moment of my life."&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4pWBRFwAM5I/TXWfBCXNPjI/AAAAAAAAB40/l48ED5OxK7c/s1600/IMG_0040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4pWBRFwAM5I/TXWfBCXNPjI/AAAAAAAAB40/l48ED5OxK7c/s200/IMG_0040.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now, I know this isn't as drastic but that's how I felt after I got past the weeping, I was there when he went, I wasn't there when he came in but I was there when he drifted out.&amp;nbsp; It was peaceful, the seizure had stopped, no noise, no tremble...just peace.&amp;nbsp; I petted him and petted him and told him we loved him and it was okay for him to go.&amp;nbsp; Since then, I had shoulda, woulda, coulda moments every minute but I do know that there was peace for Atticus.&amp;nbsp; No sickness, no pain, no missed heart beat, just peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-c54Z3Tbm024/TXWfec37L6I/AAAAAAAAB44/uzOTTa69TGM/s1600/PTDC0072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-c54Z3Tbm024/TXWfec37L6I/AAAAAAAAB44/uzOTTa69TGM/s200/PTDC0072.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have rationalized it to death...how it would be selfish of me, how&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;did the right thing, how I know he&amp;nbsp;is with Lizzy, Scout, and Red...etc, etc, etc.&amp;nbsp; Finally, I went online and found out that I am not crazy for missing my cat who has been with me for 16 years.&amp;nbsp; I am human and it will get easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I miss him?&amp;nbsp; Only every millisecond of every second of the hour of the day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-6247327647839572871?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/6247327647839572871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=6247327647839572871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6247327647839572871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6247327647839572871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/03/atticus.html' title='Atticus'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hxH6MgLAlu0/TXWd0t57DGI/AAAAAAAAB4o/HceiZ9CWhQ8/s72-c/atticus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-511045009534011222</id><published>2011-03-03T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T22:36:23.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spinning Pop &amp; Latin Mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eOh660GGmfE/TXBddBQ26lI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/P1LTfmjNFBE/s1600/cincodemayo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eOh660GGmfE/TXBddBQ26lI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/P1LTfmjNFBE/s1600/cincodemayo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, I love to teach spinning and I am from Texas.&amp;nbsp; I have been blessed to teach a few more classes this month and this will be one next week (if you are in my class, it's a preview).&amp;nbsp; So, I have been working on a Pop/Latin Mix for a few weeks and haven't quite nailed until tonight...and yes, thanks to AI and J.Lo, I was inspired to finish it.&amp;nbsp; Plus March 2 was Texas Independence Day from Mexico and May 5 is Cinco De Mayo!&amp;nbsp; I think it is pretty good for a little white girl who knows nothing about Latin...whatcha think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop &amp;amp; Latin Mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dreaming of You by Selena&lt;br /&gt;2. The Cup of Life&amp;nbsp;by Ricky Martin&lt;br /&gt;3. Conga by Miami Sound Machine&lt;br /&gt;4. Not Myself Tonight by Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;5. Let’s Get Loud by Jennifer Lopez&lt;br /&gt;6. I Need to Know by Marc Anthony&lt;br /&gt;7. Hips Don’t Lie by Shakira&lt;br /&gt;8. Livin’ La Vida Loca by Ricky Martin&lt;br /&gt;9. Rhythm is Gonna Get You by Gloria Estefan&lt;br /&gt;10. On the Floor by Jennifer Lopez with Pitbull&lt;br /&gt;11. Hero by Enrique Iglesias&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-511045009534011222?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/511045009534011222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=511045009534011222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/511045009534011222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/511045009534011222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/03/spinning-pop-latin-mix.html' title='Spinning Pop &amp; Latin Mix'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eOh660GGmfE/TXBddBQ26lI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/P1LTfmjNFBE/s72-c/cincodemayo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-750639436320894726</id><published>2011-02-24T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T23:11:55.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjo70fzTnM0/TWcr90QZVHI/AAAAAAAAB38/HiDas7wAlvs/s1600/peaceful.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" l6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjo70fzTnM0/TWcr90QZVHI/AAAAAAAAB38/HiDas7wAlvs/s1600/peaceful.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Recently, I bought this machine that converts your negatives, slides, pictures into jpegs.&amp;nbsp; So, tonight I got it out and scanned a bunch of negatives in.&amp;nbsp; It was great.&amp;nbsp; Found lost pictures of our wedding and lots of other fun stuff.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was finishing that up and fixin' to go to bed (and yes, you can be fixin' to go somewhere) I realized I had neglected to check the mail, I walked out and thought how quiet it was, peaceful.&amp;nbsp; There's a storm brewing so it's warm but quiet and peaceful.&amp;nbsp; It made me think of when I was young my Dad would say stuff like "listen how quiet it is."&amp;nbsp; I would think what does he mean?&amp;nbsp; Surely there is something to do somewhere.&amp;nbsp; My Dad would also take us on the endless drives that I HATED!!!!&amp;nbsp; But as I walked out to the mailbox tonight, I realized he was right...it was quiet, peaceful, almost serene.&amp;nbsp; Just the wind and some neighborhood sounds.&amp;nbsp; It was comforting that just for a second it was serene.&amp;nbsp; Everything was the way it was supposed to be.&amp;nbsp; Everyone and everything seemed at peace.&amp;nbsp; I walked in, grabbed the laptop and came outside to ponder this.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I think it is...we are all so busy rushing around, trying to be whatever we think we are supposed to be, trying to do the right things, trying to be the right person, trying to impress people who could really care less, trying to get whatever it is that we think has to be done right this second done, that we totally forget what quiet and peaceful is like.&amp;nbsp; We don't pause and think how peaceful this is.&amp;nbsp; Maybe my Pop saw that and appreciated it.&amp;nbsp; Now, I am older I appreciate it.&amp;nbsp; It is comforting to know that for just a brief moment that it is peaceful and all is okay.&amp;nbsp; You are okay.&amp;nbsp; And for that brief moment you can appreciate that, you appreciate God or whatever it is that works for you.&amp;nbsp; And maybe you think, like I do, OMG, my Dad was right.&amp;nbsp; So, just stop for a brief moment and listen to the quiet, feel peaceful&amp;nbsp;and really appreciate it.&amp;nbsp; I think you will be glad you did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-750639436320894726?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/750639436320894726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=750639436320894726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/750639436320894726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/750639436320894726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/02/quiet.html' title='Quiet'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjo70fzTnM0/TWcr90QZVHI/AAAAAAAAB38/HiDas7wAlvs/s72-c/peaceful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-5013186388082764935</id><published>2011-02-22T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T21:25:26.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because S*** Happens</title><content type='html'>My sister, Jeanette, just sent me this in a chat about a family members' illness. People may think it sounds mean, I think it is perfectly rational.&amp;nbsp; When I looked up the cause of our family members' illness, it said the cause was unknown...I think I like my sister's rational better.&amp;nbsp; More poetic is what I told her.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the thing...I am one of those people who always want to know why things happen...sometimes this is great because then you can understand and rationalize it. But sometimes there is no reason...which can be torture for people like me.&amp;nbsp; But I think my sister has it...because s*** happens.&amp;nbsp; No reason, no sense to it and you won't ever make sense of it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of that, thought my positive quote of the day was actually pretty appropriate...POSITIVE QUOTE OF THE DAY-The abundant life does not come to those who have had a lot of obstacles removed from their path by others. It develops from within and is rooted in strong mental and moral fiber. - William Mather Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering that quote in addition to this idea, I think that s***happens but without that stuff (i.e. obstacles) there is no way you can have a true appreciation of an abundant life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Without those obstacles (s***), you cannot develop the mental and moral strength to get through life.&amp;nbsp; So, my sister is indeed right, s*** happens but somehow it makes you stronger morally and mentally.&amp;nbsp; Thanks Nette, I am gonna keep you and your degree from the school of life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-5013186388082764935?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/5013186388082764935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=5013186388082764935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5013186388082764935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5013186388082764935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/02/because-s-happens.html' title='Because S*** Happens'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-6664313978363303569</id><published>2011-02-22T02:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T02:33:24.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment.</title><content type='html'>POSITIVE QUOTE OF THE DAY...Do not be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment.-- Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was in my email inbox.&amp;nbsp; I sure hope this is true...my life lately has been an experiment in patience and sanity.&amp;nbsp; Not sure how it is going but all I can say is I still have a sense of humor.&amp;nbsp; Life...is...interesting. Just when you think things are going the way it should...BAM!!!!!&amp;nbsp; Detour!&amp;nbsp; It's a good thing God allows detours because my life has taken so many twists and turns that it could be a really bad roller coaster.&amp;nbsp; But...I do firmly believe Mother Theresa when she said, "God never give you more than you can handle, I just wish he didn't trust me so much."&amp;nbsp; So, the past year hasn't been the best, I lost the job I loved due to budget cuts, I got attacked by a dog, I am overqualified for jobs I apply for and I live the majority of my life alone even though I am married.&amp;nbsp; Well, we get through it just like everything else.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of like this bike ride I went on on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; My friend, Lou, organizes a century every month.&amp;nbsp; So, Sunday about 11 of us start the ride and 3 go shorter, so we have 8 for the century.&amp;nbsp; Now, on the way out we were into a headwind...now according to Mike R. it wasn't that bad but I don't care, it was a headwind.&amp;nbsp; However, on the way home we&amp;nbsp;flew...we get to the last stop&amp;nbsp;and everyone seemed like they&amp;nbsp;could have been happy with 80 miles.&amp;nbsp;But at mile 90, the pace went up like crazy.&amp;nbsp; I was pooped and I wasn't sure I could get in.&amp;nbsp; Somehow working with Lou, we caught up to the last group and came in at a pretty quick pace.&amp;nbsp; Now, I have no idea how we managed that but we did.&amp;nbsp; We got it done!&amp;nbsp; It was hard but I think we all went home a little more confident and feeling good.&amp;nbsp; Sort of like life...we are not sure we can get through whatever is hard but we do and we are a little more confident the next time.&amp;nbsp;Some times you just need a little help from your friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-6664313978363303569?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/6664313978363303569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=6664313978363303569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6664313978363303569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6664313978363303569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-not-be-too-timid-and-squeamish-about.html' title='Do not be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment.'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-7037444737483912944</id><published>2011-02-17T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T23:45:57.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You're perfect to me</title><content type='html'>Today, I used Pink's ****in' Perfect as a cool down in my Spin class.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What I wanted to say to my class (but I am not close enough to most of them) is that they were all perfect in their own way.&amp;nbsp; We all think we have so many flaws and beat the crap out of ourselves about them...yes, I am the poster child for this action.&amp;nbsp; But as I grow wiser (notice I didn't say older), I realize there is more to like than to dislike.&amp;nbsp; However, there are many, many&amp;nbsp;days when I beat myself up.&amp;nbsp; So, Pink's lyrics rang true to me today and many other days.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Think about this lyric ...Change the voices in your head, make them like you instead...gosh, I sure we could all realize how to do this and realize that we are perfect in our own way.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few lyrics from the song...&lt;br /&gt;"Made a wrong turn, once or twice, Dug my way out, blood and fire, Bad decisions, that's alright, welcome to my silly life, Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood, Miss 'No way, it's all good', it didn't slow me down, Mistaken, always second guessing, underestimated, Look, I'm still around"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;You're so mean, when you talk about yourself, you were wrong.&amp;nbsp; Change the voices in your head, make them like you instead.&amp;nbsp; So complicated, look happy, you'll make it!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Filled with so much hatred...such a tired game.&amp;nbsp; It's enough! I've done all I can think of.&amp;nbsp; Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same.&amp;nbsp; Oh, pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel Like you're less than perfect.&amp;nbsp; Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing You're perfect to me" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for most of us is that if we feel less than perfect...call your Mom!!!&amp;nbsp; Trust me from experience, if you ask your Mom if she thinks you are perfect to her, she will say absolutely!!!&amp;nbsp; In fact, last night I had to take some pictures of scars from a dog bite on my neck and ear.&amp;nbsp; Having a nice camera is NOT always a benefit...the scars and marks left on my ear and neck about sent me into meltdown.&amp;nbsp; My ear is deformed and I have a 2-3 inch scar across my neck.&amp;nbsp; Now, do you see it?&amp;nbsp; Probably not.&amp;nbsp; I am thankful for fantastic surgeons and all the Womack staff that helped me.&amp;nbsp;I am thankful for the&amp;nbsp;friends&amp;nbsp;who got me to the hospital when they thought I&amp;nbsp;was going to die and never let on how bad it was.&amp;nbsp; However, with a good camera, the flaws are undeniable.&amp;nbsp; So, after I looked at the photos and felt nothing near perfect, I called my Mom.&amp;nbsp; After about 10-15 minutes, my Mom made me feel perfect to her.&amp;nbsp; Try it, I bet it works.&amp;nbsp; Hey, I bet you could call my Mom and she would have you feeling perfect about yourself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your Mom doesn't do it then call your best friend...or if in doubt, call/email/FB me.&amp;nbsp; We are all indeed perfect in our own way and we need to remember that.&amp;nbsp; (Ummmm, yes, I realize how corny this is but sometimes we all need a little corniness in our lives.)&amp;nbsp; Or watch this...and feel perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s4Rax2PXiWA&amp;amp;feature=fvst"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s4Rax2PXiWA&amp;amp;feature=fvst&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-7037444737483912944?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/7037444737483912944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=7037444737483912944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7037444737483912944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7037444737483912944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/02/youre-perfect-to-me.html' title='You&apos;re perfect to me'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-2597730161248404571</id><published>2011-02-16T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T20:21:39.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UnValentine's Mix Play List</title><content type='html'>Since January, I have been teaching 2 spin classes a week.&amp;nbsp; Last May, I finished teaching at UNCP as adjunct faculty were cut due to budget cuts.&amp;nbsp; When I lost my job, I was crushed because finally I felt like I was doing what I was supposed to be doing.&amp;nbsp; So, thanks to my friend, Nilsa, I got a job teaching 2 classes a week.&amp;nbsp; I always forget how much I love it until I do it again.&amp;nbsp; Mad props to my friend and Spin Mentor, FurMan, who really gave me a great basis for teaching.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I give a class and have to write him and tell him that I gave a class he would proud of.&amp;nbsp; Anyhow, yesterday my class was UnValentine's Mix.&amp;nbsp;All that love on Valentine's is sometimes too much so to balance it out I had a UnValentine's Mix. &amp;nbsp;I listened to it again today on my bike ride and thought it was groovy enough&amp;nbsp;to share.&amp;nbsp; It was good for angry climbs and empowering for fast flats.&amp;nbsp; Try it out... And remember to always warm up and cool down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Good Riddance (Time of Your Life), Greenday&lt;br /&gt;2) Love Stinks, J. Geils Band&lt;br /&gt;3) Since U Been Gone, Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;4) Survivor, Destiny's Child&lt;br /&gt;5) Hit the Road Jack, Ray Childs&lt;br /&gt;6) Fighter, Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;7) Strong Enough, Cher&lt;br /&gt;8) Not Ready to Make Nice, Dixie Chicks&lt;br /&gt;9) I Will Survive, Gloria Gaynor&lt;br /&gt;10) Karma, Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;11) Just Fine, Mary J. Blige&lt;br /&gt;12) Cry Me A River, Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;13) I Used to Love Him, Lauryn Hill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-2597730161248404571?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/2597730161248404571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=2597730161248404571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2597730161248404571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2597730161248404571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/02/unvalentines-mix-play-list.html' title='UnValentine&apos;s Mix Play List'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-9172917681365998145</id><published>2011-02-14T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T23:26:39.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PPO</title><content type='html'>From time to time, I have a PPO...Pity Party for One.&amp;nbsp; I think we all need to have them from time to time. Hey, we are human...we all&amp;nbsp;feel unappreciated, unwanted, unworthy at some point in our lives.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could say I was perfect and never had those but I do.&amp;nbsp; However, I am done with it.&amp;nbsp; However, I do truly believe that some times we have to go right through the middle of the bad stuff to get to the really good stuff. I'm an expert in this particular discipline.&amp;nbsp; I have spent years going right through the middle of bad stuff to get to the best stuff.&amp;nbsp; This, my fellow friends, has made me stronger.&amp;nbsp; However, I will tell you there are moments where I suffer from the worst stuff.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I do believe that you have go through the crappy stuff to really really really really appreciate the really good stuff.&amp;nbsp; If life was perfect then you would have no idea how good the good stuff really is.&amp;nbsp; So, I do the best I can to get through the bad stuff because I know the best stuff is coming.&amp;nbsp; Now, I am all about being positive but if you never ever have nothing bad happen, how can you know what awesome is????&amp;nbsp; Ponder this question for awhile...then smile!&amp;nbsp; Cause you can get through just about anything if you have faith and a little determination.&amp;nbsp; Love and hugs to you all!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; I'm gonna get through this and whatever else comes my way...Bear with me and&amp;nbsp; yourself...it really is okay to sometimes be sad...because the best stuff comes on the other end.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-9172917681365998145?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/9172917681365998145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=9172917681365998145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/9172917681365998145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/9172917681365998145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/02/ppo.html' title='PPO'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-2491345597708248786</id><published>2011-01-17T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T20:14:37.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Century of the Year and some other fond memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTTm1RJkOZI/AAAAAAAAB28/59li36x5VUo/s1600/PTDC0152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTTm1RJkOZI/AAAAAAAAB28/59li36x5VUo/s200/PTDC0152.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As a cyclist, I feel very lucky to have shared in other people's accomplishments as others have shared in mine!&amp;nbsp; Today, was no exception.&amp;nbsp; We rode our first century of the year with 7 other fine cyclists.&amp;nbsp; Today, I feel honored to share in my friends' first century.&amp;nbsp; Nilsa and Marti rode their first century with us today!!!&amp;nbsp; Marti is a bad a**, just so you know, so it felt great to be on his first century.&amp;nbsp; Nilsa has only been riding a relatively short time so we are all SO proud of her for sticking it out!&amp;nbsp; What makes this even nicer is that they are married.&amp;nbsp; It feels great to share in such a great accomplishment.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTToHL6SIkI/AAAAAAAAB3M/a5CLfqpMNrg/s1600/lous100002.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTToHL6SIkI/AAAAAAAAB3M/a5CLfqpMNrg/s200/lous100002.bmp" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTTm9S4JB6I/AAAAAAAAB3A/u9wYkq2_svc/s1600/ms1502009.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTTm9S4JB6I/AAAAAAAAB3A/u9wYkq2_svc/s200/ms1502009.bmp" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This allowed me to reflect on some other fond memories of sharing in other friends' accomplishments.&amp;nbsp; One I am particularly proud of is sharing Lou's first double century weekend (I think that is correct) a couple of years ago along with my peep, Marvelous Marvin.&amp;nbsp; Lou is a great friend of mine and has really come such a long way.&amp;nbsp; He has overcome many things that some people would never be able to get through so to share this was fantastic! Another memory I was able to share with Lou is when he got to his 10,000 mile mark in 2010...okay, now he is a regular bad a**!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTTnFjcGcNI/AAAAAAAAB3E/iqiPqoJSimE/s1600/cnc3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="141" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTTnFjcGcNI/AAAAAAAAB3E/iqiPqoJSimE/s200/cnc3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another fond memory come from 2007 CNC when 8 of us started a century and for 4 of&amp;nbsp;them, it was their first.&amp;nbsp; It was particularly great to share my friends', Allison and Sandy, first century.&amp;nbsp; I think that has bonded us together for life!&amp;nbsp; These are some fantastic ladies and I feel honored to have shared in their first century.&amp;nbsp; Since then Allison has ridden a 4:55 century and Sandy has ridden at least a portion, if not all, of the past four CNCs.&amp;nbsp; I was also thrilled to have shared this with one of my favorite long distance peeps, Jimmy D.&amp;nbsp; Jimmy D. is a whole other inspiration: Type 1 Diabetic, ice climber, awesome cyclist and all around Bad A**...but don't tell him I told you!&amp;nbsp; Jimmy and I have shared many long miles during CNC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTTo9mwSakI/AAAAAAAAB3U/6uIpUiGJz9k/s1600/wayne.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTTo9mwSakI/AAAAAAAAB3U/6uIpUiGJz9k/s200/wayne.jpg" width="146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another more recent memory was riding another first century with our friend, Wayne, on Veterans Day 2010.&amp;nbsp; Wayne, while a handsome devil and good cyclist, is not a particularly young guy and has overcome being a lazy 220 pound man not that long ago.&amp;nbsp; He is absolutely one of the nicest men I have met.&amp;nbsp; It was so nice to share it with him because he is a pretty groovy guy and has overcome many obstacles and smiles all the time.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and Vince, our resident 76 year old cyclist was with us for this century and he basically could have kicked our a**es.&amp;nbsp; So, when people complain they can't do something because they are old...I want to them to see Vince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTTow3iZ4iI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/t09bQ99tLuU/s1600/PTDC0151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTTow3iZ4iI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/t09bQ99tLuU/s200/PTDC0151.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The path to greatness is along with others.&amp;nbsp; - Baltasar Gracion, Spanish Priest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for a quote about you never feel better than when you help others.&amp;nbsp; But this quote is more&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;appropriate.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I feel so lucky to have shared in these moments.&amp;nbsp; What makes me even more lucky is I got to share some of them with my favorite sista girl, Leo...and that is a whole other blog post!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-2491345597708248786?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/2491345597708248786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=2491345597708248786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2491345597708248786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2491345597708248786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-century-of-year-and-some-other.html' title='First Century of the Year and some other fond memories'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTTm1RJkOZI/AAAAAAAAB28/59li36x5VUo/s72-c/PTDC0152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-3776784275550993218</id><published>2011-01-16T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T08:25:36.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>B Groupians</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I convinced my girlfriend, Leo, to ride our regular club ride in the COLD!&amp;nbsp; We actually had a ton of fun and got in a 41 mile ride.&amp;nbsp; In the summer, our club usually divides into 4 groups based on ability level.&amp;nbsp; In the winter, we have 2 groups most of the time.&amp;nbsp; Usually we all ride together to the first stop and I love we started really doing that.&amp;nbsp; There we split up...in the winter, I usually like to ride between 40-50 miles at a reasonable pace.&amp;nbsp; We also made up a new language along the way.&amp;nbsp; Geekinese, Autonese, Leofer, Jenona...be glad you weren't riding behind us because we cracked ourselves up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTLxoMoNm0I/AAAAAAAAB2w/5WmoUuS502M/s1600/tnbike123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTLxoMoNm0I/AAAAAAAAB2w/5WmoUuS502M/s200/tnbike123.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday, there was 7 of us in the B Group.&amp;nbsp; Now, this is nothing against&amp;nbsp;A group cause I love 'em and there are days I wish I was that fast!&amp;nbsp; So, when Claude and I were chatting about the groups and he said he would be in the A group soon.&amp;nbsp; I said we were more interesting and besides we would cut a ride short to eat.&amp;nbsp; So, in our new language, this would make us the B-Groupians.&amp;nbsp; What is a B-Groupian?&amp;nbsp; We ride anywhere between 18 to 22 mph (sometimes more and sometimes less) steady. We crack ourselves up when riding.&amp;nbsp; We cut rides short to eat or talk about food while riding and what we will eat when we are done.&amp;nbsp; Some of us make these crazy mileage goals and ride LONG several days a week in the summer.&amp;nbsp; We are quick to go back and pick up a stragler or two and slow the group down.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes we will ride as slow as the slowest person and don't mind a bit.&amp;nbsp; It's not always about the speed but the ride.&amp;nbsp; Do I ever want to be in A Group and want folks to think I am a fast cyclist?&amp;nbsp; Do I get offended when someone says (when we are riding 17-18 mph on warm up) that's fast for you?&amp;nbsp; Yes, both of those things are true.&amp;nbsp; Do I know some people will say you are not trying hard enough or have some other rude comment?&amp;nbsp; Yes.&amp;nbsp; Here is the bottom line, I like being a B-Groupian.&amp;nbsp; I like riding where we can chat sometimes, I like laughing, I like eating, I like riding long at a steady pace, I like helping people love the sport I love, I like staying with folks that fall off because someone helped me and it is only right to pay it forward, I like that sometimes it is about the ride and not the speed, I like not always feeling like it is this big rush to get through with the ride, I like being where people don't make you feel bad about having a bad day because we all have them.&amp;nbsp; I like getting off my bike and then going to lunch with friends in cycling gear so I don't look crazy in spandex alone.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, my peeps, although they could easily be A groupers, are B-Groupians too.&amp;nbsp;So, ride on B-Groupians, ride on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-3776784275550993218?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/3776784275550993218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=3776784275550993218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3776784275550993218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3776784275550993218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/01/b-groupians.html' title='B Groupians'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TTLxoMoNm0I/AAAAAAAAB2w/5WmoUuS502M/s72-c/tnbike123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-8909261031119307625</id><published>2011-01-12T10:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T20:02:38.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ice Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="postBody" style="color: #777777;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TS5OYXEeiCI/AAAAAAAAB2E/B-0HLetH_6I/s1600/IMG_2696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TS5OYXEeiCI/AAAAAAAAB2E/B-0HLetH_6I/s200/IMG_2696.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So, for the past two days I have been stuck in my house.&amp;nbsp;First, there was&amp;nbsp;between&amp;nbsp;2 and 4 inches of snow and then it iced over&amp;nbsp;(Okay, northern folks...I live in the South, we don't get that much snow or ice!)&amp;nbsp; So, this morning I decided that I should venture out on my little commuter with cross tires.&amp;nbsp; Now, if you know me at all, this is amazing because I hate, hate, HATE the cold.&amp;nbsp; People! I am from Texas where we can have a month of days over 100 degrees and not bat an eye but if there is a drop of snow or ice, we will close the entire state for a week. Anyway, I bundle up and&amp;nbsp;I am SURE I looked ridiculous.&amp;nbsp; I have bags on my feet - thanks Pat&amp;nbsp;D. for this tip, a goofy hat on and two pair of gloves.&amp;nbsp; So, out I go.&amp;nbsp; I can tell I am not the only one who has not ventured out in two days.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The streets are almost completely quiet and the cars are covered in ice and snow.&amp;nbsp; The road is fine&amp;nbsp;but when I get to the trail...ICE!&amp;nbsp; Now, I am not a mountain biker but&amp;nbsp;I like to be in the woods&amp;nbsp;and toodle&amp;nbsp;along.&amp;nbsp; I do think&amp;nbsp;5 miles of&amp;nbsp;riding in the woods should sometimes equal 20 on the road.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The woods are actually gorgeous with the snow and ice.&amp;nbsp; The sun is hitting the ice on the trees and glistening, the trail is pretty with the ice and snow in almost pristine condition.&amp;nbsp; It was almost peaceful even with my tires crunching the snow as I slowly roll along.&amp;nbsp; Turns were interesting and if I had to dodge a tree, it could have been a disaster.&amp;nbsp; I make a short circle in the woods and head for home.&amp;nbsp; As I exit the trails, I see people out scaping ice off their cars and getting ready to head out.&amp;nbsp; This actually made me sort of sad.&amp;nbsp; I guess I don't mind when life is a little slower and things are quiet and peaceful and we are not rushing around like crazy people.&amp;nbsp; Guess&amp;nbsp;this brought me back to the real world.&amp;nbsp; So, my total ride was a little over 3 miles but I keep thinking in my quest for 10,000 miles this year, 3 miles could make all the difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-8909261031119307625?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/8909261031119307625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=8909261031119307625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8909261031119307625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8909261031119307625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/01/ice-ride.html' title='The Ice Ride'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TS5OYXEeiCI/AAAAAAAAB2E/B-0HLetH_6I/s72-c/IMG_2696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-8105963052834594233</id><published>2011-01-10T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T10:54:33.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow...</title><content type='html'>Usually in the South, it is pretty mild through the Winter.&amp;nbsp; We can usually ride with some regularity...this year, not so much.&amp;nbsp; Today, it is snowing and although 2 inches is forecasted, it looks like it is way more than that and it's still coming down.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday the high was 38 degrees and usually it is much colder on the bike.&amp;nbsp; Now, I know there are some really tough folks out there that ride in this weather.&amp;nbsp; I am from Texas where if it snows the roads literally roll themselves up.&amp;nbsp; I can take 100 degree days in the sun but cold, ice and snow - H*** to the NO!&amp;nbsp; So, luckily today I found this article from &lt;a href="http://www.weightwatchers.com/util/art/index_art.aspx?tabnum=1&amp;amp;art_id=685&amp;amp;sc=3040+++++"&gt;http://www.weightwatchers.com/util/art/index_art.aspx?tabnum=1&amp;amp;art_id=685&amp;amp;sc=3040+++++&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;that helps&amp;nbsp; the weather sensitive folks like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TSsrmdMooCI/AAAAAAAAB1w/uBlMel9KlIo/s1600/exercise.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TSsrmdMooCI/AAAAAAAAB1w/uBlMel9KlIo/s200/exercise.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;12 Quick Workouts for Work or Home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article By: Megan Gressor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to "work out" to benefit from exercise. Any activity will improve health and aid weight loss — as long as you keep moving. The human body was designed to move, yet many of us now scarcely stir, spending all day in sedentary jobs and then driving home for an evening of television, surfing the Web or video games.&amp;nbsp; Our modern entertainment habits and labor-saving devices — from cars to computers to elevators — are having disastrous effects on the national waistline. A quarter of us never engage in physical activity at all, according to the American Heart Association, while 60 percent of adults don't get enough exercise to keep fit. The result of this, combined with poor eating habits? The epidemic of obesity and associated health problems currently gripping the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that weight gain can often be avoided or reversed with regular physical activity. Aim for 30 minutes of moderate exercise most days of the week — the U.S. Surgeon General's recommendation, as well as part of the Good Health Guidelines in Weight Watchers PointsPlus™ Program. Any activity that you enjoy and resolve to stick with is fine. "Exercise" doesn't have to mean working out at the gym or engaging in competitive sports: It can be any physical activity, including gardening or housework, that gets you moving and using energy.&amp;nbsp; It isn't even necessary to pack that 30 minutes of activity into a single burst; it can be achieved in shorter increments — such as three 10-minute sessions — throughout the day. Try to increase your physical activity in as many ways as you can. Below are some tips for doing just that, whether you're at work or at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work&lt;br /&gt;•Walk to work, or at least get off the bus or train a stop early and finish the journey on foot. If you drive, try to park a distance from your office.&lt;br /&gt;•Program regular breaks into your workday to move around the office.&lt;br /&gt;•Take the stairs, not the elevator.&lt;br /&gt;•Go for a 20-minute walk at lunchtime.&lt;br /&gt;•Visit your colleagues in person, rather than calling or e-mailing them.&lt;br /&gt;•Stand whenever possible (while on the phone, for example).&lt;br /&gt;•Time to kill before an appointment? Try walking up and down the hall or doing some calf raises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home&lt;br /&gt;•Walk or ride a bike to the store instead of driving.&lt;br /&gt;•Hide the TV remote, and get up to change the channel. Better still, turn off the TV and play with your kids, or take your dog for a run.&lt;br /&gt;•Wash your car manually.&lt;br /&gt;•Recruit an activity buddy: You're more likely to persevere if you exercise with some company.&lt;br /&gt;•Keep comfortable shoes handy in the car; use them whenever an opportunity to exercise arises.&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to reward yourself when you reach your exercise goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Build it up&lt;br /&gt;One half hour of moderate activity a day is usually all that's required to maintain adequate physical health. If you want to boost your cardiovascular fitness, gradually add more vigorous activity, like running, in-line skating or jumping rope, to your regimen until you've built up to 30- to 60-minutes sessions, three to four times a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 reasons to get moving&lt;br /&gt;Need an excuse to get active? There are at least 10 that we can think of! Regular moderate exercise...&lt;br /&gt;1.Makes you feel great&lt;br /&gt;2.Helps boost your metabolism&lt;br /&gt;3.Burns off calories, aiding weight loss&lt;br /&gt;4.Tones muscles and improves shape.&lt;br /&gt;5.Helps to lower blood pressure and cholesterol levels&lt;br /&gt;6.Can reduce the risk of heart disease, stroke, diabetes and some cancers&lt;br /&gt;7.Improves sleep, promotes relaxation and combats depression&lt;br /&gt;8.Increases strength and flexibility&lt;br /&gt;9.Keeps bones healthy and prevents falls in the elderly&lt;br /&gt;10.Helps you maintain your desired weight for a lifetime&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-8105963052834594233?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/8105963052834594233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=8105963052834594233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8105963052834594233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8105963052834594233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow.html' title='Snow...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TSsrmdMooCI/AAAAAAAAB1w/uBlMel9KlIo/s72-c/exercise.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-8355631010184508557</id><published>2011-01-07T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T13:42:25.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Send some motivation????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TSdefUJnG-I/AAAAAAAAB1M/UxjRfDUhgIs/s1600/winterriding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TSdefUJnG-I/AAAAAAAAB1M/UxjRfDUhgIs/s320/winterriding.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Winter makes me unmotivated...so, here is some advice for staying motivated on these yucky days...here's hoping it gives me a kick in the pants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increasing cycling motivation with these 13 tips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes any sport can be difficult to motivate yourself to do, even if it is so beautiful a sport as cycling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can increase your motivation in many different ways. The methods that motivates you, often depends on what time of year you are at, and the situation you are in right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we list 13 tips to increase motivation, so you can continue your progress with constant motivation in your baggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Use objectives to build up a structured training sessions. The training from both long and short-term goals is motivating in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Train varied bicycle training. You should alternate between long, short, soft and hard training days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Vary your training. Do a long hill in heavy gear sitting in the saddle all the way to the top. Or try standing all the way up the hill in heavy gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Train shorter. Many often train to far in relation to the individual level. Even if you think you train exactly the length that match your level, on a day where you're lacking of motivation try to train shorter. Generally, you will end up being more fresh when you get home, and hopefully fresher the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Get into your training clothes a.s.a.p. Once the couch is jumped upon your back when you get home from work, it gets even harder for you to get out the door to train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. To watch a video with professionals while training at a hometrainer may also be motivating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Try cycle to and from work. It cost valuable time if you need to get home to change clothes before you can cycle. This time can be utilized for training, and get you into your&amp;nbsp; bike clothes directly after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Choose a different route. Take a day out of your calendar where you one day cycle on roads that you have never been before. Eg. turn suddenly to the right where you tend to run left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Combine your workout routes. If you have 2-3 solid training routes it can often be motivating combining the routes so you would create a new route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you have a day where you lack of energy or motivation for training that is planned, try an hour in the swimming pool instead. Swimming will not involve your muscles as hard as that running can do. Even on hot summer days the swimming pool may seem relaxing, though you might train 30-40 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Cycle a short day, or drop completely bicycle training. Follow this up by going to bed early so you are rested the next day and hopefully more motivated to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. You can replace your bicycle training by taking a walk in an exercise center. Remember that you do not have to train hard in training equipment, as your muscles in the season is not ready for this kind of training. Indoor cycling is often good in a gym where there is usually television and others to watch training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. You should alternate between training in a group and training alone. To train alone for long periods, can reduce motivation. Find training partners or groups you can train with on a regular basis, like eg. two times a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://improvecycling.com/index.php/articles/improve-cycling/motivation/134-increase-cycling-motivation-with-theese-13-tips"&gt;http://improvecycling.com/index.php/articles/improve-cycling/motivation/134-increase-cycling-motivation-with-theese-13-tips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-8355631010184508557?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/8355631010184508557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=8355631010184508557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8355631010184508557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8355631010184508557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2011/01/send-some-motivation.html' title='Send some motivation????'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/TSdefUJnG-I/AAAAAAAAB1M/UxjRfDUhgIs/s72-c/winterriding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-4573760138854168914</id><published>2010-12-28T15:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T16:05:02.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years' Resolutions</title><content type='html'>Every year I make this big production of out of my New Years' Resolutions.  I have goals and resolutions and post them everywhere!  Every year I seem to get disappointed.  I plan to revisit the 2010 New Years Resolutions at another time but not today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I have learned from this year:&lt;br /&gt;1) Just because someone has labeled  you as a runner, cyclist, brat, etc, etc.  That doesn't mean that is what you are.  I don't mean that badly.  I mean you are so many other things.  There is no ONE label that defines any of us.   Some people would call me crazy (and well, maybe I am) but my mom would call me interesting.  Some people would call me a cyclist and others would call me crazy.  Whatever your label doesn't mean that is all you are.  &lt;br /&gt;2) Sometimes stuff happens.  Like the wise Forrest Gump said, "Life's like a box of chocolates, you never know what you are going to get."  Truer words have never been spoken.  When I was young, I had a vision of my life but my life has turned out completely different.  Why?  Because stuff happens and you change course.&lt;br /&gt;3) Relationships change.  Not always for the bad and not always for the good and sometimes they just change.  We could sit for hours and try to figure out why.  Sometimes they just change.  People change and we change.  It doesn't mean you don't love or care about those people any less.&lt;br /&gt;4) Being thankful is really the best way to go.  This year I have spent a lot more time being thankful than I can ever remember.  I am thankful for so many things, just to name a few - a husband who thinks I'm crazy but loves me more because of it, a mom and stepdadwho love me and support me, an older sister who has had a different life than me but now I feel closer to her than ever, in-loves that I have gotten to know much more this year, and some friends that take wonderful care of me even though sometimes that is a FULL time job!!&lt;br /&gt;5) All those things we optionally put in front of our family sometimes really just are not worth the love of your family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;6) This is not something I have just learned but something I am even more aware of...going to church makes you are Christian just as much as being in the garage makes you a car or Jeep.  It's your actions.  It's your appreciation for what God has given us.  Today, I rode my mountain/cross bike in the snow.  I felt closer to God and thought more about the gifts I have been given than I have ever done in church.  Now, now, I'm not saying going to church is not important, it is.  Often, I refer to my friend, Lee's, bumper sticker, JUST BE NICE and I think that is what God wants for us to do.  Be nice.  Smile at the salesperson at Target or gate guard, say thank you and please, do the right thing even though you don't want to.  Yes, this is super simplistic but I don't think things always have to be as complicated as sometimes I make them. &lt;br /&gt;7) Have BIG goals but make sure they are achieveable even if they take ALOT of work.  Here's the thing, I am all about dreaming and having dreams and goals.  I'm great at it. I know if someone didn't dream up the car, we would still be running around on horses and stuff.  I also know that a dream without a plan is just a wish.  What does that mean?  To me, it means that have a plan to get to your dream/goal.  This sounds negative and I don't mean it that way but sometimes we have these unreasonable dreams and we get so disappointed when we don't achieve them.  It actually makes everything worse.  So, dream as BIG as you want and then make a plan to get there!!!&lt;br /&gt;8) God allows u-turns, detours, and sometimes speeding and going too slow.  In May, I was attacked by a dog.  I have several scars from it (inside and out).  When this happened, I tried to figure out why and then I felt I was given a second chance at life but I wasn't doing anything with it.  I got really really sad and depressed.  I couldn't ride my bike as much because I hurt and I couldn't do this or that.  Finally, after MONTHS, I figured out yes, God allows detours from what I thought I should be doing.  There's some plan but sometimes stuff happens.&lt;br /&gt;9) Change is good.  It's hard.  It's not always fun but it is good in the end.&lt;br /&gt;10) Finally, the biggest thing I think I have learned this year.    Mary J. Blige sings a song called "Just Fine."  My favorite line in this song are "So, I like what I see when I'm looking at me when I'm walking by the mirror. "  This is for everyone but especially women.  Like what you see when you look in the mirror.  We can always find flaws in our appearance.  My legs are flabby, I spend too much time in the sun, I drink too much wine and eat too many carbs, I need to lift more weights...and on and on and on.  Oh, and people love to tell you all about your flaws...you are so slow, your legs are so big, you are such a brat, your time at Ironman was so slow - couldn't you go faster, you are this and that. But if you can look in the mirror and like YOU for who you are then that is what is really important.  When I look in the mirror, yes, I still see my flaws but I also see a person who is cute, fun, affectionate, funny, sarcastic, has a bum that looks GOOD in some jeans.  I see a person who loves her husband, her mother, stepdad, sister, nieces and nephews, in-loves, friends, family.  I even see what people think are my flaws and I turn them into good things like...You're legs are so big...yes, they are.  However, those legs have pedaled almost 8000 miles this year, taken me through 6 Ironman races, have carried me when my head would have quit.   So, while I would like them to be thinner and more muscular, I am very thankful for those legs.  DO IT...look in the mirror and see past what you see as flaws and like you.  You are beautiful, sexy, hot, handsome and someone loves you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, last but not least...RIDE YOUR BIKE!  It's good for your mind, body and soul.  You don't have to go fast and you don't have to have the most expensive stuff either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-4573760138854168914?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/4573760138854168914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=4573760138854168914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4573760138854168914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4573760138854168914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Years&apos; Resolutions'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-4889165977585342449</id><published>2010-12-22T21:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T21:58:46.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Name Change...</title><content type='html'>So...I changed my blog name to RideYourBike. Why? Well, I haven't been Iron Tri Chick in almost 2 years and I am really okay with that. Riding my bike is my thing lately. Maybe I'll go back to be a triathlete or runner or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Ginger, started her blog and that reminded me about my blog and it's fantastic (as she is). I haven't regularly posted in a long time but I think I will start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my little tidbit of wisdom...life is about change. Things change every day. We change too. Hopefully for the better! I've changed too in the past few years. Things that used to be SO important to me a few years ago are not now. I have noticed since I am nearing a birthday close to 40 but still a few years away, I am much more philosophical and relaxed. I don't take things so seriously. I think that is good. Some days I wish I was more focused and more determined but most days I am a-okay with being laid back. Here's what I have learned from that...it's much more fulfilling to share something you love with other people and if that means riding at 10 mph and having someone to learn to love cycling then I am all for that. If it means not being so focused that you miss the really important stuff then I am okay with that. If it means it is okay to take a week off to go to Las Vegas with your spouse and favorite friends, I'm okay with that too. If it means being able to change ride plans and not freak out, I'm okay too. If it means smiling more and laughing more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I have learned is that people you love are not always here. They might die or they might just be distracted or gone. It doesn't mean you love them any less, it just means they are not here. Here is the thing I will tell you to do today...tell the people you love that you love them. Yes, I'm a softie and super affectionate. Saying the words I love you to a person you care about, whether it is your spouse, family or friend, could be all the difference. I try to hug my friends when I see them. It's important. I'm thankful to my mother for that. She is always affectionate to my sister and me and we never doubt for a second that she loves us. And honestly, I never doubted that my dad loved me either.  I'm lucky that way...I have 3 parents that love me and show me affection...my mom, my dad and my step-dad.  I am truly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I realized something else. Being closer to 40 than I would like to be (shut up older people...I know, I'm still young and HOT), I realized that the relationship you have with your spouse is probably the most important relationship you will ever have. No, I am not taking away the relationship you have with your parents, children, or siblings but I am saying that is the person you are connected to, maybe not by blood but by love. This is the person you share your life with, your dreams with, your hopes, your fears...etc, etc. So, here is my advice on that...talk to your spouse and really really really listen to them. Don't ever let them doubt for one iota of a second that you love them. They will teach you about yourself and life and sometimes have a whole different perspective on things that you never thought of.  Fortunately, I am lucky...I have the person that is my soul mate but sometimes it takes a few trys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine, Lee, has a bumper sticker on her car...Just Be Nice. Good advice and that's the closing of my infinite wisdom. Just be nice...smile when you don't want to, be nice to the sales clerk when you are tired of waiting in line, if you are in a bad mood then be nicer, don't take stuff so seriously, realize that you have NO idea what other people are going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the spirit of change, I hope you change the things you want in 2011 but keep the wonderful person you are because you are indeed wonderful. Merry Christmas. And yes, remember the reason for the season...Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-4889165977585342449?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/4889165977585342449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=4889165977585342449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4889165977585342449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4889165977585342449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2010/12/name-change.html' title='A Name Change...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-3296376269195296009</id><published>2010-11-13T23:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T00:37:44.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Triathlete Converted to...well, still working on that but here's 10 drinking songs that might help me figure it out...</title><content type='html'>So, ummm, TriIronChick is in retirement...some people say hiatus but she says retired...whatever so I ride my bike a lot these days. In addition, I drink a lot of wine and various other cocktails.  TriIronChick is in there somewhere but she has been replaced by the Areallthosethingsyouthoughtweresoimportantreallythatimportantandinthegrandschemeoflifedoesitreally matter girl?  But that is not the point of this post...I have been sitting on YouTube tonight trying to research the best drinking songs ever...yours are probably different than mine but since this is my blog here's what I came up with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You Never Even Called Me By My Name, David Allan Coe...I mean how can you beat the lyrics...I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison and I went to pick her up in the rain but before I could get to the station in my pick up truck, she got runned over by a damned ole train...perfect country and western song cause it talks about Momma, trucks, trains and getting drunk...what else is there?  Subsitute trucks for bicycles for me...well, I do have a truck.  And a few of my friends probably remembering me singing this song as I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;2) Margaritaville, Jimmy Buffett...so the more we drink the more some of us figure out it was all our own damn fault but who cares cause we have that frozen concotion that helps us hang on.&lt;br /&gt;3) Friends in Low Places, Garth Brooks...let's face it folks, I was raised in Texas in the 80-90s so it is some law that I have to include Garth Brooks.  This is so me too...blame it all on my roots, I showed up in boots and ruined your black tie affair.  And trust me I have  friends in LOW places where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away and I'm not big on social graces...oh wait is that me?  Oh, I guess I was wrong I just don't belong but I've been there before.&lt;br /&gt;4) Straight Tequila Night, John Anderson...there's lots of thing you can ask me on a White Zinfadel Night but that tequila speaks a different language...&lt;br /&gt;5) It's Five O'Clock Somewhere, Alan Jackson and Jimmy Buffett...Because it is indeed 5:00 pm somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;6) Two Pina Coladas, Garth Brooks...Yes, really, science has proved that heartaches are healed by the sea. Bring me 2 pina coladas...or whatever...and put me by the ocean and it's all good...&lt;br /&gt;7) Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue (The Angry American), Toby Keith...okay, if you know me...my messy house is decorated in Americana (and beach stuff) and my spouse will hopefully retire relatively soon from some branch of the armed forces so this song is perfect after 2 or 3 or 4 or more cocktails cause somehow you are more patriotic with cocktails and think about your spouse going to war...and really this big dog will fight if you rattle her cage.&lt;br /&gt;8) Not Ready to Make Nice, Dixie Chicks...we are coming to the angry songs...forgive sounds good, forget I'm not sure I could, they say that time heals everything but I'm still waiting...I'm not ready to make nice, I'm not ready to back down, I'm still mad as hell and I don't have time to go round and round and round, it's too late to make it right, I probably wouldn't if I could, Can't bring myself to do what it is you think I should......I know you said why can't you just get over it...it turned my whole world around and I kind of like it, made my bed and I sleep like a baby (do you Ms. Sit in the 2nd row at your own father's funeral, etc, etc...?)  Yep, that one thing taught me...ain't no one going to stand up for you except yourself and if you can look yourself in the mirror and be okay, then in reality that is all that really matters.  I won't ever do what it is that people think I should...&lt;br /&gt;9)  How Do You Like Me Now, Toby Keith...so more Toby Keith...don't you ever just want to say that to someone who treated you like dog crap a long time ago and now...karma is a bitch!!! How do you like me now?  You still think I'm crazy standing here today??  ain't it a cruel and funny world???? &lt;br /&gt;10) Neon Moon, Brooks and Dunn...Jukebox plays on drink by drink and the words of every sad song seem to say what I think this hurt inside of me ain't ever gonna end. Oh, but I'll be alright as long as there's light from a neon moon.  If you lose your one and only, there's always room here for the lonely to watch your broken dreams dance in and out of the beams of a neon moon...gosh, isn't that perfect to end the list of drinking songs...hey, remember I'm from Texas...we did actually dance in and out of the beams of a neon moon.  Do you think kids now even know what a jukebox is????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there's tons more I could include many more country songs and don't even take me to John Mayer but this is it for this top 10 drinking song list tonight.  Hopefully, this might lead me to whatever it is I'm supposed to be...or make more profit for Sutter Home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-3296376269195296009?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/3296376269195296009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=3296376269195296009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3296376269195296009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3296376269195296009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2010/11/triathlete-converted-towell-still.html' title='A Triathlete Converted to...well, still working on that but here&apos;s 10 drinking songs that might help me figure it out...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-7800880150739649049</id><published>2010-01-01T13:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T13:10:25.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Acts of Kindness...</title><content type='html'>We are in Memphis for the AutoZone Liberty Bowl and spent New Year's Eve on Beale Street. Other than the guitar falling to signify the beginning of 2010, one of the most greatest moments was some other ECU fans giving us pins their friends had made for them. My husband commented on the buttons and the man and his daughter took them right off and gave them to us. We forget how small things like that really mean to people. It takes just a few seconds to practice random acts of kindness but people will remember them forever. So, here is my challenge to myself and you, too in 2010...take a few seconds and practice a random act of kindness...everyone feels great about it and some one will remember you for many years to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-7800880150739649049?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/7800880150739649049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=7800880150739649049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7800880150739649049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7800880150739649049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-acts-of-kindess.html' title='Random Acts of Kindness...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-7844773409940730294</id><published>2009-12-19T03:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T04:20:48.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeans</title><content type='html'>In the past week, I think I have tried on about a million pairs of jeans...thanks to my two best girl friends and two separate shopping trips which were both a blast!!!  So, let's break down trying on jeans...&lt;br /&gt;1) You see them in the store and they look sooooooooooooo cute!  Surely, even though they are on that stick thin plastic model and look fabulous they should look even better on you!&lt;br /&gt;2) So, you sort through all the tiny sizes and finally find your size at the very bottom, tucked beneath the tiny little jeans that go on the plastic stick thin model.  No worries though because you are going to look hot!&lt;br /&gt;3) You go into the dressing room with a huge smile and possibly a cute top to make an outfit!&lt;br /&gt;4) So, since it is winter you pull off your heavy boots and pants and even though your thighs look like cottage cheese, you just know these cute jeans will solve all your clothing problems. &lt;br /&gt;5) Finally, the moment of truth comes.  You pull on the jeans.  So, they are a little tight in the thighs but still you are hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;6) You pull them up to your waist...What?  You cannot believe it...your thighs are crammed into the fabric like a pig fighting underneath a blanket but the waist is about 2 sizes too big.  Oh, and the crotch is so long that you look like you should have some extra equipment down there. &lt;br /&gt;7) But you remain somewhat hopeful despite this small defeat so you trudge out the dressing room and think oh it is just the fit of this pair of jeans...&lt;br /&gt;8) You pick about another 5 pairs of jeans from 5 different manufacturers and 5 different sizes convinced they will fit and make you the next super model...&lt;br /&gt;9) So, now you are working up a sweat which makes pulling jeans on and off a little harder...&lt;br /&gt;10) Each pair has its own fit alright...and none of them fit.  So, as if the holidays aren't bad enough, you feel even worse and swear you will never eat a thing until June so you can fit into those jeans.&lt;br /&gt;11) So, after you have spent 2 hours in the dressing room, you finally give up and pull on the only pair of jeans you have that fit and walk out of the dressing room, defeated but swear that you are going to exercise every minute of the day and not eat until February.  You will get into those jeans.&lt;br /&gt;12) This act repeats itself in about 10 stores around the mall...Finally, you give up and head home...swearing you will exercise every other day and not eat a thing until January 15.&lt;br /&gt;13) You are exhausted and must have some food to make the long journey to the car so you head to the cookie stand and buy a double doozie and figure you can start not eating tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-7844773409940730294?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/7844773409940730294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=7844773409940730294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7844773409940730294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7844773409940730294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/12/jeans.html' title='Jeans'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-7019947391439118401</id><published>2009-12-14T09:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T09:11:20.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat again</title><content type='html'>So, I deleted my blog because I didn't feel I deserve to blog under Iron Tri Chick because I am fat and lazy again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few months I have really been on a downward slide and depression set in.  My life is a mess.  I can barely get out of bed because I don't feel I have anything to look forward to.  My house is a mess because I don't feel like I want to clean up.  This all came to a head last night... My husband was gone, no phone calls, no real emails, the only way I find out what everyone is doing is on facebook.  Everyone is out and about having fun and I was at home alone.  I was so sad.   Finally as I got into bed, I realized that I cannot base my happiness on other people.  I have to make myself happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have struggled with my weight my entire life.  At my highest, I was 180 pounds and 28% body fat.  I am now 152 and 25%  body fat.  This depressed me too.  I wasn't willing to make the changes to change it though.  However, that changes today.  I got up and went for a run.  Yes, I can hear the fabric of my capris rubbing together but at least I was out there.  I came home and ate a good breakfast and stopped when I was full.  I undeleted this blog because I know there are others out there struggling too.  So, starting today...I make me happy.  I clean up and start looking for things to look forward to.  I clean up my diet and feel better about me.  Today is truly the first day of the rest of my life...what can I do with it?  The possibilities are endless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-7019947391439118401?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/7019947391439118401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=7019947391439118401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7019947391439118401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7019947391439118401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/12/fat-again.html' title='Fat again'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-2385350215717863984</id><published>2009-10-04T21:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:18:55.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CNC</title><content type='html'>CNC is Cycle North Carolina.  It is a week long trip and about 450 miles. The route changes every year.  This year we rode from Blowing Rock to Surf City. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1, Saturday - Up at 3 am to drive to Surf City to catch the bus to Blowing Rock.  First thing off the bus,  I see my friends, Bob and Christine.  They are an awesome couple who have been married over 30 years and love each other more and more each day.  They ride a tandem and SMOKE up the road.  We finally get going at 9 am.  Luckily, I am on the bus with Bob and Christine and Stan and Elizabeth (from our club). As we are driving to Blowing Rock, it starts raining ALOT!  We get to Blowing Rock at around 4 pm and it is pouring down rain.  Finally off the bus, we start to put up our tents and I hear from my friend, Allison!  Then I see my friend from Tennessee, Ricky!  It was awesome.  After a little reunion, we hop in our tents and prepare for day 1 of our ride.  Did I mention it was still raining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2,  Sunday-Blowing Rock to Lenoir-58 miles.  After a yummy breakfast, we head out to the Blue Ridge Parkway.  AWESOME.  Cannot even express in words how beautiful it was.  The leaves were changing and the views were absolutely incredible.  Of course we had to stop and take tons of pictures.  Luckily we met up with our other friend, Sandy, on the way to the viaduct!  Lots of climbing but tons of descending.  On the way down, I realize that we were on the road where I ran a marathon a few years ago (Ridge to Bridge...downhill for 13 miles).  We are flying downhill and this lady is laying on her horn like a crazy person.  Like we really have somewhere else to go so I give her a salute and continue downhill. It was so fun!  At the rest stop, we all meet back up and have some yummy BBQ.  We roll into town and have a fun evening at the Tennesee Ranch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3, Monday, Lenior to Statesville-60 miles-Fun day.  More climbing.  Fun night in Statesville listening to local musicians and yummy pasta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4, Tuesday, Statesville to Thomasville-60 miles or so-Did I mention more climbing?  By this day, I am asking God if this is a test?  I want to be a better climber but not in one week!  We roll in and both Allison and I have massages scheduled.  Allison naps in the grass as we are just pooped.  Ricky (Tennessee Ranch Master) tells us that Bobby Labonte (NASCAR driver) rode that day but we didn't see him.  We go downtown for dinner and music.  As Allison and I are standing downtown, this man walks by and I think I know that guy and sure enough it is Bobby Labonte.  I go over and tell him my friend, Kathy, is a big fan of his and ask if I can get a picture of him....okay, I first say something dumb like you're Bobby Labonte (like he doesn't know who he is).  I can tell he doesn't want everyone to bum rush him so I ask Allison if she can take a picture of my friend, Fred and I.  She says hello to Fred and he says "yeah, we go way back!"  It was so funny.  Allison was not as entertained as I was but we went back over after I told her who he was. He introduced to his son, Tyler.  It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5, Wednesday-Thomasville to Sanford-CENTURY day...Did I mention we are still riding hills?  More climbing today than any other day.  4700 feet of climbing.  We had a great day though.  We stopped and had yummy biscuits and gravy and saw the Richard Petty museum.  It was a long day and the roads were bumpy.  We did it though.  Bonus Allison and I got a great picture on our bikes...that never happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6, Thursday-Sanford to Dunn-about 60 miles-Great day.  We rolled quite well today!  Roads were not as desirable as I wished but it is finally flattening out.  As we rolled into town, there were about 5 guys on my wheel and I felt great!   Allison and I went out for Mexican and had a great evening.  We were afraid we might never get back to camp but then a great lady came by and got us back to camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7, Friday-Dunn to Kenansville, 60 miles or so-Okay, I am ready to go home so we are rolling.  Allison and I were often the only girls in a group of boys and we hung on with the best of them.  It is flat and windy, which is what  we ride!  We get in right after noon.  It was nice to hang out.  Allison and I had massages and they were great.   After working on some bikes, we hung out at the Tennessee Ranch!  Unfortunately, our friend, Bob took a tumble off his bike courtesy of a little bitty dog. He was fine but had lots of road rash and required stitches in his elbow.  Ever resilient he rode his bike back from the emergency road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8, Saturday, Kenansville to Surf City, 55 miles-Last year  I wasn't ready to go home but this year I was so away we rode!  It was great and I was so glad I had spent so many hours in the saddle!  Never had I been able to hang on to a group like this.  Tim and I rolled into Surf City.  After I got off my bike, I went to the ocean!  I took off my jersey and right into the ocean I went.  This was the first time I had been to the ocean all year. It was great.  This year I was quite moved and almost cried.  It was so great to see all the riders come in!  It was great to put my feet in the ocean with my friend, Allison.  After about an hour, I was on my way home.  It was a beautiful day.  Lots of blue sky, in the 80s, top down on the Jeep and rolled home. Stopped by the shop to see my peeps and realized how much I missed them!  They seem to miss me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great week!  I was ready to come home though. I am thankful for the opportunities that God has given me!  I am also thankful for my cat and my little house! Thankful for my CNC friends too...Allison,Ricky, Tim, Bob, Christine, Sandy, Ragan and all my new friends along the way.  Only one missing thing this year...missed my long distance partner, Jimmy D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-2385350215717863984?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/2385350215717863984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=2385350215717863984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2385350215717863984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2385350215717863984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/10/cnc.html' title='CNC'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-6216633302596936324</id><published>2009-09-23T22:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:14:10.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The first exam...</title><content type='html'>So today was my first exam in my Exercise Physiology class...now, people who know me know that I am not a science person.  I am very real about things.  I can explain and understand things in plain English.  My professor, who taught at UT for 20 some odd years (Hook 'Em), is a science person.  The exam was on 7 chapters including but not limited to Thermodynamics, the Krebs Cycle, ATP/ADP, NAD/NADH, lactic acid, etc, etc. The amount of information was quite overwhelming.  I studied and got frustrated because there are some things I did not understand.  (Okay, a LOT of things).  Well, I typed my review and headed off to the gym at UNCG (which is really nice by the way).  So, I get 2 miles into my run and my notebook falls off and stuff is flying everywhere.  This nice young man offers to help me and I tell him that I am okay.  It is not enough the whole gym saw this and they are all 12 years old (not really)!  Well, I pick it up and start running again...again my notebook falls off and now one side of the binder is broken off.  Well, I gotta get 4 miles in so back on the treadmill, again my notebook goes flying and papers everywhere.  Well, finally I get the point and finish the last 2 miles without studying.    So, I get to class and all the 16 year old students (okay, really they are mostly Masters students) are talking and I am getting more confused.  Dr. Starnes comes in and hands out the exam and my mind goes into overdrive.  Some of the stuff I didn't really study because I thought he was going to ask more about how ATP goes through the cytosol and mitochondria.  BUT no, the exam was focused more on Thermodynamics.  Needless to say, I am pretty sure I tanked the exam.  This got me to wondering if I am really smart enough to be a Dr.  I left class pretty defeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was driving home, I looked up and saw this great rainbow and I knew God was there.  Maybe he was hitting me upside the head for not studying hard enough but He was there.  I felt better about the situation and know I have to do better on the next 2 exams.  Mind you, if you get below a B, then you get booted out of grad school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited about CNC this coming week.  I need a break from reality. I don't feel like I can get anything accomplished and end up feeling like a failure most of the time.  After CNC, I plan to stay home for awhile on the weekends as I still have a ton of housework and yard work...oh and I need to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will be solo on my Thursday ride.  Milanne is off sunning and scuba diving in Barbadoes...nice...not so nice for me but it will be fine.  I hope to ride in the morning, come home to do some housework and pack for CNC and then ride in the pm with my peeps!  Hope to lift weights too.  Then off to CNC Saturday morning!! YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-6216633302596936324?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/6216633302596936324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=6216633302596936324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6216633302596936324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6216633302596936324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-exam.html' title='The first exam...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-5985560024361378912</id><published>2009-09-21T22:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:59:50.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's back...</title><content type='html'>Okay, after a brief hiatus, I am back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my quest to do 10,000 miles this year, I have done 6500 miles so far!  YEAH!  Next week, I will be cycling across North Carolina. This is one of my favorite weeks of the whole year!  I look forward to seeing my friends, Allison and Ragan.  Will miss Jimmy this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I am teaching 3 spin class, hopefully a run, and weights.  Haven't been lifting weights like I should and my weight is really showing it.  I feel miserable about my weight!  So, back I am to trying lose this weight that has plagued me my whole life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-5985560024361378912?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/5985560024361378912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=5985560024361378912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5985560024361378912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5985560024361378912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-back.html' title='It&apos;s back...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-1604879488868073080</id><published>2009-07-31T21:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:30:52.004-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This week...</title><content type='html'>This week has been quite interesting.  Monday, at my bike shop job, I got nailed straight in the eyeball with some bicycle handlebars.  Tuesday, I rode with my friend, Pat B. (who is quite an inspiration) and she broke her pedal and flipped end over end on her bike.  Wednesday, nothing too interesting.  Thursday, I fell in the woods, got scratched by a branch, got a flat, and chipped  a filling.  Today, I woke up to some strange bite on my bum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the good side, we are leaving for Vegas on Sunday.  YEAH!  I have 225 miles on the bike this week.  I was hoping for 300 and I think I will get 62 or so tomorrow in Carthage.  I might have to spin around my neighborhood tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, I hope to relax and maybe run in Vegas.  Then back to the grind.  I really want to get in shape and lose some weight when we get back.  It is frustrating.  It seems like the same thing every day.  I do well then eat like crap.  AAAHHHH!  It did not seem to be so hard in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?  Run, eat right, ride, lift weights and do the best I can!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-1604879488868073080?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/1604879488868073080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=1604879488868073080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1604879488868073080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1604879488868073080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-week.html' title='This week...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-4298135236517517937</id><published>2009-07-27T08:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T08:16:59.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Hours of Booty</title><content type='html'>So, earlier this year, my friend, Jimmy D., somehow managed to talk me into doing 24 Hours of Booty.  It is a fundraiser for Lance Armstrong Foundation and other cancer research facilities.  Basically, you can ride as little or as much as you can around this 3 mile loop while raising money for cancer.   Seeing my dad died from cancer, my mom and stepdad have survived other forms of cancer, I thought it would be a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal was to ride 300 miles.  However, I actually underestimated riding for 24 hours.  I need sleep.  Plus I had a great time hanging out with friends.  We started riding at 7 pm on Friday, then we had a yummy dinner, and I rode until about 1:30 am.  A little nap was called for so I got in my tent and slept until about 3:30 am.  Up again to get 27 more miles.  I loved riding at night.  There were not that many people up and it was quiet.  At 5:30 am, I had ate a couple of doughnuts and took another nap until 8 am.  After breakfast, Allison and I were able to watch the Tour so we didn't get on our bikes until 10:30 am.  We popped back in for lunch and back out to the Booty loop.  At this point, I was trying to get 18 miles in at a time.  The booty loop is wonderfully shaded so even though it was very hot, it wasn't so bad!  Finally, I decide 175 miles is enough but Jimmy had to tell me he had 176 so I had to go out for just one more loop.  I ended up with 178.5 miles.  Next year, maybe I will try 200 miles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the ride, the thought of people with cancer kept me going.  Think of the things we can do that people with cancer cannot.  I know it sounds hokey but I thought that.  I also spent a lot of time thinking about my dad.  Sometimes I was angry and sometimes I was happy with him.  But all in all, I think it was a worthwhile experience and hope to do it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I also met some new friends (Carletta, Liz, Marcy, and Terri) and got to see some old ones (Allison and Jimmy).  They were so awesome.  Carletta really inspired me as she plugged along on her mountain bike for her first metric century. They were always smiling and happy!  Jimmy always inspires me as he is always running around doing some crazy mountain bike/ice climbing/whatever else thing.  Jimmy is a Type 1 Diabetic and it doesn't slow him down one bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to reality.  Today is my day off from working out.  I really would like to work out but I need the rest.  426.5 miles in a week is ALOT!!!!!!   I need to get back to eating right, exercising, and lifting weights.  I am very frustrated at myself for not doing each of these things.  It is so hard!  But the things I want will not come easy so I must work at it!  Hopefully, I can get 300 miles on the bike in this week as we are off to Las Vegas on Sunday.  Running must become enjoyable again as Jimmy has challenged me at Goofy's Challenge in January.   Plus I hate to look at myself in the mirror as I think middle age is starting to catch up to me.  Nothing like looking like a sausage on wheels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's plan:&lt;br /&gt;Monday-off&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-ride, weights&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-run&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-ride, weights&lt;br /&gt;Friday-run&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-ride&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-VIVA LAS VEGAS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-4298135236517517937?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/4298135236517517937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=4298135236517517937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4298135236517517937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4298135236517517937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/07/24-hours-of-booty.html' title='24 Hours of Booty'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-2263626225285334948</id><published>2009-07-21T02:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T02:33:41.241-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time Since My Last Post...</title><content type='html'>Back to the Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few months have been fun but I need to get back on track.  I have gained some weight and feel huge.  So, yesterday I started to turn over a new leaf in my forest.  Back to Weight Watchers, P90X (Again) and trying to be much more positive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I am going to do 24 Hours of Booty with two of my CNC friends.  I hope to get in 300 miles over this 24 hours.  I hope I can do it!!  The past few weeks I have had great mileage week.  Thanks to my friend, Milanne, who is willing to ride some crazy mileage with me.  Finally, I think all this work is paying off.  I feel great and am cycling better than the past cycling years.  I also feel I am well on my way to my year goal of 10,000miles.  Over 4,000 miles so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Fall, UNCG has accepted me to start my doctoral work.  One day, I might actually have Dr. in front of my name.  YEAH!!!!  This is very scary but exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update complete and hope to get the blog to a much more regular basis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-2263626225285334948?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/2263626225285334948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=2263626225285334948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2263626225285334948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2263626225285334948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-time-since-my-last-post.html' title='Long Time Since My Last Post...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-4540648124406883246</id><published>2009-06-14T22:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:20:36.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope you dance</title><content type='html'>I Hope You Dance by Lee Ann Womack&lt;br /&gt;I hope you never lose your sense of wonder You get your fill to eat But always keep that hunger May you never take one single breath for granted God forbid love ever leave you empty handed I hope you still feel small When you stand by the ocean Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance I hope you dance I hope you dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance Never settle for the path of least resistance Living might mean taking chances But they're worth taking Lovin' might be a mistake But it's worth making Don't let some hell bent heart Leave you bitter When you come close to selling out Reconsider Give the heavens above More than just a passing glance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance I hope you dance (Time is a real and constant motion always) I hope you dance (Rolling us along) I hope you dance (Tell me who) I hope you dance (Wants to look back on their youth and wonder) (Where those years have gone) I hope you still feel small When you stand by the ocean Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance Dance I hope you dance I hope you dance (Time is a real and constant motion always) I hope you dance (Rolling us along) I hope you dance (Tell me who) (Wants to look back on their youth and wonder) I hope you dance (Where those years have gone) (Tell me who) I hope you dance (Wants to look back on their youth and wonder) (Where those years have gone)&lt;br /&gt;Pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom gave me this bear that played this song.  My mom has danced and she is quite an inspiration to me.  She is strong and fun and I love her too much!  Think about this song though...some people stay on the sidelines and never dance.  However, if you do not dance, you can't get the high from that and on the same token, you can't feel the hurt.  Some people say I am emotional and that is a-okay.  My therapist says I am too much one way or another.  I am either high or low.  That is true.  If I am happy, I am really happy and if I am sad, I am really sad.  However, the power of both of these emotions makes me the person I am.  While I might be emotional and moody, at least most people know where they stand with me.  I can look in the mirror and like who I am becoming.  Is it the thin triathlete?  No.  Is it me - just me?  Absolutely.  Will I dance?  You better believe it!  Love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-4540648124406883246?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/4540648124406883246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=4540648124406883246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4540648124406883246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4540648124406883246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hope-you-dance.html' title='I hope you dance'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-1019352001959034717</id><published>2009-06-09T17:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T18:00:12.065-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did May go?</title><content type='html'>Can't believe I did not make a blog post all of May.  WOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am not doing too great in Ironman retirement.  I have been riding but not running too much.  I am in my 5th week of P90x and hope it works.  Somehow, I let my friend, Susan, talk me into doing the 10 miler on Thursday.  We will see how that works out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I say tomorrow is a new day.  It is but I must make the changes I want to see.  It is very hard.  It seemed easier before but not now.  You know that saying something about turning over a new leaf, I feel like I have turned over an entire forest.  So, I have decided to just have one main goal a day and see how that works out.  Yesterday, it was not to eat after 8 pm and I did it.  Today, I did not really make one but I will tomorrow.  I want to lose weight and feel desperate to do so but my actions do not mirror that.  So, I will try to take one step at a time and do the best I can.  That is all I can do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of this week should be interesting...here is the workout plan:&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-run, P90X, maybe ride to work&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-10 miler, ride, P90X&lt;br /&gt;Friday-run, P90X, hopefully ride before work&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-ride&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some great news though...&lt;br /&gt;1)   I have been accepted into the Ed.D program in Exercise and Sport Science at UNC Greensboro and will start in the Fall.&lt;br /&gt;2) I signed up for Goofy's Challenge in January.&lt;br /&gt;3) I installed a battery in my old Dodge and it works!!!&lt;br /&gt;4) At work, I will be able to get my hands dirty and work on bikes! &lt;br /&gt;Things are looking up!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-1019352001959034717?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/1019352001959034717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=1019352001959034717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1019352001959034717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1019352001959034717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-did-may-go.html' title='Where did May go?'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-4231528219892861606</id><published>2009-04-28T12:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:30:58.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday and feeling fine!</title><content type='html'>So, this morning, I rode with one of my very favorite riding pals, Pat. He is just the best. He listens to me babble endlessly about mindless stuff while he actually has real stuff to worry about...he is an assistant fire chief and saves lives and stuff. Anyway, we had a delightful ride through the hills and we didn't do too bad at all. I got in 45 miles and then actually ran 3 miles. Usually, I don't like to run in mid day but lately I have been getting pretty good at it. The breeze was nice. The pace was not blazing fast but I did it. I have White Lake Half on Saturday and I think I can muddle through it. Oh...and White Lake Sprint on Sunday. After that, I might be retiring from triathlon but we will wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am very excited that I actually will have nothing long to train for after this week. I am looking forward to trying a few new things and more riding and running. I actually do feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders and even though I lost money, I think I gained time. I really want to be able to do other stuff without worrying about missing training and stuff. I actually agreed to go with Pat next week to try a time trial. Let's see how that goes. Who knows! I feel great today and hope I do next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have time to focus on other things like losing 13 pounds and some fat, my house and my yard. Maybe Doodle will actually be able to take me to the beach for a weekend! Leo and I are planning a trip to DC to do a Rails to Trails ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have new goals without so many restrictions...&lt;br /&gt;1) I will ride more.&lt;br /&gt;2) I will lift more.&lt;br /&gt;3) I will run more.&lt;br /&gt;4) I will have the nicest house on the block.&lt;br /&gt;5) I will clean more.&lt;br /&gt;6) I will keep my weight down or lose weight.  I will weigh 135 and wear a size 6 by the end of summer!&lt;br /&gt;7) I will be a better climber.&lt;br /&gt;8) I will be a better friend.&lt;br /&gt;9) I will not waste my days off.&lt;br /&gt;10) I will save money by riding and buying only things that are needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-4231528219892861606?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/4231528219892861606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=4231528219892861606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4231528219892861606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4231528219892861606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/04/tuesday-and-feeling-fine.html' title='Tuesday and feeling fine!'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-3422543702977383897</id><published>2009-04-23T19:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:11:49.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IM Canada</title><content type='html'>After weeks of training and thinking about IM Canada, I have decided to withdraw from the race.  I have zero motivation and I really do not want to put in the training that will be required.  I hope it will take the pressure off me and I will feel more like running and riding.  I still have White Lake Half and Sprint next week.  I worry that I will get lazy and end up as big as a whale but I feel this is the right decision.  I haven't swam that much and haven't lifted weights in a long time.  Maybe this is the perfect time for a little break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-3422543702977383897?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/3422543702977383897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=3422543702977383897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3422543702977383897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3422543702977383897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-canada.html' title='IM Canada'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-8415102300809699457</id><published>2009-04-19T21:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:57:46.761-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sunday Sunday</title><content type='html'>Sunday...my favorite day.  I got up and rode our regular Sunday ride.  Of course, this is supposed to be a social ride and never turns out that way.  That was frustrating to me today.  I was very tired after riding over 200 miles this week.  But it ended well and that is what is important...except for my little crash in the parking lot where I ended up on the ground.  Glad to be such humor for Hal, Leo and Kristi!  Got up fine with just a little scratch of my knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I will start P90X with some modifications.  I will only do the weights.  I think what happened last time is that I had to do cardio plus my regular stuff.  I need something different so I can lose 10 pounds and look buffer.  I tried some shorts on today and they were too tight in the legs but gapped in the waist.  So, to combat the depression from that I drank some wine and felt much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been so disappointed in myself.  I don't seem to get anything done.  I do not want to run or swim.  Mostly, I want to ride my bike.  I have White Lake Half in two weeks and the most I have ran is 6.7 miles.  Well, if I know it is going to suck then I am prepared for it.  I am hoping White Lake will get me pumped up for IM Canada.  What if it doesn't?  I do not think I will go to IM Canada because I am not really having as much fun as I used to.  I do not feel willing to commit to the 15-20 hours a week of training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I am off working out.  I plan to work and work out my P90X stuff on my work out schedule.  Think I need something different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from my SparkPoints mailer...Thought it was perfect for how I feel lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only two options regarding commitment. You're either IN or you're OUT. There's no such thing as life in-between.- Pat Riley, basketball coach&lt;br /&gt;Are You Giving Your Goals Your Best Effort? Your dreams deserve better than a half-hearted effort. Meet your goals with a weak handshake and they'll soon be waving you goodbye. Since you probably don't want to look back on a life full of "almost made it" memories, it's time for total commitment. Leave it all on the field, don't hold anything back. Is there anything more satisfying than pouring out your entire being, straddling the cliff, reaching your total limit, then looking up and realizing that oh-my-gosh-I-can't-believe-I-really-did-it? And is there anything more tragic than failing and realizing you could have done more? If you feel "tuned out" of your current life, that's okay. Make your first goal to build a life that you can get "in"-to. Then don't look back. Make every day count and live purposefully, live energetically, live completely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-8415102300809699457?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/8415102300809699457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=8415102300809699457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8415102300809699457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8415102300809699457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunday-sunday-sunday.html' title='Sunday Sunday Sunday'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-7467765348474194642</id><published>2009-04-12T17:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:24:48.434-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog got a little behind...</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter to all!  An email from my mother-in-law sent us an email today that said "This is the day the Lord has made and let us rejoice in it!"   God bless each and every one of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we had our regular Sunday ride.  It was a good group but some of the group got a little frisky!  Guess we need to define social...A good group nonetheless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks I have felt a little pooped...My workouts haven't gone quite the way I want but they have been going.  Every day I say I am going to do better and I don't.  How do I make this change?  Guess just have to do it.  Wish it was easier but nothing good comes easy or without work!  Guess that explains why I never win the lottery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bummed that one of my best riding buddies, Pat, had his bike stolen from his garage.   Who would take a man's bike?  It just stinks!  Wish I could win the lottery and buy him a new bike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's plan...we will see how this goes.&lt;br /&gt;Monday-off&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-4 spin classes (last day of school YEAH!), run, bike, weights&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-swim and spin class&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-run, bike weights&lt;br /&gt;Friday-swim...or Spring Ride...it depends on if my spouse leaves or not. &lt;br /&gt;Saturday and Sunday-ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to work on running longer and doing a short brick.  Last week we rode 66 miles and ran 6 miles and it was better than I expected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-7467765348474194642?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/7467765348474194642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=7467765348474194642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7467765348474194642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7467765348474194642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-got-little-behind.html' title='Blog got a little behind...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-833238975493781083</id><published>2009-03-29T20:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:04:22.255-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>Sunday is my favorite day.  Today was no exception.  Went for a ride with some great people although it was very windy.  Ran 6 minutes after my ride and Leo even ran a lap with me.  Got home and hung out.  Then spent 2 hours raking black walnuts.  Hard work but have been putting it off forever.  Then dinner and a shopping spot.  Clean up and the day is done.   Sunday is my favorite because everyone seems a little more laid back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only missed one bike ride and weights this week due to rain and feeling crappy.  This is an improvement.  This week's schedule...same as last week....&lt;br /&gt;Monday-off&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-teach 4 spin classes, run, weights, bike&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-swim, teach 2 spin classes&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-run, weights, bike&lt;br /&gt;Friday-swim&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-Crankin' for Crohn's ride (maybe duathlon)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-Recovery ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSITIVE QUOTE OF THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;When you take a risk and step out of the norm, you run the risk and sometimes you fail. But you only fail if you give up. -- J Peterman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true...I fail all the time but I do try it again later.  I want to be a better person but I fail often but I keep trying...that is all all of us can do!  Have a fabulous week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-833238975493781083?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/833238975493781083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=833238975493781083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/833238975493781083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/833238975493781083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday_29.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-7797118155614209980</id><published>2009-03-27T20:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:23:26.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New week, new me!!! gets a little stalled...</title><content type='html'>Well, this week started off with a bang...it still has bang-like qualities but not as much as I had hoped.  This week, I have been really tired.  Maybe it is allergies, I hope.  Tuesday, I was not feeling well so I went home early.  Anyhow, I got most of my workouts in just need to ride two more times and lift weights.  Hopefully, the rain holds off tomorrow so I can ride with my peeps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was in the pool and this nice lady was next to me and we chatted while kicking down the lane.  She was asking me something about long course...hello, I do not know what that is...I just swim.  I have never competed in anything but one local swim meet.  She said the nicest thing though, "You look like a swimmer."  Really, I have never looked like an athlete, I think, so it was really nice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSITIVE QUOTE OF THE DAY (I need this one!)&lt;br /&gt;You cannot add to the peace and good will of the world if you fail tocreate an atmosphere of harmony and love right where you live and work.-- Thomas Dreier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-7797118155614209980?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/7797118155614209980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=7797118155614209980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7797118155614209980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7797118155614209980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-week-new-me-gets-little-stalled.html' title='New week, new me!!! gets a little stalled...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-5424057176099424147</id><published>2009-03-23T06:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T06:28:22.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New week, new me!!!</title><content type='html'>For a long time, I have been saying I am going to make some changes in my life.  For example, better housekeeping, better organizer, faster cyclist/runner, better climber, lose weight, be neater, eat better, get all my workouts in, etc.  Well, the day has come and gone many times and I always end up back in the same place - disappointed.  So, today, I am turning over a new leaf and starting again.  Will I stumble, yes?  Will I ever be disappointed by these things again?  Yes.  Will I get up the next day and try again?  Yes because that is all I can do.  Every step forward is a step in the right direction.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a day off from working out.  Last week, I finally got my 200 miles in on the bike!  YEAH!!  Had a great recovery ride yesterday with the Sunday group.  Everyone was very pleasant and it was one of the most enjoyable rides I have had in a long time.  It was a small group but had some of my favorite people in it.  Everyone chatted and had a good day. We even had a nice guy and he did quite well for his first ride in 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week:&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-run, teach 4 spin classes, weights, bike&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-swim, teach 1 spin class&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- run, bike, weights&lt;br /&gt;Friday-swim and run if I missed a run&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-brick&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought this was appropriate for today's post....(from SparkPeople.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who I am really keeps surprising me.- Nikki Giovanni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we can learn from our path to the present&lt;br /&gt;Often in moments of discouragement or depression, it's easy to feel that your life is going nowhere or that change is impossible. But it's simply not true! Take a minute to think back over your life. Chances are, you'll see a lot of growth in all of your formative areas. From childish playing, to youthful impulsiveness and adult reasoning, life sure has taken you on a rollercoaster hasn't it? When you were young, someone probably asked you what you wanted to be when you grew up. If someone posed that same question to you now, what would you say? Let this reflection be an indicator of your dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-5424057176099424147?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/5424057176099424147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=5424057176099424147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5424057176099424147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5424057176099424147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-week-new-me.html' title='New week, new me!!!'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-8861639863508478783</id><published>2009-03-19T13:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:20:32.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>Thursdays are my day off!  I am so thankful for them!  Usually I ride with my regular Thursday ride pal, Pat, but his daughter had to go to the orthodonist.  I was bummed but I got to sleep in.  I plan to ride with friends this afternoon and lift weights.  I should have ran this morning but didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was exercise in patience for me.  First, Ivan taught spinning so I did not have to get up so early.  So, I planned to swim, go to the chiropractor and hairdresser and go to work.  I took off work to get my hair done and I was so excited.  Well, as I back out of the driveway I not only hit the garbage can (that the trashmen neglected to pick up the day before) but also the stones on my flower bed.  YUCK!  So, I get to the gym and the pool is full.  No one wants to circle swim so I wait.  Then a nice man let me have his side of one lane.  As I get into the pool and get my hair wet, I realize I forgot my goggles.  I had to run quickly to the locker room and get them.  So, I rush to get my swim in and run quickly through the shower and my hair is everywhere!!!  I get to the chiropractor at 8:16 am and my phone rings.  It seems my hairdresser is out and can they reschedule me or can I go to someone else?  Now, Jenni has cut my hair for 5 years.  Even when she was on maternity leave, I did not get my hair cut.  However, my hair is everywhere and I can't go to work like this.  So, I agree to let someone else cut my hair but not color (in a week I will look like trailer park trash with 2 inch roots).  Then I wait 30 minutes to get in to the chiropractor.  I try to rush out but he chatted with me.  I rush to the hairdresser and get my hair cut.  It was not horrible, however, one side is a little longer than the other.  AAAAHHHH!  I decide since I am off to run a few errands...the bank, the post office, vitamin store, etc.  Since my hair did not get color I decide to get my toes done before work (Doodle says my feet look like homeless people feet).  I get to work and as I am walking in, a cute dog comes and greets me.  As I get to work, a customer comes in and wants something locked up outside.  We look everywhere for the keys and finally have to get the bolt cutter.  About an hour later...here comes one of our coworkers with the key....There are only 2 salespeople on the floor and while not slammed, it was very busy.  My Doodle comes in and brings me a new fancy schmancy phone!!!  As he is explaining it and how much it will costs, the phone is ringing!  The guys at work teased me all day as they knew I was frustrated.  Then, I get to spinning class and can't find my MP3 player to play my workout.  Luckily, one of my students turned in their extra credit with a CD so I used that.  Finally, I get home and not too much else went on.  Thanks goodness!  AAAAAHHHHH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I pulled weeds outside as it is beautiful!!!  While I was out, my next door neighbor, Shirley, comes home.  Ms. Shirley had gastric bypass a few months ago and shortly thereafter, broke her ankle.  I was so worried about her.  Today, she looked absolutely fantastic.  She is in a wheelchair but she looks great.  I am so thankful for her health!!!!!  She is one of the nicest people I know.  When I had shoulder surgery, she cooked me homemade chicken noodle soup and collards (YUMMY!)  She is so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a good day so far!  Tomorrow, swim and run.  Today, ride and weights. Saturday and Sunday-ride...God willing and the creeks don't rise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSITIVE QUOTE OF THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;Courage does not always roar. Sometimes, it is the quiet voice at theend of the day saying, "I will try again tomorrow".    -- Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true...some days that is the best we can do.  Some people just give up...as long as we try again, maybe that is the ultimate sign of courage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-8861639863508478783?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/8861639863508478783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=8861639863508478783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8861639863508478783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8861639863508478783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-7066707656746634353</id><published>2009-03-15T21:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:53:03.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We can't become what we need by remaining what we are.</title><content type='html'>We can't become what we need by remaining what we are.- Max Dupree&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a design for change?  Do you have a desire to lose weight, have more children, or try a new career? If so, are you taking appropriate steps towards these desires? Often your wants turn into lip service, and because of that wishy-washy determination, you may never reach your goal. The reality of life is that we need to change something in order to get something. For example, you cannot lose weight and build a healthier body by eating what you are now and remaining at the same exercise level. Formulate a plan for success by breaking down your goal into several smaller steps to promote a more optimistic and realistic strategy! (From Sparkpeople.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was in my inbox yesterday and it got me to thinking...am I doing the things I need to to make a change?  Am I taking the steps needed to reach these desires?  The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.  Am I working harder than ever to get better results? I am pushing myself harder than ever before but is it enough?  Am I doing what I need to to get to the body size I want?  Am I eating the right things to get the results I want?  Can I do better?  Well, of course, we can always do better.  I just have to stop the lip service and do it!!!  I have a plan for the workouts and now I need a plan for my food.  I am taking small steps and know it has to be realistic.  All I can do is put one foot in front of the other! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's plan...&lt;br /&gt;Monday-swim or run, teach 1 spin class&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-teach 4 spin classes, run, bike, weights&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-swim, teach 2 spin classes&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-run, bike, weights (if run on Monday, no run)&lt;br /&gt;Friday-swim (if swim on Monday, day off)&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-bike&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I ran 4 miles.  It got better as the run went on.  As I started, it was not great.  However, I ran in the soft rain and I felt as God was washing away all the junk.  It was so peaceful and quiet.  I listened to Jordin Spark's song "One Step at a Time" and it reminded me that anything worth having comes one step at a time.  "It's gonna happen when it's supposed to happen and we find the reason why one step at a time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week!  Positive Quote of the Day...Hebrews 12: 1:  Let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. (Thanks Mom for the quote!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-7066707656746634353?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/7066707656746634353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=7066707656746634353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7066707656746634353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7066707656746634353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-cant-become-what-we-need-by.html' title='We can&apos;t become what we need by remaining what we are.'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-418357557378083350</id><published>2009-03-11T19:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T20:00:05.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruz Bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SbhQIiTHVZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/VYUgC3Xdfh8/s1600-h/cruzbike.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312083868059653522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SbhQIiTHVZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/VYUgC3Xdfh8/s320/cruzbike.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past two years, I have seen Maria from Cruz Bike ride her cruzbike across North Carolina. Our bike shop is one of the only shops that carry the CruzBike. I have never been brave enough to ride it but for some reason today, I decided I wanted to try it. It was quite a challenge and I scared our entire staff as I almost fell several times. (Oh, I am not the most graceful person and I am a klutz!). Anyway, Kenny told me to go outside and try it. I did it! I rode around the parking lot several times and I was soooooo excited. It was so fun! Check out the bike at &lt;a href="http://www.cruzbike.com/"&gt;http://www.cruzbike.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Goes to show you, if you set your mind to something, you can do it!!!  Now, I have set my mind to becoming one of the best climbers!  I just have to do IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-418357557378083350?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/418357557378083350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=418357557378083350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/418357557378083350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/418357557378083350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/03/cruz-bike.html' title='Cruz Bike'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SbhQIiTHVZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/VYUgC3Xdfh8/s72-c/cruzbike.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-812840294389657471</id><published>2009-03-11T06:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T06:53:06.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Morning Workouts</title><content type='html'>Motivation seems to come better when I get up and work out early.  This morning I went swimming as I had to teach spinning at 7 am, doctor at 8:30 am, work 9:30 to 6 pm and teach spinning again at 6 pm.  My swim actually felt good and seemed to fly by.  I used to always get up between 5-6 am and workout.  My whole day went better and I seem more motivated to work out.  Unfortunately, I have gotten away from that as my schedule has changed.  I would like to get back to that as much as I can.  I feel more alert and alive during the day and I sleep better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I ran 4.5 miles, taught 4 spin classes, rode, and lifted weights.  Yesterday was the first ride of our Tuesday/Thursday afternoon rides.  I was looking forward to it.  I rode from home and met up with the group.  I was supposed to do hill repeats but didn't realize it until too late (okay, I did not look at my training plan until 4:00 or 4:15 pm and I had to leave at 4:30) so I rode in the big chain ring instead.  I got to the group and I felt good.  I was riding the hills better than before but still was the last person.  This is soooooooooooooooo frustrating.  I was working my patooty off and still the last person.  How can all these people be so strong so early in the season?  It was extremely frustrating because I am not sure if I could have worked any harder.   I went home early as I still had to lift.  I wish I had ridden back with the group as I might have felt better.  VERY frustrating.  I feel like I have to try about million times harder than everybody anyway and I was really trying.  My legs were screaming when I got home!  Guess I still have a lot of work to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy day today!  Tomorrow, I hope to ride with my friend, Pat, run and lift.  Wish my legs could have a little rest today...but no rest for the weary! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSITIVE QUOTE OF THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is more endangered in the modern world than the powerful combination of hard work toward meaningful goals joined with an exuberant embrace of the present moment.-- Tom Morris&lt;br /&gt;This quote cracks me up as my students seem to lack hard work and no exuberant embrace of the present moment or any moment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-812840294389657471?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/812840294389657471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=812840294389657471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/812840294389657471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/812840294389657471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/03/early-morning-workouts.html' title='Early Morning Workouts'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-3973555921463181550</id><published>2009-03-08T23:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:29:34.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>Sundays are one of my favorite days.  Today, I rode with one of my very favorite peeps, Leo.  We had a group of about 10 and 5 of us went shorter than the others.  It was not fast but an enjoyable ride.  Then I came home and went shopping for new shorts.  Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's plan:&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow-swim, teach 1 spin class&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-run, bike, teach 4 spin classes and weights&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-swim, teach 1 spin class&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-run, bike, and weights&lt;br /&gt;Friday-swim and run&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-ride&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deleted entry for yesterday as it was written in anger and not in a rational manner.&lt;br /&gt;POSITIVE QUOTE OF THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;If you have made mistakes...there is always another chance for you...you may have a fresh start any moment you choose, for thisthing we call "failure" is not the falling down, but the stayingdown.-- Mary Pickford (1893-1979) Canadian Actress&lt;br /&gt;Like this quote as it reminds me even though I make mistakes, I can start over again and try to do the best I can&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-3973555921463181550?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/3973555921463181550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=3973555921463181550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3973555921463181550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3973555921463181550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-7402039312533420744</id><published>2009-03-06T19:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:49:33.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the first week of IM Training</title><content type='html'>So, this week has not worked out as I planned.  I missed a swim, run and weights.  I am hoping I can make some of it up tomorrow or Sunday.   However, I have been busy painting my bedroom which was quite a workout in and of itself.  All I can do is do better next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has turned BEAUTIFUL!  I hated to go to work today and spend the best part of the day inside!  Tomorrow and Sunday I hope to ride.  I hope I can get my 200 miles in this week.  I rode yesterday with my friend, Pat.  It was a good ride and we had a great chat about this, that and everything else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSITIVE QUOTE OF THE DAY-----------------------------A champion is someone who gets up when he can't.-- Jack Dempsey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-7402039312533420744?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/7402039312533420744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=7402039312533420744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7402039312533420744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7402039312533420744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/03/end-of-first-week-of-im-training.html' title='End of the first week of IM Training'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-2673535269693785688</id><published>2009-03-03T18:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:30:24.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This week is Spring Break so I did not have to teach today! My day was great! I got up and went for a 3.2 mile run. Then after a warm shower (it was COLD), I was off to buy some paint and pick up a prescription. Bought a birthday gift for one of my favorite peeps. Then after some lunch, I met Milanne for a delightful ride (albeit cold). Normally, I do not ride if it is under 35 degrees. It was right on the border but wanted to get some miles in and I had someone to ride with! It was windy and cold but we had a nice chat and an easy ride. I got 40 miles in and was happy about that. Tonight during American Idol, I plan to lift weights as my Doodle is not home to lift with! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/Sa29YR_HQoI/AAAAAAAAACw/1IzBJo86Vmg/s1600-h/Ivan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309107760582312578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/Sa29YR_HQoI/AAAAAAAAACw/1IzBJo86Vmg/s320/Ivan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I talked with my friend, Ivan Castro, about teaching spin class for our soldiers. Big deal, you are thinking...did I mention Ivan was blind due to wounds he received in Iraq? Ivan has been in papers and other news media. Ivan is one of the happiest people I have ever met. He is almost always smiling and is so funny! Ivan is still a captain in the US Army and teaches spinning whenever he can. He has completed several marathons and cycling rides on a tandem. He is going in for the second of three surgeries this month and tomorrow will be the last class he can teach for awhile. All of this got me to thinking when I have a pity party for one(PPO), how good I have it. I can see, hear, touch, taste and smell everything! I can get up each morning and set about my day without assistance. Now, I still occasionally have a PPO, I am only human. However, sometimes I think of Ivan and get past it. If he can do it, then I certainly can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought for the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus" (I Thessalonians 5:16-18, NIV). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-2673535269693785688?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/2673535269693785688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=2673535269693785688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2673535269693785688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2673535269693785688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/Sa29YR_HQoI/AAAAAAAAACw/1IzBJo86Vmg/s72-c/Ivan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-1501624924816474526</id><published>2009-03-02T21:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:47:16.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>People are strange...</title><content type='html'>Today was a strange day.  This morning I went and swam 1600 with Ginger and I felt tired until about 1000 yards.  I was feeling good and happy.  Off to work and there was a weird vibe there.  Nothing bad just weird.  Then off to the cycling club meeting and realized that people are strange.  Things that should make sense to most people - do not make sense to others.  AAAHHH!  What do you do?  Confront it and lose your temper or do nothing.  Who knows?  It is a double-edged sword.  I wish I could be more like my friend, Leo, who can handle everything with an even temper.  My temper is terrible but it is part of my charm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I finally finished my IM Canada training plan.  I actually feel pretty good about it.  It will be a lot of hard work but I am glad to be back on a schedule!  Maybe it will get me more motivated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's plan&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-ride, run, weights&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-swim, run, teach 2 spin classes&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-ride, run, weights&lt;br /&gt;Friday-swim and teach one spin class&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-ride&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the weather will cooperate!  I really want to ride 200 miles this week.  I really need to so I can get crackin' on my yearly goal.  I just know I can do it!  I can do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-1501624924816474526?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/1501624924816474526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=1501624924816474526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1501624924816474526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1501624924816474526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-are-strange.html' title='People are strange...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-2106019690501862956</id><published>2009-02-28T21:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:20:36.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Certainty? In this world nothing is certain but death and taxes</title><content type='html'>Certainty? In this world nothing is certain but death and taxes...Benjamin Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I finished my state taxes?  Over $500 due...Always something, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it rained all day.  No ride, no run, no nothing.  My legs are very tired still so I need a day off.  It is supposed to rain tomorrow too. I just know this is God's way of making me rest.  Still working on my IM plan but got distracted by taxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I joined Facebook and got in touch with tons of people I haven't talked to in a LONG time.  Today, in my inbox, I got the nicest email from a girl from junior high.  Bless her heart, I could not figure out who she was until I went and got the yearbook.  Anyhow, this is what it said "Jennifer, you probably don't remember me, but I just wanted to tell you that I will always remember you when I was in 6th grade &amp;amp; you were in 8th and we had gym together. You were really nice to me when other girls were kinda mean. I can recall sitting in the bleachers and talking."  It was one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me.  This is a lesson to us all...you have no idea that the things you do might affect someone for the rest of their (and your) life.  Just wanted to share that cause it made me feel great and maybe it will help us remember to mind our P&amp;amp;Qs$!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily Quote&lt;br /&gt;You can find on the outside only what you possess on the inside.-- Adolfo Montiel Ballesteros&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-2106019690501862956?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/2106019690501862956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=2106019690501862956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2106019690501862956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2106019690501862956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/02/certainty-in-this-world-nothing-is.html' title='Certainty? In this world nothing is certain but death and taxes'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-8564591097341689280</id><published>2009-02-26T15:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:51:44.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Legs</title><content type='html'>This morning, Pat and I went for a 55 mile ride.  It was great to have my favorite Thursday friend back!  I had missed him so much!  However, after 7 spin classes, one bike ride and weights in 2 days...guess what?  My legs are TIRED!  It was a good ride but I was ready to be done when we got done.  We went places we hadn't gone before and it was fun.  Tuesday, I felt so strong on my ride and wanted to be stronger today but it didn't happen.  After a nap, I feel better but still on tired legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still working on my IM Training plan and new weight plan.  I am hoping for something new and different for this training plan and have awesome results!  No running or swimming this week and a little rest before I begin.  Tomorrow, I will only teach one spin class, work and go to the ball with my Doodle.  I hope to ride on Saturday and Sunday but rain is projected.  Some people will ride in the rain but I just cannot stand water in my bike shoes.  Something about it pooling in my shoes makes me crazy!!!!  :)  Maybe that is God's way of making me have a little rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this quote in my inbox today, "It's time to start living the life you've imagined.-- Henry James."  That brings me to thinking what is the life I have imagined?  Being a great cyclist, runner, being thin and beautiful, being married to a handsome fellow and having plenty of money...Hey, while I am not a great cyclist/runner, I am able to do those things when some people cannot.  I am also married to one of the best people I know (he is pretty cute himself!).  We have never gone hungry and get almost everything we want so we do have plenty of money.  Thin and beautiful...well, I am working on those.  I feel very blessed to have this life.  It is not the life I imagined as a child but it is better than that life.  What is the life you have imagined and when you think about it, are you already living the life you imagined?  You might be surprised at your answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-8564591097341689280?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/8564591097341689280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=8564591097341689280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8564591097341689280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8564591097341689280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/02/tired-legs.html' title='Tired Legs'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-6102017392180938008</id><published>2009-02-24T19:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:58:24.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lent</title><content type='html'>Today is Fat Tuesday. Tomorrow starts Lent. The idea is that you give up something that is a sacrifice in the way Jesus sacrificed His life for us. It would be easy to give up brussel sprouts or something like that. But I hope to give up something that is actually a sacrifice...From tomorrow to Easter, I plan to give up all candy (except gum), fast food restaurants (like McDonald's, Wendy's, etc but not sit down restaurants such as Olive Garden, etc.)  and sweet tea.  Maybe it will help in other areas too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week of rest period...next week back in the saddle and get back to training again. Today, I rode to Doodle's work and my legs were screaming. I still had a good average but it was not pleasant. Tomorrow, I plan to teach 2 spin classes and something else (run or swim).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for day...If you have made mistakes...there is always another chance foryou...you may have a fresh start any moment you choose, for thisthing we call "failure" is not the falling down, but the stayingdown.-- Mary Pickford (1893-1979) Canadian Actress&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-6102017392180938008?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/6102017392180938008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=6102017392180938008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6102017392180938008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6102017392180938008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/02/lent.html' title='Lent'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-2812156590710166817</id><published>2009-02-21T19:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T19:11:01.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hibernation</title><content type='html'>Just figured this out the other day...I am not motivated because I should still be hibernating!  IM Canada training starts next month so I think I should be hibernating!  Slowly, I am feeling more motivated - not all the way back to normal but getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it was 22 degrees when I got up to ride...too cold!  So, after a nap, I rode a hilly 55 miles.  I felt slow at first but got better as I went.  My legs are still sore from hill repeats and weights on Thursday.  Tomorrow it is supposed to rain but I may ride in the afternoon.  Next week, I am not going to schedule any workouts except my spin classes since it will be the last week without a training plan.  Hope to get in some miles on the bike though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new training plan will be a little different than usual.  It is not complete yet but I have an idea...4-5 bikes and a brick, 3 runs, 2 swims and 2 weight days a week.  I am going to try and take a full day off every week so something had to go and it was my 3rd swim. I am also considering resting every 3rd week instead of every 4th week. Haven't worked it all out yet but I am getting there.  I am getting a little more motivated after looking at flights to Canada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving you with a positive quote that makes me want to reach further than ever before...&lt;br /&gt;POSITIVE QUOTE OF THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heavenfor?-- Robert Browning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-2812156590710166817?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/2812156590710166817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=2812156590710166817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2812156590710166817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2812156590710166817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/02/hibernation.html' title='Hibernation'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-7534762348286342812</id><published>2009-02-12T08:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T08:08:45.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Irish Luck</title><content type='html'>So, I am not really Irish but my husband is (a long way back).  Somehow, however, after almost 12 years of marriage, I now have Irish Luck!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days I have been convinced God is testing me.  There have been some troubling words from people, feeling like people think I am stupid, lack of motivation and finally it happened...the third thing...I was test riding my single speed at work yesterday and came around the corner and noticed a dent in my Jeep's bumper.  No note, of course.  Yes, this is the second time someone has hit my bumper.  BUMMER!  Luckily, I have good insurance and will only have to pay my deductible.  It is only a Jeep and it can repaired.  I am hoping that is my third thing for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ride today got cancelled because my friend, Pat, had to work and the wind is supposed to be gusting at 20-30 mph.  I might try to ride this afternoon.  I really want to get in my 200 miles this week and I am not sure how I am going to do it.  On my way to the gym to run and swim since I missed my swim yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-7534762348286342812?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/7534762348286342812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=7534762348286342812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7534762348286342812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7534762348286342812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/02/irish-luck.html' title='Irish Luck'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-6458908903659949367</id><published>2009-02-09T09:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T10:01:24.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This week...</title><content type='html'>This week's plan&lt;br /&gt;Monday-off&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-run, weights, teach 4 spin classes, bike to gym&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-swim, run, teach 1 spin class&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-bike&lt;br /&gt;Friday-swim, run&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-run&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figured I need to take one day off a week to feel good.  Yesterday, my quads were not happy so I decided today was the easiest to take off.  We were off on Mondays for most of January and February but back to work today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I rode with the club on a supposed "Sunday social ride."  By now, I should know better.  After pulling two different people up to the group on two different occasions, I got dropped.  It sucked.  What can I do but try harder next time?  However on the up side, I was thankful as one of my friends I was riding with got sort of sick and had to stop so I was thankful to be with him.  We had taken a short cut and the group caught us towards the end.  The good news is I got in 60 miles.  It was a beautiful day for riding and I also got to wash my Jeep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-6458908903659949367?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/6458908903659949367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=6458908903659949367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6458908903659949367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6458908903659949367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-week.html' title='This week...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-490487458735910971</id><published>2009-02-05T15:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T15:36:49.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Off</title><content type='html'>Everything was going great this week and WHAM...So, my schedule is off already for this week. &lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to take a rest day today and try to give my shoulder a chance to feel a little better. Plus my legs were starting to feel tired and the high today is only 34!  I rode Monday with my friend, Ginger. Tuesday was super busy, I taught 4 spin classes, rode to gym, lifted with Doodle, and ran a mile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I took the GRE...let's just say I will be taking it for a third time.  It really bummed me out.  I taught spin class after work.  Friday, I hope to lift, run and swim before work.  Saturday, I hope to ride and swim.  Sunday, it will be almost 70 after barely getting above freezing today so I hope to ride! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My motivation is a little lacking but slowly but surely I hope to get back to normal before too long.  I am working on it.  I actually really miss getting up early and working out.  I felt so much better about myself! It helps that I have committed to going to the gym with Doodle twice a week.  I hope to commit to swimming a few days with my friend, Ginger, too!  I am consider hiring a coach starting in March to do even better at IM Canada.  With the economy, it will be hard work to keep affording coaching but I know it will be worth it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-490487458735910971?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/490487458735910971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=490487458735910971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/490487458735910971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/490487458735910971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-off.html' title='Day Off'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-1601866058119884949</id><published>2009-02-02T02:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T02:39:00.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>Not too bad this week...The only thing I did not get done was a second swim.  I lifted twice and am paying the price as I am sore three days after!  I think that is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week the plan is...&lt;br /&gt;Monday-ride and maybe swim or run&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-teach 4 spin classes, weights and ride to gym&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-teach spin class, maybe swim&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-ride, weights&lt;br /&gt;Friday-swim and maybe run&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-ride&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-ride&lt;br /&gt;This week I really need to get in over 200 miles this week to get on my 2009 goal of riding 10,000 miles!!!  January was not great for the mileage since I was on vacation for almost 2 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I signed up for 24 hours of Booty.  My friend, Jimmy D., somehow talked me into it.  Jimmy is a friend of mine from CNC and we have been riding long together for two years at CNC.  Another reason is my friend, Allison, signed up too and I haven't seen her in almost two years.  The main reason I signed up for it is because it raises money for the Lance Armstrong Foundation for cancer!  My life and the lives of my family have been affected by cancer and if somehow I can indirectly help find a cure for that then I am all for it.  So, for 24 hours in July I will be riding around an almost 3 mile track and hopefully hitting 250-300 miles in that 24 hours.  Check it out...&lt;a href="http://www.24hoursofbooty.org/site/TR/Bike/General?px=1096881&amp;amp;pg=personal&amp;amp;fr_id=1060&amp;amp;et=gCHQgp_GzPEsgB_9yOzDiw..&amp;amp;s_tafId=4401" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.24hoursofbooty.org/site/TR/Bike/General?px=1096881&amp;amp;pg=personal&amp;amp;fr_id=1060&amp;amp;et=gCHQgp_GzPEsgB_9yOzDiw..&amp;amp;s_tafId=4401&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-1601866058119884949?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/1601866058119884949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=1601866058119884949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1601866058119884949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1601866058119884949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-2408940326462481972</id><published>2009-01-25T16:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T17:02:58.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First swim since Ironman Louisville</title><content type='html'>Today, we did not ride because it was cold...again... Luckily, we rode 52 miles yesterday so I was not completely heartbroken!  Ginger and I went to the gym and lifted weights.  Finally, I got in the pool and swam 550 yards.  The first 100 was under 2:00 but it was much slower after that.  I forgot how much I like to swim but how tiring it is.  At least I got in and started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week...&lt;br /&gt;Monday-ride with Ginger, Pat, Kenny and Mike&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-teach 4 spin classes, lift weights, maybe run&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-teach 1 spin class and some sort of cardio (weather dependent)&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-ride with Pat, lift weights&lt;br /&gt;Friday-teach 1 spin class and maybe a run&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-ride&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will check back next Sunday to see how I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-2408940326462481972?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/2408940326462481972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=2408940326462481972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2408940326462481972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2408940326462481972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-swim-since-ironman-louisville.html' title='First swim since Ironman Louisville'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-4412341663174454172</id><published>2009-01-22T19:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:25:02.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Law of the Garbage Truck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Law of the Garbage Truck (From my sister-in-law, Rachelle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport. We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right In front of us. My taxi&lt;br /&gt;driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches!  Te driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi river just smiled  and waved at the guy.   And I mean, he was really friendly.  So I asked, 'Why did you just do that?&lt;br /&gt;This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!'   This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, ' The Law of the Garbage Truck'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage,&lt;br /&gt;full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up,&lt;br /&gt;they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you.  Don't take it personally.  Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on.  Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day.&lt;br /&gt;Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So, Love the people who treat you right. Pray for the ones who don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it! Have a garbage-free day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now, I get it...I have been letting the garbage truck take over my days recently.  So, as of right now...no more letting the garbage truck take over my days or spread the garbage to the people I care about.  Well, as best as I can do.  Sorry for the pity party for one posts and I hope to do better by all of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-4412341663174454172?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/4412341663174454172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=4412341663174454172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4412341663174454172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4412341663174454172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/01/law-of-garbage-truck.html' title='Law of the Garbage Truck'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-1849194542820689069</id><published>2009-01-21T21:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:56:23.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert Frost quote</title><content type='html'>Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -  I took the one less traveledby, And that has made all the difference.-- Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quote is one of my favorite...I wish I could live more by it.  I wish I could be the person who took the road less traveled.  Some days I think I am but not in the good way.  What can we all do to take the road less traveled? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winter blues have really kicked in.  I am so sad lately and lack motivation.  I really do not want to do anything and keep trying to put things off.   I really need to get it back together.  The winter blues suck!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I taught spinning.  Tomorrow is the GRE and an appointment with an athlete to run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-1849194542820689069?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/1849194542820689069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=1849194542820689069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1849194542820689069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1849194542820689069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/01/robert-frost-quote.html' title='Robert Frost quote'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-1083858975872471693</id><published>2009-01-19T09:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:00:10.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Blues...</title><content type='html'>Sick of cold weather and rainy weather...Can't ride my bike and don't feel like doing anything else.  Every day I wake up with the idea that I am going to do something great and every day I am disappointed in myself.  Today, we were supposed to ride  but foggy and cold weather got the best of us.  This evening, I plan to go to spin class with Leo so maybe that will set things straight.  I hope to get up early tomorrow and go to my first ever Bodypump class and get in the pool for the first time since Ironman Louisville.  Then I have to teach 4 spin classes at school.  If for some reason I miss Bodypump (it is at 5:45 am) then I can lift in between classes.  I can also swim at school.  No more yuckiness!  Maybe I can ride my mountain bike this afternoon before spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's plan...&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-Bodypump or weights, swim, teach 4 classes&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-maybe swim, teach spin&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-run with athlete, Bodypump or weights&lt;br /&gt;Friday-don't know&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-ride&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-ride&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-1083858975872471693?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/1083858975872471693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=1083858975872471693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1083858975872471693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1083858975872471693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-blues.html' title='Winter Blues...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-4340179640103084090</id><published>2009-01-14T20:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:14:27.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the grind</title><content type='html'>Just got home today from Florida...where it was sunny and warm...back home where it was in the 40s...YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The marathon was okay.  The first 10 miles was okay and I was headed for a 4:45!  At mile 12, I saw my family and that was fabulous!  At mile 13, I could feel blisters coming up on my feet so I stopped a lubed them up with lots of vaseline.  From mile 16 to 17, it was not in the parks so it was sort of boring and I was running out of energy.  Miles 19 to 21 were okay but my mp3 player died at mile 21 and it was not good from there.  Stuff hurt and I was completely out of energy...I made it though over 40 minutes faster than last year and right under 5 hours!  WOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about blisters, they were gnarly!!  I could barely walk.  I had to finally pop them to relieve the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the marathon, I kept walking for the next few days and I feel okay now.  My legs actually feel okay.  Taught spinning this evening and felt fine.  I will not run for the rest of the month and start training for IM Canada.  I hope to ride like crazy though.  I will start swimming slowly next week and back to the weights.  I hope it will help me lose some fat...I saw my pictures and wanted to puke! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, if and only if it is above 35, I am headed for a ride with Pat.  I have missed our Thursday rides so I hope we can go.  Next Thursday is my GRE test so only a late ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of GRE, I have to study like crazy for a week.  I can't even remember covering this stuff in College Algebra.  AAAAHHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-4340179640103084090?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/4340179640103084090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=4340179640103084090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4340179640103084090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4340179640103084090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-grind.html' title='Back to the grind'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-4157768323414933959</id><published>2009-01-10T21:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:49:11.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>13.1 down and 26.2 to go...</title><content type='html'>Today was the Disney Half.  I was not sure what to expect because I was so not ready so I was honestly prepared for it to suck!  The race starts at 5:50 am and you have to be on the bus before 4 am...I did not know this until this morning when I went to catch the bus and a lady in the hall told me so...luckily, there was a bus waiting outside and off we went.  At Disney, you have to walk quite a ways to the start point (so much so they should add it to the race!).  So, I ran the first mile in under 11 minutes and thought it would slow down from there.  At the expo, I bought some ITB straps in hope that my ITB would be okay.  It was until mile 4 when I had the first twinge of pain!  This is a huge improvement - usually I feel in the first mile.  It was fine until mile 7 or 8 when it came a little harder.  I got through this and kept up under 11 minute miles (expect when I had to go to the bathroom)!  I got to the 10 mile mark and I was a few minutes behind the pace I had set in my mind.  Luckily, I felt pretty good and finished the race strong (fastest mile of the whole race)!  It was fun to run through Disney and see the characters and run through Cinderella's castle!  Now, I think maybe I finished too strong and will pay for it tomorrow.  Today, I kept walking and we went to MGM Hollywood Studios.  I did have to bail early because I was pooped!  After a nap and dinner, I hope I am ready for tomorrow.  26.2 to go, hope it goes as well as today!  My ITB hurts now but the straps really do help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I had trained harder and stronger because I think I can run faster than I do...woulda, shoulda, coulda...all I can do is do my best now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a comment on my blog from a friend I admire because he can convince people that they can do anything they want!  It was very inspiring to me!  I hope he is right and this might be the year of Jen the Bicycle Bad A**!  However, after talking with my mom in-law at dinner, I have to remember why I do this stuff...because I like.  Sometimes I just want to ride my bike and chat with people, enjoy the scenery, and have fun - oh, and breathe!  Yes, I want to go faster but that is not the reason I ride my bike, run, or swim or anything like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another inspiring thing, my in-laws, husband and I walked the 5K on Friday.  It was so fun! My in-laws had been working very hard but got really really sick over the holidays and did not think they would be able to do it.  Well...they did and they did awesome!  In just over 50 minutes, my mom in-law and I walked like crazy people through Animal Kingdom and she did not breathe heavy even though she was not 100%!  Matt and his Dad followed very shortly and it was so awesome!  FUN!  Then we went back to Animal Kingdom for the day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow run...relax...Monday and Tuesday - Epcot and Magic Kingdom and Wednesday-go home and teach spinning.  Hopefully, I can lose some weight once I get home and feel better about myself.  Right now...I feel like a WHALE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get to bed 3:35 am comes awfully fast!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-4157768323414933959?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/4157768323414933959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=4157768323414933959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4157768323414933959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4157768323414933959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/01/131-down-and-262-to-go.html' title='13.1 down and 26.2 to go...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-5330751989663743728</id><published>2009-01-05T21:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:10:36.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year's and Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year's!!!!!  Hope your 2009 is mighty fine!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my 35th birthday...every day is a day closer to 40.  I feel great though.  Today was fabulous.  Work is closing on Monday until March so I was off.  After a short massage and chiropractic appointment, I had a short run.  This afternoon, I had a great ride with my friend, Ginger.  It was great to be outside even though it was only 32 miles.  It was nice to chat and be outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is Goofy's Challenge...so not ready...my ITB hurts but I know I can get through it.  We are also walking the 5K with my Doodle's in-laws on Friday.  We will see how it all goes...Then a few days off and then back in the saddle.  I just signed up for a Half Ironman and Sprint in one weekend in May so I guess that means I need to start swimming.  On January 19, I will be back in the pool.  I also need to get back in the weight room.  I do not want to commit to that until I get back from Disney. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here are my 2009 Resolutions and Goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2009 Goals&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PR at Ironman and marathon distance (separately).&lt;br /&gt;Ride 10,000 miles (193/week) and run 1,000 miles (20/week)&lt;br /&gt;Get and keep weight between 130-135.&lt;br /&gt;Keep $**** in bank.&lt;br /&gt;Give up sweet tea and all pop except for Ginger Ale, 7-Up, and Sprite.&lt;br /&gt;Get new certification.&lt;br /&gt;Be able to put hands flat on floor with legs straight.&lt;br /&gt;Give $520 to charity.&lt;br /&gt;Read 12 books.&lt;br /&gt;Get 38,000 Spark America Points and 25,000 Spark Points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2009 Resolutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Spend time with Matt.&lt;br /&gt;Eat healthier and eat more whole or organic foods.&lt;br /&gt;Just be nice, be a better friend, and keep my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;Try not to be envious and get past the small stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Be neater and more organized.&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful for what you have.&lt;br /&gt;Do what you like, like what you do and believe in myself.&lt;br /&gt;Throw out what I do not need and do not spend money if you do not need to.&lt;br /&gt;Try to do your part to save the environment.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to do something, do it and do not just talk about it!  Only you can make the changes that you want to see in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions are great!  Do your best to keep them but if the situation changes, it is okay to change the goals or resolutions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to teaching tomorrow, four spin classes in one day...it will be interesting.  I am glad to get back to school!  Hope my students are great!  They are usually very varied in background and are pretty fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-5330751989663743728?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/5330751989663743728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=5330751989663743728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5330751989663743728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5330751989663743728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-years-and-happy-birthday.html' title='Happy New Year&apos;s and Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-9128608206204868849</id><published>2008-12-28T22:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:32:12.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays are my favorite day and not my favorite day...</title><content type='html'>Sundays are the day of my favorite ride.  It always has been favorite day because it is more laid back...until about 8 pm or so then it becomes my least favorite day because I have to go to work and go back to normal life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I rode from home to our Sunday ride.  It was a little windy.  Our first 10 or so miles was slow as we had new riders with us.  It is fun to have new riders because it reminds us of where we came from.  We were all there once and it is nice to be able to pay it forward.  After the new riders split from the group, we had the wind at our backs...of course, then the speed flew up...I fell off the back at 27 mph.  Then we turned back into the wind.  It was a beautiful day with great folks including my great friends, Ginger and Leo!  After a few more miles, I decided to take a shorter way as I still had to ride home.  My friend, Quincy, rode back with me and we had a pleasant ride back and I got home just in time for cleaning and resting and lunch.  It was so nice...until I read my bank statement online...there was a strange charge for an bowling alley in Mississippi.  Luckily, after calling the bowling alley and the bank, they cancelled my credit card. It really bummed me out!  People who can figure out how to get credit cards and do online fraud are actually smart and it is a shame that is how they choose to live their lives...ripping other people off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, we are headed to Connecticut to spend New Year's Eve in NYC.  So exciting!  Can't wait to ring in the New Year and lots of new goals and dreams!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great Christmas and will have an even better New Year!  2009 is going to be mighty fine!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-9128608206204868849?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/9128608206204868849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=9128608206204868849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/9128608206204868849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/9128608206204868849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/12/sundays-are-my-favorite-day-and-not-my.html' title='Sundays are my favorite day and not my favorite day...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-8396063576631923919</id><published>2008-12-21T08:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T08:28:16.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT Band?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was going to run 16 miles but my life is crazy so I broke it up over 24 hours (I know - not the best plan).  So, I ran 6 miles yesterday morning, 3 miles last night, and 7 miles this morning.  About 2 miles into my run this morning, my left knee (on the side) started screaming in pain.  Pretty sure it is the IT band and I will need to stretch it well.  YUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I also rode with the club and it was quite pleasant.  We rode almost 35 miles and everyone seemed in great spirits.  I hoped to ride today but Mother Nature said no.  I plan to lift later. Depending on the day, maybe I could get in a short mountain bike ride.  So much still to do today - finish cleaning house, lift weights, clean out my Jeep, and go to another grocery store because our regular store did not have cheese - how can a grocery store not have cheese?????  It is just crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays make me feel like I weigh 700 pounds...Why do we eat so much crap?   Besides being yummy!  I have got to do something because I feel gross!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are coming today for a few days before heading to my sister's house for Christmas.  It should be fun!  They are quite delightful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week's Plan&lt;br /&gt;Monday-run, lift&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-run&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-run, lift (maybe ride)&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-ride, I hope and maybe run&lt;br /&gt;Friday-run and lift&lt;br /&gt;Satuday-ride&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a few more days and some friends and I are going to NYC for New Year's Eve!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-8396063576631923919?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/8396063576631923919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=8396063576631923919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8396063576631923919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8396063576631923919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-band.html' title='IT Band?'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-6428400985776060962</id><published>2008-12-19T11:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:32:19.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holidays...</title><content type='html'>Did I mention I am not a big fan of the holidays?  Especially when it is 70 degrees outside and HUMID!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran this morning and it was hot.  I did not want to run but I did and I felt better.  Plan to lift weights tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed in myself because no P90X for two weeks.  I knew going on vacation would throw me off...I think I will lift weights again because I really miss the gym.  I think I may start P90X again after I get home from Goofy's Challenge.  However, I plan to incorporate some of the things from P90X into my weight workout.  Hey, I won the pull up contest at work so it must be doing some good somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rode 65 miles yesterday with Pat and Justin.  Fun!   We had a good ride despite the rain and fog.  Pat and I bought our lottery tickets and won $20 bucks.  We also won $40 on Sunday.  We always split...maybe we will hit it big some day!  I sure missed riding with Pat on Thursdays and hope we can get back into the regular routine.  However, I made the mistake of leaving my wet bike shoes in my Jeep after the ride and forgetting about them...my Jeep was sure stinky when I got in it this morning! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest of the week plan...&lt;br /&gt;Today-lift weights&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-run and ride&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-run if weather permits, weights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-6428400985776060962?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/6428400985776060962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=6428400985776060962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6428400985776060962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6428400985776060962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidays.html' title='The Holidays...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-4849009651788579406</id><published>2008-12-10T19:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:11:23.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Vegas Marathon…</title><content type='html'>Las Vegas Marathon…&lt;br /&gt;We finished. There were some times I was sort of doubtful.  At mile 5, we renewed our vows and that took 32 minutes off our time.  The first five miles was fine and we were moving out.  It was awesome as we were right up front as all the couples who were getting married or renewing their vows.  As we ran down the strip, there were tons of fireworks and the first five miles whizzed by.  After the ceremony, we ran fine for awhile until about mile 8-9 and then my belly and my nutrition were not happy at all.  From miles 8 or 9 to about 15, Matt had to help me get through.  My belly and head were not happy.  Luckily, Matt was there to help.  At about mile 17, I was desperate for gel and thank goodness I overpacked because the marathon did not have gel at their appointed spots.  Mile 19 – Matt handed me his last gel, thank goodness.  Matt’s knee started to really hurt and then I got to return the favor of his earlier support.  We ran through the last few miles but there were sooooooooooooooo long.  The last mile in particular was so long and it was never ending.  My feet hurt so bad I thought they were going to fall off.  Finally, Matt got me through the last few meters because I hurt so bad.  My feet hurt.  We finished and we were both very very thankful.  We walked slowly back to our hotel and managed to get in the shower and hope to get some yummy food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pluses for Las Vegas Marathon&lt;br /&gt;-Lots of bathrooms with plenty of toilet paper and hand sanitizer and very few lines.&lt;br /&gt;-Lots of Elvi…&lt;br /&gt;-Water stops right at mile markers, plenty of water and Gatorade&lt;br /&gt;-Lots of food and goodies at the end of the race&lt;br /&gt;-Mostly flat course that one could easily PR at.&lt;br /&gt;-Good expo&lt;br /&gt;-Perfect weather&lt;br /&gt;-Can renew vows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minuses&lt;br /&gt;-No gel where promised&lt;br /&gt;-Two long stretches that sort of were a mind thing&lt;br /&gt;-Scwhag was sort of sad&lt;br /&gt;-T-shirt was really disappointing, this is Las Vegas after all.  I expected something a little flashier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year Las Vegas will be a Rock and Roll event and that might be even better. &lt;br /&gt; The most important thing is that we did it together and helped each other along the way.  Plus we got to renew our vows and that was fun with lots of Elvi as witnesses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-4849009651788579406?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/4849009651788579406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=4849009651788579406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4849009651788579406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/4849009651788579406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/12/las-vegas-marathon.html' title='Las Vegas Marathon…'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-7432637507368054240</id><published>2008-11-27T08:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:41:10.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Big Fat Turkey Day!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Big Fat Turkey Day!!! &lt;br /&gt;Today, I am thankful for all of my friends, family, and the ability to do stuff some people cannot.  I am thankful for each and every person that reads my blog, too!  You have no idea how much it means to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-7432637507368054240?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/7432637507368054240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=7432637507368054240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7432637507368054240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7432637507368054240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-big-fat-turkey-day.html' title='Happy Big Fat Turkey Day!!!'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-1552249643040752729</id><published>2008-11-14T09:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:51:05.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog got a bit neglected...</title><content type='html'>Blog got a bit neglected...Busy days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read this from SparkPoints:&lt;br /&gt;"I believe that anyone can conquer fear by doing the things he fears to do, provided he keeps doing them until he gets a record of successful experiences behind him."- Eleanor Roosevelt, human rights advocate&lt;br /&gt;Conquering your fears through action&lt;br /&gt;Life brings with it many doubts and fears. But the unknown and the untried have held more people back than any lack of ability. Most successes are never seen because they're never attempted. The courage to face your fears can build momentum that creates magic. Each time you overcome an obstacle, a fear or a step back, you gain confidence. Every small victory helps you feel more certain of yourself and your direction, pushing you further and faster than you ever thought possible. You can do it! What's holding you back? True, fears are intimidating. So start small. Believe in yourself and take one small swipe at your fear today just to see what happens. If you can't talk yourself past the "point of no return", get a friend to help. In the end, half of the doing is in the deciding. If you stumble, don't be afraid to brush yourself off and jump back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually what holds me back is me.  I get afraid and it is so easy to become complacent and stay where I am.  Obviously, that gets us no where fast.  Lately, I have made a couple of small swipes at staring fear in the face.  The first one has to do with running.  Let's face it...my motivation sucks.  Thankfully I have been able to ask my spouse and Ginger to help me and getting back to running. Even though I keep falling, I keep getting up and getting back to it.  Even though I need help, it doesn't mean I failed.  Today, Doodle and I ran a hilly, rainy, muddy 10K.  We were slipping and sliding and covered in mud.  Honestly, I wanted to quit.  Somehow I was able, with his help, to push past that and finish with a smile on my face.  This brought in another fear because I am afraid to ask for help because I think it would be weak or put another person out.  However, my friend, Alexa, told me once that people want to help you and it makes them feel good so it is helping everyone.  It is still hard!  Thanks to Doodle and Ginger!  You both ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing is applying to graduate school.  Honestly, I really do not think I am that smart and am petrified that the school will not let me in.  I am scared I will not get a high enough score on the GRE.  However, I just keep pressing on and filling out the application and reading a book on the GRE.  Am I still scared?  Absolutely.  But I cannot stay in the same position and expect miraculous changes.  The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and over again and expecting different results.  Even if I fail, it is better than going crazy.  SO, I challenge you today to face something you are afraid of...even if it is a little bug.  You will get more confidence and be on your way to bigger and better things.  We can all do it!  If you need help, ask! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-ride if not raining, run if raining, P90X&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-ride, P90X, run if raining Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS...my big fat cat, Atticus, is just fine.  He had an echocardiogram and the results (Which just got back yesterday) said his heart was just fine.  He has a fancy new haircut.  Who knows why he has an irregular heartbeat?  The vet doesn't! It doesn't matter as long as he is okay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-1552249643040752729?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/1552249643040752729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=1552249643040752729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1552249643040752729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1552249643040752729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-got-bit-neglected.html' title='Blog got a bit neglected...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-5119707192306864847</id><published>2008-11-04T22:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:06:22.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Election Day</title><content type='html'>Today is Election Day!  No matter who you voted for - thanks for doing your civic duty!  My husband and I have very different views but we work it out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week so far...yesterday, taught one spin class&lt;br /&gt;Today-2 P90X workouts (Shoulders and Arms and Plyometrics), taught 2 spin classes&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow-run, P90X( chest and back) teach one spin class&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-run, teach 2 spin classes, hopefully bike, P90X (yoga)&lt;br /&gt;Friday-run, 2 P90X workouts (legs and back, Kenpo X)&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-ECU Game and run&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-Special Olympics (hopefully run)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I ran 12 miles with Ginger.  It was so great!!!  Ginger is very fun and positive!  I was so thankful to have someone to run long with!  The average was less than 11 minute miles.  Need to run more but every step is a step in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P90X is great.  I feel like my arms are getting more tone but my legs - not so much.  In 3 weeks, I have gone from 2 pull ups to 6 pull ups.  A step in the right direction!!!  I feel thinner although the scale only says 1 pound!  My eating has been somewhat better!  P90X is not for wimps though!!  Only one more week of the first section and then move onto another section. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raining today so no bike ride.  Last week I rode my mountain bike twice and I loved it.  It was not for a long time but it was fun and I worked hard.  I need to get back to riding more.  Dang time change - it really messes  up my bicycle riding.  That and work really mess up my schedule!  Gotta work though to feed my cycling habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will check in at the end of the week and see how my actual workouts match my plan.  Maybe that will help if I know I have to check in with y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-5119707192306864847?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/5119707192306864847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=5119707192306864847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5119707192306864847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5119707192306864847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-day.html' title='Election Day'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-208441019001114945</id><published>2008-10-27T22:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:37:46.977-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Flying Soccer Balls!</title><content type='html'>This weekend was fun.  My Doodle came home from his vacation and we met in Va. Beach.  It was a nice little getaway. We got to see our oldest nephew, Lucas, play in a soccer game.  Well, wouldn't you know it...I was busy trying to text the Doodler on my sister's phone and WHAM...a wild flying soccer ball cold clocks me in the side of the head.  First of all, I had no idea it was coming so it scared me to death and two...it hurt like heck!  After the initial shock, I was just fine but demanded for someone to buy me a cocktail.  What I got was a well needed ice pack that worked wonders.  The poor goalie just felt terrible and came over and apologized.  Bless his heart!  Of course, my nephew said that he had never seen the goalie hit a ball quite that hard.  Again...back to the Irish luck.  It was nice to see my sister and her whole famdamily! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I did P90X and drove...Sunday, Doodle and I ran for almost 6 miles.  Today, rest day and back to it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-P90x, run, teach 2 spin classes, bike&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-P90x, run, teach 2 spin classes&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-P90x, run, teach 3 spin classes, bike&lt;br /&gt;Friday-P90x, run, teach 1 spin class&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-P90x, bike&lt;br /&gt;Sunday--P90x, bike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-208441019001114945?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/208441019001114945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=208441019001114945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/208441019001114945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/208441019001114945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/10/holy-flying-soccer-balls.html' title='Holy Flying Soccer Balls!'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-9015369692369824135</id><published>2008-10-24T21:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:37:57.898-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day of P90X</title><content type='html'>Today was legs and back day for P90X.  Who knew that your legs could hurt just using your own body weight?  Well...they can.  I did a few more pull ups than earlier this week.  Oh, and the ab workout is NO JOKE!  I really think P90X has HUGE potential!  The workouts go by fast and you can make modifications if needed.  It is only about an hour a day and I waste that watching trash TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today, I taught spinning, ran for 40 minutes and did yoga at the gym with Ginger.  More sweating in yoga.  My shoulders are sore and I had to take motrin to get through the day.  I hope it is just from being sore from P90X and not another shoulder injury. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be an adventure (more details later) and I hope to get an hour run in and do my P90X workout.  I missed one P90X workout this week and I hope to get it in tomorrow too.  I would like to take Sunday off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since starting this P90X thing this week, I have really tried to eat better.  However, I did eat a snack size Kit Kat Halloween bar today.  I love Halloween but I hate all the candy everywhere!!!!  Well, I really love the candy and that is the problem!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-9015369692369824135?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/9015369692369824135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=9015369692369824135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/9015369692369824135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/9015369692369824135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-day-of-p90x.html' title='Another day of P90X'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-965884646537478918</id><published>2008-10-23T20:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:59:53.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Delightful Thursday</title><content type='html'>Today started off a little off.  I had planned to get up at 6 am and run but I overslept and went on to school and ran at the track.  I did Tuesday's workout today, which was 5x1 mile repeats...it went well.  Here are the splits...&lt;br /&gt;WU 1 mile 9:52-1.01 mile&lt;br /&gt;#1-mile repeat-8:39-1.05 mile&lt;br /&gt;1 lap recovery-3:07-.26 mile&lt;br /&gt;#2-mile repeat-9:41-1.02 mile&lt;br /&gt;1 lap recovery-2:56-.26 mile&lt;br /&gt;#3-mile repeat-9:23-1.02 mile&lt;br /&gt;1 lap recovery-2:42-.25 mile&lt;br /&gt;#4-mile repeat-8:59-1.03 mile&lt;br /&gt;1 lap recovery-3:11-.27 mile&lt;br /&gt;#5-mile repeat-9:05-1.02 mile&lt;br /&gt;3 laps cooldown-9:21-.83 mile&lt;br /&gt;Total 8.02 in 1:17:02  Maybe that is slow for some of y'all but it is great for me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after teaching 2 great spin classes, I headed home and rode my mountain bike in the woods!  It was great fun.  Now, mountain biking for me is on some wide and single track trails which is not very technical.  It was so fun.  I have decided to try to ride the mountain bike at least 4 times a month.  The past two years, I have ridden with my friend, Jimmy, at CNC and he flies uphill!  You know how...he is a great mountain biker.  Finally, I have decided to follow his lead and hope that mountain biking will help with bike handling and climbing in the future.  Plus it is very fun to me.  Since I was alone, I got to go at my pace with no pressure of going faster.  Now, I am a novice mountain biker...I do not clip in, I have no computer on my bike, and I just ride because I love being in the woods and doing something a little different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, I did an hour and a half of P90X yoga.  It was tough but it felt pretty good after a busy day.  How one person can sweat so much doing yoga is beyond me!!!  I can feel that I am getting a little better at yoga!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow-teach spinning, P90X, run, and yoga with Ginger...another yoga class where I sweat but I have a great new red yoga mat to keep my feet from sliding all over the place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on my big fat cat...Atticus needs an echocardiogram for further testing.  He will have that done next Thursday.  He is acting just fine!  He still takes up half my pillow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-965884646537478918?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/965884646537478918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=965884646537478918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/965884646537478918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/965884646537478918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/10/delightful-thursday.html' title='Delightful Thursday'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-7189456329507001230</id><published>2008-10-21T19:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:47:31.624-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of P90X</title><content type='html'>Today was my first workout with P90X.  I think I did it out of order but I did arms and shoulders and it was no joke!  It went quickly though and was actually fun.  I will have before pics and measurements soon.  Hope this works cause I want to be in so cute shape for IM Canada and bathing suit season next year.  I know it is a long time away but I need to start now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I missed my run but taught 2 spin classes and had a great 19 mile ride.  It was so great.  I rode alone as our regular group is not riding because it is getting dark too early.  Luckily, I get off early on Tuesdays and Thursdays so I can get a ride in before dark.  I am so excited I felt good on the hills.  I am hoping to really work hard to get better on the hills over the winter...I see some single speed in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, adding to my regular Irish luck (okay, Doodle is Irish so that makes me Irish by marriage), my fence was falling down and my ceiling fan was snap, crackling, and popping last week so I asked my friend, Handsome Hal, to come help me.  Sunday, Hal pops over and helps me fix these two things.  As we are just finishing putting up the post by pouring 80 pounds of concrete in the hole, my neighbor comes out and asks if I realize it is their fence.  No, I did not because the ugly part was facing us, which is indicative of it being our fence.  Hal says to the man that the pole is not moving!  Of course, he says they were thinking of putting up a new fence...wouldn't ya know it?  That pole is not moving!!!!  Oh well...also when pulling up a rock there are some pesky little termites in my vegetable garden. Always something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I have a run, will ride with some wounded soldiers (if I get done with my eye appointment on time), teach spinning, and do another P90X workout.  I feel buffer already...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-7189456329507001230?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/7189456329507001230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=7189456329507001230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7189456329507001230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7189456329507001230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-day-of-p90x.html' title='First Day of P90X'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-5210999790026269006</id><published>2008-10-19T21:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:06:36.811-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>Today, I rode 45 miles on the regular Sunday ride.  The pace was moderate but it was a good ride.  Yesterday, I was off but cleaned my house like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's plan...&lt;br /&gt;Monday-55 minute run, weights, teach 1 spin class&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-5x1 mile repeats, teach 2 spin classes, ride&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-40 minute run, weights, teach spin class&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-teach 2 spin classes, ride&lt;br /&gt;Friday-1 hour run, weights, teach 1 spin class&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-ride&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-not sure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-5210999790026269006?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/5210999790026269006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=5210999790026269006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5210999790026269006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5210999790026269006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-5579255042811166711</id><published>2008-10-16T21:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:04:31.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Atticus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SPfynPhRzqI/AAAAAAAAACk/GEelOspLpOc/s1600-h/DSCI0147+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257937845973274274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SPfynPhRzqI/AAAAAAAAACk/GEelOspLpOc/s320/DSCI0147+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My constant companion for 13 years has been one big fat black cat, Atticus Finch. He is quite the mellow fat cat who just wants to be petted and fed. He is in fact a very big cat but quite the gentleman. Today, (of course when my Doodlebug is not home) I took him to the vet for something else and the vet found an irregular heartbeat and was quite worried. She kept him overnight and it makes me very worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I ran 12 miles although in an unusual way...&lt;br /&gt;6 am 2 miles outside&lt;br /&gt;7 am 4.6 miles on treadmill&lt;br /&gt;9 am 3.7 on track and around school&lt;br /&gt;12 pm 1.9 miles on track&lt;br /&gt;Can't quite find the focus I used to have and that is frustrating. Maybe I could find a running partner for the long run...maybe sweet Ginger? Maybe when Doodle comes home we can run together and it would motivate me more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also taught spinning twice and planned to ride for an hour but at the vet too long. There will be another day. Tomorrow's plan - teach spin class, run 1 hour, yoga and lift weights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-5579255042811166711?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/5579255042811166711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=5579255042811166711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5579255042811166711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5579255042811166711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/10/atticus.html' title='Atticus'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SPfynPhRzqI/AAAAAAAAACk/GEelOspLpOc/s72-c/DSCI0147+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-7713345920619774381</id><published>2008-10-12T09:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T09:42:57.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crappy workouts</title><content type='html'>Just came in from a majorly shortened bike ride because it sucked.  My heart rate zoomed up, I was out of breath, sweating like a hog and I was just miserable so I cut it short.  This ride was not any faster than I have been riding.  I just felt like crap.  Yesterday, my run sucked too.  Again, not any faster than normal.  I do not know if I am getting a cold or something, or my iron is down or I am just tired.  Whatever it is...it really annoys me.   What to do...I am supposed to run 10 miles today...I hope I can do it in 2 different sessions and feel better than I have today and yesterday.  This is really frustrating...add to that I feel like I just keep repeating the same day over and over and over again.  Got to get back into the swing of things.  I hope starting the P90x this week will help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-7713345920619774381?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/7713345920619774381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=7713345920619774381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7713345920619774381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7713345920619774381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/10/crappy-workouts.html' title='Crappy workouts'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-1198810919308885878</id><published>2008-10-10T07:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T07:15:29.768-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This week so far!!!!</title><content type='html'>Monday-tried to run but could not stand the treadmill, taught spinning, lifted weights, yoga&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-taught 2 spin classes&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-taught 2 spin classes, ran 4.5 miles, yoga, weights&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-ran 3.89 miles, rode 60 miles&lt;br /&gt;Friday-yoga&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-1 hour run and ride, weights&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-long run and maybe short afternoon ride (or not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the week, I did not want to be back from CNC.  It was so fun and I had little to worry about!  Finally, I think I have started to get back to normal.  I am thinking of starting the program P90X to try to lose some weight and get some muscle back.  The few weeks off weights and not working out has not done well for me.  Plus I get bored over time!  I am going to read the stuff this weekend and take my before pictures.  Watch out world, here I come!!!!  Really watch out size 6 jeans...here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was off from school and Pat and I had a nice long ride on a new route.  Unfortunately, I do not think I ate enough and BONKED...YUCK!  Either that or I am just plain tired.  Today, I decided to hang out and do yoga with Ginger, go to work, then go to Special Olympics practice!  I might change my mind before then.  I know I need a a day off though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news though...I got to put up my Halloween Decorations!  I love Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-1198810919308885878?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/1198810919308885878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=1198810919308885878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1198810919308885878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/1198810919308885878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-week-so-far.html' title='This week so far!!!!'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-3672496063979912949</id><published>2008-10-05T11:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T11:12:45.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CNC short post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SOjZQy0oS0I/AAAAAAAAACc/ltCEsvXmh28/s1600-h/DSCN0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253687847871335234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SOjZQy0oS0I/AAAAAAAAACc/ltCEsvXmh28/s320/DSCN0276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finished Cycle North Carolina yesterday...after 496 miles across North Carolina, I have lots to be thankful for and think about. I met some wonderful friends and got to see another friend! Now back to reality and lots to do before I write in detail about CNC! Here is a picture of the best group at CNC!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-3672496063979912949?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/3672496063979912949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=3672496063979912949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3672496063979912949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3672496063979912949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/10/cnc-short-post.html' title='CNC short post'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SOjZQy0oS0I/AAAAAAAAACc/ltCEsvXmh28/s72-c/DSCN0276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-2315049247808341404</id><published>2008-09-24T06:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T06:48:04.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grumpy...and Special Olympics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SNoaVuWzrLI/AAAAAAAAACU/W2H0-AgpYM8/s1600-h/DSCN0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249537276177001650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SNoaVuWzrLI/AAAAAAAAACU/W2H0-AgpYM8/s320/DSCN0252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, we went to the Special Olympics qualifer. We (Leo, Bob, Tom, Nicole, Andrew and myself) coach 10 athletes in cycling and the athletes must go to a qualifer in order to participate in the State Special Olympics held in November. Our first group of athletes rode 500 meters and they did great. Our next set of athletes had to ride 5 kilometers. The event was held on the inner track of a race track and had two really sharp turns. Alex, Anson and Michael all crashed in this turn. They each hit hard and it looked just terrible. Anson and Michael got right back on their bikes. Alex, who rode last year, took a little coaxing on but they each got back on and finished. It was so scary. However, we were all so proud that each of them finished the qualifer. This is a very rewarding experience because the athletes do not really care who wins or loses. They just ride for the fun of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I think most of us lose why we started riding and ride to see who is the fastest, strongest, or best climber. Not only do we ride to see who is the best but then we criticize those who are not as fast as others.  I have lost that for sure because I am so worried about being slow and weak that I sometimes do not enjoy the ride at all. Luckily, next week I will be riding across North Carolina and can take as much time as I need because I will be on my schedule. No stress of trying to keep up or feeling weak because I cannot keep up and getting mad at myself because of it. No, next week is just about riding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I woke up in a bad mood. Have you ever done that? I do not want to run, lift weights, ride my bike or teach spinning. This, my friends, is called Burn Out. Of course to add to this I feel like I weigh 1,000,000 pounds (no comments please). This has led me to the conclusion that I am suffering from a temporary form on insanity, otherwise known as PMS. I should be okay in a few days. I feel sorry for the people who run across my path today and are not very nice. I should wear a warning label today...do not irritate, could potentially explode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-2315049247808341404?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/2315049247808341404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=2315049247808341404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2315049247808341404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2315049247808341404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/09/grumpyand-special-olympics.html' title='Grumpy...and Special Olympics'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SNoaVuWzrLI/AAAAAAAAACU/W2H0-AgpYM8/s72-c/DSCN0252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-452878702707442980</id><published>2008-09-21T19:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:41:39.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven't always been a smarty pants...</title><content type='html'>Just finished reading some random blog and it was just hysterical. It talked about fat clothes, directions on microwaving pop tarts and other random things. It occurred to me that 15 years ago (I know I do not even look that old-it is just amazing!), I would not have thought this was at all funny. Then I met and married my Doodle Bug almost 12 years ago (again, how did I even get a marriage license because I looked like just a teen fresh out of junior high?)...bless his heart, he is the king of smarta--. He is just hysterical and keeps me on my toes. As a result, I have developed this knack as sort of a defense mechanism. Thankfully, my peeps understand this about me and still love me anyway. I used to be a naive and nice person who tried never to say anything to offend people but now it is all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, I have taken to having a cocktail almost every night. It is one of the highlights of my day to be sitting on my couch at the end of a busy day, staring at my messy house and having no desire to clean and hope Doodle calls me on the way home so I can furiously clean it (hey, I can always use a different kind of workout for cross training) and having a nice glass of wine or a Mike's Hard Lemonade (they have various flavors and I highly recommend them all). Now, the past two times I have gone to buy beverages, they have not carded me. What happened? Do I finally look like a grown up? I was really trying to avoid this. This might mean that people think I actually am responsible. I have been trying really hard to keep this a secret because then they expect me to do responsible stuff. What fun is that? Dang it!!!! I was trying for a much different look. What to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of being responsible...at my annual lube and oil change, my doc told me that I thought I should think about having a child before too long. SERIOUSLY! Has he met me? What on earth was he thinking? Does the military have a cap on BC now...after so many years they boot you off? (Gosh, I sure hope not because there are some folks who really need it or they would have a small army.) This would mean I really have to be responsible. Hello, I am not even a good pet parent. I leave my cat for a week and have even forgot to feed him. I do not think a child would stand for this. People say this changes when you have a child. This may be true but I seriously have my doubts. At work, they do not even let me have sharp objects...now, you want to give me a precious, fragile human being...seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read the warnings on different appliances? They say things like do not place the hair dryer in the water when you are in the bathtub. You know someone did this and that is why they had to put the warning on the label. On a Starbucks cup, it says WARNING, beverage is hot. Well, it better be because that is what I paid for...what good is cold hot chocolate? Hello, hot is in the name. It darn well better be hot because Starbucks is not cheap. You know that some old lady poured hot coffee all over herself at McDonald's and sued the heck out of them and now they have to pay extra to print this on all their hot cups...what is next? Warning, this cup of coffee has caffeine, it might wake you the heck up. Is that not why people drink it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-452878702707442980?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/452878702707442980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=452878702707442980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/452878702707442980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/452878702707442980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/09/havent-always-been-smarty-pants.html' title='Haven&apos;t always been a smarty pants...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-6016582569152231544</id><published>2008-09-20T20:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T20:46:42.467-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday's post...blog was doing funky stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SNWZaG5eytI/AAAAAAAAACM/AsIYOf-8OnE/s1600-h/moonsaddle_newseatweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248269614577535698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SNWZaG5eytI/AAAAAAAAACM/AsIYOf-8OnE/s320/moonsaddle_newseatweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Moon Saddle...their catch phrase is redefining the bicycle saddle...you have no idea. This is quite the understatement of the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have a thing for saddles. I cannot find one I just love. It either has too much pressure on the bone or the tissue between my thigh and nether regions. Either way, I have been through more saddles than a small bicycle shop. I could have my own saddle library. Okay, Hal could house my own saddle library underneath his bench. When Marvelous Marvin suggested the Moon Saddle, which has no nose, I ordered it! So, today was the initial ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Ironman, I have not ridden my tri bike except to try the Moon Saddle in the parking lot. I hopped on today and headed out. Before I even got out of my neighborhood, I was off the bike twice to make adjustments. I felt okay and had nooooooo pressure on my happy parts. However, I feel like too close to my saddle and lots of pressure on the handlebars. It is quite uncomfortable. Things that are normally easy - say like drinking were hard. I was very wobbly on a bike I am pretty comfortable on. Honestly, I was ready to bail because I was just miserable but I could hear Hal saying I dissed him. I tried to call Leo but no answer. DANG IT! So, I get off and adjust a few more times and even turn the saddle completely around. BAD IDEA. This was way worse because you cannot get a full pedal stroke this way. So, it took me almost twice as long to meet up with my peeps. Hal was not at all surprised when I told him I hated this saddle. I wanted to ride a little longer but bailed after working almost 2-3 times harder than normal. To add to my pain, the wind was blowing like crazy. Again, I was one of the last people. Oh well, I got this really cool saddle...NOT! Oh well, live and learn. What to do about the saddle? Why can't someone come up with a saddle that is comfy for women? If I could figure that out, I would be rich!!!! But life is so much better working part time at a bike shop and teaching for peanuts! It is much more interesting, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finally got home and decided to shower and then go and get some Mike's Hard Lemonade. I decide to take Doodle's car and of course, it had a low tire so I had to pop over and air it up. But they had a sale on Mike's Hard so the evening is looking up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news for me today...for weeks I have been trying to get Wii Fit. I popped into my favorite store, Target, today for something completely different and lo and behold WII FIT! So exciting! I have not been able to try it yet but I am giddy with anticipation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-6016582569152231544?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/6016582569152231544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=6016582569152231544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6016582569152231544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6016582569152231544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/09/thursdays-postblog-was-doing-funky.html' title='Thursday&apos;s post...blog was doing funky stuff.'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SNWZaG5eytI/AAAAAAAAACM/AsIYOf-8OnE/s72-c/moonsaddle_newseatweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-5024573367117674168</id><published>2008-09-18T03:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T04:06:03.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Run</title><content type='html'>Lately, I have not been running so fast and I get very frustrated!  Yesterday, I got up and ran before spin class.  I started out rather quick but I even got to pick up my pace!  I ended up with a good average and was quite happy about that!  Hopefully, I can keep it up for several reasons including but not limited to:  maybe PR at Las Vegas, lose weight, and run faster at IM Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, a run, teach 2 spin classes and bike ride!  Tomorrow, run and teach 1 spin class. Saturday, we will be going to a Special Olympic Qualifier for our cyclists.  Sunday, a century in Greenville.  Hopefully, I can get back to sleep before beginning the rest of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I got an exciting package from the ever lovely Elizabeth.  A New WETSUIT!  It is so fancy.  I have not been able to try it on but it looks soooooooooo nice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta figure out someway to lose about 10 pounds and keep it off.  I know the answer is to eat right and exercise. Temptation is horrible though and I have a hard time resisting it.   Wish I could figure some way to do that.  I wish it was not so hard to resist yummy things.   Speaking of which, I am from the South and I have never had a Moon Pie.  Yesterday, Mary brought in several snacks to the shop yesterday and some of them were Moon Pies.  I tried a vanilla one and it was different.  Not sure it will be #1 on my list but it wasn't bad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-5024573367117674168?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/5024573367117674168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=5024573367117674168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5024573367117674168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5024573367117674168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-run.html' title='Good Run'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-2261874059727147995</id><published>2008-09-16T04:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T04:59:53.328-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga</title><content type='html'>Friday and yesterday, Ginger and I went to yoga at our gym.  Friday's class was a little challenging.  Monday was a whole different experience.  We get to class and it is packed so we settle in at the back of the class and start to relax.  Well, there are two gentlemen in front of us and as we are in the corpse pose, we hear almost like a growling noise - kind of like a grizzly bear.  At this point, I just think this person is really getting into the breathing.  As class continues, it gets louder and louder.  Imagine a bear with a soft growl every time you inhale and exhale.  If there was a difficult pose, it got louder.  So, next to Grizzly Adams is an older gentlemen who is having a hard time but trying his heart out.  The instructor says something about saying good morning to your hips and he is saying good afternoon.  This banter about the poses goes on for most of the rest of the class.   So between Grizzly Adams and the other gentleman, Ginger and I start giggling and I think for sure we are going to get thrown out of yoga class.  Finally, we finish class...we are happy and well stretched!  Not a bad way to start off a Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I rode to the gym, ran, did yoga, worked, taught spin class and rode home.  I am up early today in anticipation of going to Body Pump but the bed might be calling.  I plan to run, lift, cycle and teach 2 spin classes.  Cycling might not happen because someone is supposed to come and look at something in my house late this afternoon.  I hope they will be on time so I can ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at my spin class, Alex (one of our Special Olympics athletes) came to class.  It was great!  Alex is one of the most polite kids I know.  He always says Yes, Ms. Jen or Yes, Ma'am.  How many kids do that?  He also is becoming a great cyclist.  At practice last week, he had improved 100% from last year.  He is smiling almost all the time and is really a joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I went to officiate a crit in Wake Forest.  My friends, John and Justin, went with me.  If I had a younger brother, it would probably be Lil Justin.  He is a good kid and is a great cyclist. Justin raced twice - once in Juniors and once in Cat 4.  Justin was third in Juniors - the first place guy was second in the pro race!  Justin did great to hang on to the pack in the Cat 4 race until the last lap where they blew it apart.  He came in 13th in a big field.  John and I got to hang out under some huge shade trees and not worry about cleaning our respective houses.  It was great and it is always fun to see Judy and the other officials.  It was a long day...leaving at 5 am and getting home at 8:30 pm.  We had fun though and lots of laughs!  If Justin had only known had to drive a stick then we could have had margaritas!  Dang it!  Can you believe people today do not know how to drive a stick? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan this week...&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow-run and teach 2 spin classes. &lt;br /&gt;Thursday- weights, and ride, teach 2 spin classes&lt;br /&gt;Friday-run, teach 1 spin class and Special Olympics Cycling Classes.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-run, Special Olympics Qualifier, weights&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-ride in Greenville&lt;br /&gt;When is there time for a nap????  Got to schedule these types of things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-2261874059727147995?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/2261874059727147995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=2261874059727147995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2261874059727147995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2261874059727147995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/09/yoga.html' title='Yoga'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-7983909990219563034</id><published>2008-09-13T18:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T18:09:05.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>Rode with the club today...I fizzled out in the middle but made it the rest of the way.  Don't know if I was tired still from Ironman, teaching 7 spin classes this week, lifting weights yesterday, yoga, or I just had a bad day.  Stuff happens, I guess.  Got 51 miles in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will have a day off, sort of.  I will be officiating a crit.  Luckily, my friend, John, is going with me as I wish I could stay home napping, cleaning and working in the yard.  John is way fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, 4 days of running, ride a few days (including to work because gas is crazy!), teaching 8 spin classes, three weight workouts, and hopefully yoga one day or two.  Staying out of the pool for a little longer. Somehow I should be thinner.  Food was pretty good today!  Hopefully, I will continue to do so and lose about 10 to 15 pounds before too long.  Mostly to fit in my cute capris before Doodle comes home.  The other day there was nothing on so I had an infomercial about PX90 on and am tempted to try it.  I feel sick of my weight workout and want to try something new.  Everything I have read thus far was good.  I wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-7983909990219563034?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/7983909990219563034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=7983909990219563034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7983909990219563034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/7983909990219563034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-2416217186052267964</id><published>2008-09-11T20:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:41:24.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Bike Ride After Ironman and random thoughts...</title><content type='html'>So, today, I taught 2 spin classes and went on my first bike ride on the road since Ironman.  It wasn't too bad.  I felt pretty good! YEAH!  Of course, my favorite peeps were there and I was so glad to see them!  Tomorrow, teach one spin class, lift, run and yoga with Ginger at 10 am.  YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, someone told me some exciting news and it really got me to thinking...You see, a little over two years ago I went crazy...okay, not really but it felt like it.  But I think it was God's way of getting me to see things differently.  I actually thought I was quite happy but really my priorities were really screwed up.  For about two years, my life pretty much sucked.  I had a terrible attitude and I was just miserable.  Oh and I made everyone else miserable too.  Sure, I had reasons for this and I could list them but why?  Quickly, starting on November 15, 2005, a series of events sent my life into a downward spiral.    Honestly, I was not sure I could ever get back to normal (whatever normal is).  Slowly, I started to get out of this hole I dug.  It took a long time but I realize that I had my priorities all screwed up.  One main thing was I put a lot of things in front of my husband...finally, I realized that, while on occasion he makes me NUTS,&lt;br /&gt;he is the person who should be first in my life and not all those other people.  He will be here in five years and will the people I put in front of him?  Who knows?  This downward spiral made me realize that I was not really happy.  I also put people in front of my parents and did not appreciate them like I should have.  Hey, they are the ultimate professional Ironfans - how could I do that?  Now, I do get mad at myself for this but there is nothing I can do about it but apologize and try to do better.  Honestly, I have spent a lot of my life angry and comparing myself to others and thinking I was not good enough.  The other day on the way to the therapist (I am not crazy, I am just a little unwell), I thought why am I not happy with my life?  I have a great life.  My Doodle Bug is the person who was meant for me (because no one else would put up with my crap and still love me no matter what).  My parents are the best and they support me no matter what (although sometimes I am sure they think I am crazy...).  The rest of my family is great too even though I am a mess.  I realized that sometimes the people you never think will be there are there no matter what.  I have an extended family(who are not actually related to me) who I love and they always take care of me.  They never leave me even if I ride at 12 mph and they do not complain.  I realized that money is not the best thing because if you are miserable at a job, it costs you waaaaaaaaaaay more then the extra money.    Also, I have gotten to go places I never thought I would and do things I never thought I would.  Plus, I have the best big fat cat in the world who loves me.  Honestly, I realized that God has a path for you and even though you are going through hell, it will be worth it in the end.  All the crappy things you go through are done for a reason and it might be to teach you something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that doesn't mean I do not get disappointed or my expectations are lower.  I have a good friend who has recently disappointed me and although I have tried to think of all the excuses I could to make it better, I am still heart broken.  Doodle tells me all the time my expectations are too high (the therapist, too).  Honestly, I think lowering my expectations is not fair because I think almost all people are good and expecting the best from them will make them want to do their best (including me).  However, it does make for some heart breaks but I will take that because I always want to believe people are good.  Call me naive or crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today think about your priorites and make sure you have them straight.  If you are going through hell, remember God has a plan and it will be worth it.  Also, remember that life is about the journey and the destination.  So enjoy the ride while getting to the destination!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-2416217186052267964?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/2416217186052267964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=2416217186052267964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2416217186052267964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/2416217186052267964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-bike-ride-after-ironman-and.html' title='First Bike Ride After Ironman and random thoughts...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-282742000674344748</id><published>2008-09-08T21:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:39:06.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to training...Las Vegas here we come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SMXTmmdTulI/AAAAAAAAACE/5bv3xry-f9M/s1600-h/DSCN0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243830001254775378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SMXTmmdTulI/AAAAAAAAACE/5bv3xry-f9M/s320/DSCN0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was my first day back to training...a 20 minute run. I sure hope it gets better. It was not great but I know it will get better. I intended to try Body Pump at 5:45 am tomorrow but that is so early so I will go back to lifting tomorrow, running, and cycling. I have to teach 2 spin classes tomorrow. I hope it all goes better than today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only a few more months to Las Vegas...Viva Las Vegas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I went to see my friend, Ginger, at a race. It was very fun. She rocked! She placed 3rd woman overall and she rocked! I got to ride with her while she ran some which was so fun!  She rocked and was very inspiring! I hope I can swim, bike, and run as fast as she can one day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-282742000674344748?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/282742000674344748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=282742000674344748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/282742000674344748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/282742000674344748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-traininglas-vegas-here-we-come.html' title='Back to training...Las Vegas here we come!'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SMXTmmdTulI/AAAAAAAAACE/5bv3xry-f9M/s72-c/DSCN0162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-6234570960648088470</id><published>2008-09-04T21:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:04:41.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest is good...</title><content type='html'>Today is really my fourth day of rest after Ironman.  I did teach 2 spin classes but just spun at very low level.  My legs do not hurt when I go up stairs.  Thank goodness for the chiropractor and massage therapist.  Thankfully, I did lots of yard work today and realized how much I do love yard work.  It is very peaceful although I think too much sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are supposed to get hit by hurricane Hanna tomorrow.  Not sure how that will work out for the ECU game.  AARRGGHH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, I will start running again to get ready for the Las Vegas marathon in December and back to lifting weights.  I hope to ride a lot more.  I hope to really PR at IM Canada.  I think I will do great there but I have to set my mind to it and really work hard!   Until January though, I will just ride and run and maybe swim a little.  I hope to gain a lot of strength and tone up during the winter by lifting three times a week besides two times a week.  I really would like to do some more yoga too.  Somehow, I want to lose 10 pounds too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-6234570960648088470?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/6234570960648088470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=6234570960648088470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6234570960648088470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/6234570960648088470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/09/rest-is-good.html' title='Rest is good...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-3364709416606493255</id><published>2008-09-02T21:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:01:40.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bless his heart...</title><content type='html'>If you are from the South, you know that you can say almost anything to anyone as long as you say bless your heart.  Well, I actually say this a lot and I do not mean it that way.  However... today, on my way home I just about got run off the road by an old man from Florida...bless his heart...he probably can't see that well with his bioficals and was trying to get back to the sunny weather of Florida!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting on Ironman...&lt;br /&gt;Swim-Did not like the individual start at all.  I felt horrible the whole swim and was just miserable because I wasn't having any fun.  I was afraid this would dictate the whole day. On the way out, you swim against the current and since the whole course was not set up during Gatorade swim, it was the first time we actually swam that part of the course.  It seemed like forever until I got to the Ford turn buoy.  Supposedly, when you made the turn the current was going to carry you in and make your swim time faster...right...the current pushed me alright...right into the shore and I feel like I actually swam about 3 miles.  I was so frustrated and all my positive self talk was not helping!!!! I was so thankful to get out of the water.  I was disappointed at my time but I got out...I was happy with my transition time though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike-So, I hop on my bike and cannot get clipped in because there is so much mud and crap in my cleats.  During the first mile, I try to switch into my big chain ring to take advantage of the flats and I dropped my chain.  I could not pedal it back on so I had to get off my bike and put it back on.  Then I couldn't get clipped in again.  Finally on the road, I got in the groove after about 30 miles.  Of course, after that was after the two biggest hills. (Thank goodness for Elizabeth telling me about these). After the out and back and the biggest hills, the wind was in my face and it sucked.  Luckily, we went through LaGrange where there was tons of people including my parents so that helped.  The second loop was much better.  I flew in on the flats and wished I went to Florida where it was flat.  I might have pushed a little too hard on the way in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slower transition from the bike...The run started out slow.  Then I felt better and ran a little faster.  I just tried to keep going from aid station to aid station.  Thank God for volunteers and lots of water, gatorade and pretzels.  I got through it although slow but I ran much better than Arizona.  I did not want to stop at the last aid station but my legs were a little shaky and I knew I needed food.  After a gel, water and a short walk, I ran it in slowly and finished 14:47:37.  It wasn't a PR but it was a good day.  Of course, I always think I could have done better during the day but I did the best I could at the time and that is all I can do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my quads are sore (which is not fun when trying to get to the restroom on a 10 hour road trip) but I have a massage tomorrow and am going to the chiropractor.  A few more days off then back to training for the marathon with Doodle in Las Vegas.  I hope I can lose some weight and get ready for a PR in Las Vegas.  Then get fired up to go to Canada and hope for a PR there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-3364709416606493255?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/3364709416606493255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=3364709416606493255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3364709416606493255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/3364709416606493255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/09/bless-his-heart.html' title='Bless his heart...'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-8329579982980209843</id><published>2008-08-30T07:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T08:19:29.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember when I said no Ironman races in'09?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SLk6DK4eZQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/V81DBBa2Yvg/s1600-h/DSCN0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240283467557528834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SLk6DK4eZQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/V81DBBa2Yvg/s320/DSCN0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, remember when I said I wasn’t doing an Ironman next year? Well, I signed up for Ironman Canada today. On Friday, I heard Ginger tell a customer that I had done all of the North American Ironman races except for Canada and Hawaii. The day before I received an email from NAS saying there were a limited number of entries opening at 9 am today. Well, after I sat in the hotel lobby refreshing the page, I got in. After I sent it in, I started to freak out that I did it. WOW! I have never been to Canada and I might as well go. Since it was quite quick, I did not get to ask Doodle so I hope he doesn’t freak out. He has been to Canada several times and encouraged me to go with Elizabeth to sign up a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the present…Yesterday, I made the drive to Louisville, Kentucky. It was raining from North Carolina almost to Kentucky. Through the mountains in West Virginia the fog was so thick I could barely see. Fortunately, it stopped and I stopped and put the top down on the Jeep. Along the way, I had a great experience. I did not have enough cash for a toll and the toll booth operator paid the rest for me. When I arrived in Louisville, everyone was super friendly. I walked around Louisville and it is quite nice. My parents arrived later and we had a lovely dinner complete with half a bottle of wine that my mom and I shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a wonderful night’s sleep (I guess so with 3 glasses of wine), I woke up and ran and my legs felt pretty good. After a yummy breakfast, I swam in the Ohio River and it really wasn’t that bad. I then went and rode for an hour and felt quite confident about my bike. Of course, then I spent half an hour in the lobby signing up for Ironman Canada. Then my parents and I went to this cute diner named for a dog, Boomer. After lunch, we went to the Louisville Slugger museum. It was sooooooooooo neat! Outside is the world’s biggest baseball bat and inside was all sorts of neat stuff about the players who use the Louisville Slugger. Also, we had a tour of the factory where they made the baseball bats. There was also an exhibit of baseballs that presidents had signed. Then we went to the Frazier Museum, which is a museum about different periods of conflicts. It was interesting. After our tourist activities, I popped over to the World Fest. Then my beautiful and talented friend, Elizabeth, called and I got to visit with her and her mom! Elizabeth is one of my favorite people. She is absolutely beautiful, smart, funny, nice and FAST! She could easily qualify for Kona and I hope she will. Elizabeth used to live close to us but then her husband got stationed in Washington. Elizabeth and I went to the Ironman Welcome Dinner and headed over to CVS to get Gatorade. There it is…two days before Ironman. Tomorrow, we will swim for a little while. I will do a short brick and then head to Churchill Downs for a tour with my parents. It will be an early night and hope to sleep quite well. I still wonder if I set my goals too high and did not train hard enough. For Ironman Canada, I am considering hiring a coach and really get serious. I really need to train harder and lose some weight. I need to have a conservative but quality training plan. I know I can do better! I just know it. My coach now is delightful and really cute but she could probably benefit from a different point of view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-8329579982980209843?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/8329579982980209843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=8329579982980209843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8329579982980209843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/8329579982980209843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/08/remember-when-i-said-no-ironman-races.html' title='Remember when I said no Ironman races in&apos;09?'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQJmuWuXwE/SLk6DK4eZQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/V81DBBa2Yvg/s72-c/DSCN0040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-49956610086781791</id><published>2008-08-27T07:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:12:58.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days to go-#805</title><content type='html'>Got up this morning for an early run. It was sooooooooooooooo slow.  Yesterday, I had to ride all over to get my Jeep so I got a bike ride in.  Tomorrow, I am on my way...So much to do today-pack, 2 appointments, work, teach spinning, put stuff in Jeep.  Now all the questions come up...did I train enough, did I train too much, should I have ran, bike or swam more...there is nothing that I can do now to change it.  It is what it is...I hope it is good.  The biggest question is...will my new crank and bottom bracket come today and will my bike be ready to go?  I have another road bike that I can ride but I do not run that well off that bike.  Thank goodness it happened here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked my number last night and it is #805.  Check &lt;a href="http://www.ironmanlive.com/"&gt;www.ironmanlive.com&lt;/a&gt; on Sunday and you can put my number in and see where I am.  Pray for a good day and add a little prayer for the best race ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow-travel day&lt;br /&gt;Friday-swim, bike, run&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-small brick, short swim&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY...IRONMAN!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-49956610086781791?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/49956610086781791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=49956610086781791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/49956610086781791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/49956610086781791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/08/4-days-to-go-805.html' title='4 days to go-#805'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-155026537797795222</id><published>2008-08-26T09:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T09:31:33.082-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day, another drama</title><content type='html'>So, I get up this morning and despite reports of rain, it is not raining.  I am feeling lucky because I have to ride my bike home after I drop the Jeep off at the Jeep dealership (to fix the repairs where the lady rearended me last week).  So, I load up the bike and start on my way.  About now it starts to pour.  Oh well, the ride is about 8-9 miles and I can ride and get home, get a run in before I have to go to school.  I drop off the Jeep and unload my bike and start to ride.  I step down on the left pedal to clip in and I hear a strange noise.  Then I realize that the left pedal is not coming up when I pull up. The crank is broken.  Well, of course, I did not bring my cell phone because I did not want it to get wet (because I have already had to replace it from water damage not 3 weeks ago).  So, I decide that I will ride over to the bike shop where I work part-time and fix the pedal myself.  So, I ride about 2-3 miles to the bike shop, pedaling with one leg.  So, imagine for a minute...I am riding in the pouring rain and can only pedal with one leg.  I get to the shop and I cannot fix it.  Wait, did I mention this is the bike I am doing Ironman in on Sunday?  So, I call Sandy and ask her if I can borrow a bike to get home to get to school.  I, of course, burst into tears when trying to explain this. She tells me to take any bike I need to and head home.  So, I grab the easiest bike I can get to which is a 53 cm cyclocross bike, which is too big for me and of course, has the wrong pedals on it.  I start home and while I can pedal with both legs, I cannot clip in and have to pedal on my toes because of my cleats.   In the meantime, I lose both flat sides of the clipless pedals on the cyclocross bike.  I get home and it stops raining.  AAAAAHHHH!  About now, you are probably asking yourself "Why did she not ask for help?"  Hello, that would mean I would have to depend on someone else and do not want to trouble anyone.  Being a Capricorn (whose sign is the goat), I am extremely stubborn and am convinced I can do everything on my own...even though I am continually reminded, I cannot!  Oh well, more material for my best seller.  At least the crank arm broke now and instead of at Ironman on Sunday.  Now, I am convinced I will do great on Sunday because all the bad stuff has already happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-155026537797795222?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/155026537797795222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=155026537797795222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/155026537797795222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/155026537797795222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-day-another-drama.html' title='Another day, another drama'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448480773307577875.post-5402738974335917019</id><published>2008-08-23T18:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T18:53:52.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One day I am going to have a best seller....</title><content type='html'>Any time my husband is far enough away that he cannot return quickly, some thing (okay, many things) go hay wire in my life....here is the latest example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I decide I am going to cut the grass so Leona and I can go to the beach tomorrow.  I get the lawnmower and off I go.  Mow the front yard and the lawnmower works just fine.  Get to the back yard and with my ADD self, I cannot cut the grass in straight lines.  I have to go in some funky jacked up way...not even a pattern.  But I think I will cut the grass and start cleaning the house so when I get home from the beach tomorrow I can just hang out in my clean house with the manicured lawn.  So, about half way through the lawnmower starts smoking and I think that something is wrong with the oil.  Well, it stops and there is some oil on the mower but it starts up again.  First thing I notice is all the bugs are gone!  WOW, I think the smoke cleared away the bugs and I could leave the windows open without fear of getting eaten alive.  So, I continue in my jacked up lawnmowing way and finally the lawnmower dies.  After several attempts, I figure it is better for me to leave it and maybe somehow someway it will fix itself.  Of course, I leave it in the middle of the backyard. I then decide to get the weedwacker and trim the rest of the grass because in my brain there is not that much left.   So, I start weedwacking away.  Now, the weedwacker is cordless and dies after about 10 minutes.  Not to mention that thing gets a little heavy my forearms feel like I have been beat up by the closest UFC fighter.   So, here I sit...lawn looks some psycho elf half assed mowed it, dead lawnmower sitting in the middle of the back yard, dead weedwacker on the charger.  All hopes of becoming the more efficient wife and better housekeeper dead...better get the wine because I am really good at that.  And once I have had enough wine I won't care about the yard and I might convince myself that it looks just fine and I might have discovered a new landscaping trick.  Heck, I won't even care the house looks like a hurricane hit it. Bless my heart and bring on the wine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5448480773307577875-5402738974335917019?l=irontrichick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/feeds/5402738974335917019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5448480773307577875&amp;postID=5402738974335917019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5402738974335917019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5448480773307577875/posts/default/5402738974335917019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irontrichick.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-day-i-am-going-to-have-best-seller.html' title='One day I am going to have a best seller....'/><author><name>RideYourBike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02346531988675428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
