<?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-4368581694866153142</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:28:16.494-07:00</updated><category term='Origin8'/><title type='text'>Jenny</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-8436636550547257445</id><published>2009-04-09T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:50:14.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DT Tues</title><content type='html'>Today was too nice to pass up the local Tuesday night ride Southeast of downtown. So, I skipped class and joined in the fun/pain. There was a large group at the blue star and we had a nice easy ~10ish mile spin to the start. The course is a pretty flat 7 mile triangle. The group does 4 laps. Today I made it with them for 2 full laps and on the third I dropped off. My heart rate was averaged out at 188 for those two laps. After cooling down I saw Ken Ciolli in the Subaru. YES!!! Motorpacing... ;) Ken was even nice enough to give us a draft back to the blue star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/Sd4Y8uCUOVI/AAAAAAAAASo/fgy2J4Ls1DI/s1600-h/JenKim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322719241027467602" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/Sd4Y8uCUOVI/AAAAAAAAASo/fgy2J4Ls1DI/s400/JenKim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No casualties this Tuesday, only a couple close calls with the local dogs! Better watch out for that Rottie, Jeff! Oh, and John Myre laying down on the RR tracks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-8436636550547257445?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8436636550547257445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=8436636550547257445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/8436636550547257445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/8436636550547257445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2009/04/dt-tues.html' title='DT Tues'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/Sd4Y8uCUOVI/AAAAAAAAASo/fgy2J4Ls1DI/s72-c/JenKim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-6551436577364229879</id><published>2009-04-06T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:42:06.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflicts</title><content type='html'>More and more often lately I have been in a love-hate relationship with the wind. After Sunday's ride I have decided that it is strictly a HATE relationship. After a 4.5 hour ride, much of it spent in the head wind I have decided that even the tail wind isn't always fun. I think this only applies when you are on a "training ride" with the double pistons of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JT&lt;/span&gt;. I can honestly say that I have now motor-paced behind a cyclist (instead of the commonly used car/scooter). A 15-mile stretch of 32-36MPH, mouth open, drool/spit flying, leg aching pain was not how I envisioned the tail wind stretch to go. I hindsight I am glad for that effort I was forced to put out because now I am that much stronger - ladies beware!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Turning back into the wind was better because we were going slower, I just had to focus on finding the sweet spot with the most draft. Then I had to focus on conserving enough energy to make it home (still head wind). As soon as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JT&lt;/span&gt; turned off I tanked. The remainder of my ride would be a miserable crawl. Thanks Jeff for putting up with that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I learned this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;     My front plant area needs 20 bags of mulch, not the 2 I thought was needed&lt;br /&gt;     Hills and wind both have horrible attributes, neither is better or worse&lt;br /&gt;     Check the dogs paws before they come back inside from a walk&lt;br /&gt;     NEVER go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Brackenridge&lt;/span&gt; park on a nice Sunday around 3pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-6551436577364229879?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6551436577364229879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=6551436577364229879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6551436577364229879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6551436577364229879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2009/04/conflicts.html' title='Conflicts'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-3514071713723016913</id><published>2009-03-26T13:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:30:02.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/Scvlml9qLWI/AAAAAAAAASg/iw-id-hKXUo/s1600-h/colavitacamp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317596236229520738" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/Scvlml9qLWI/AAAAAAAAASg/iw-id-hKXUo/s400/colavitacamp3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScvledZ4fgI/AAAAAAAAASY/0U6bTp6-jRs/s1600-h/colavitacamp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317596096493026818" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScvledZ4fgI/AAAAAAAAASY/0U6bTp6-jRs/s400/colavitacamp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScvlaX5jdFI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JMBATPWACgA/s1600-h/colavitacamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317596026295776338" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScvlaX5jdFI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JMBATPWACgA/s400/colavitacamp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScvlPW1ss5I/AAAAAAAAASI/QQ7l9bbkGgo/s1600-h/cold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317595837032608658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScvlPW1ss5I/AAAAAAAAASI/QQ7l9bbkGgo/s400/cold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScvlKbXh5UI/AAAAAAAAASA/RbCHab13eEg/s1600-h/colavitacamp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317595752348902722" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScvlKbXh5UI/AAAAAAAAASA/RbCHab13eEg/s400/colavitacamp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScvlE7hkaXI/AAAAAAAAAR4/a2BQVX-fsi8/s1600-h/ATT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317595657901730162" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScvlE7hkaXI/AAAAAAAAAR4/a2BQVX-fsi8/s400/ATT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I have not posted much this year, I have some pictures from January. Most are from the Colavita Training Camp in Austin and on from a TT in Casterville.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4368581694866153142-3514071713723016913?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3514071713723016913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=3514071713723016913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3514071713723016913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3514071713723016913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/Scvlml9qLWI/AAAAAAAAASg/iw-id-hKXUo/s72-c/colavitacamp3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-3800476235806064096</id><published>2009-03-26T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T09:37:47.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fayetteville</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fayetteville&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FSR&lt;/span&gt;) has plagued me as long as I can remember. I didn't race it last year because I was killing myself at San &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dimas&lt;/span&gt; SR. In 2007 I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DNF'd&lt;/span&gt; on Sunday's race. This year started out really good. Stage one we rode off into an abyss of fog; the kind that forces you to take your glasses off. About half way into the first lap the fog cleared. There were a few attacks and I chased down Tracey but other than that it was a lot of slow to fast, jumpy riding. I really suffer on those types of races, my quick-twitch muscles are pretty lame. I was happy to finally make it with the group to the sprint (I have been sick almost all season so far) and finished &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; 13 out of a starting field close to 30 peeps. After a nap I got ready for Stage 2: ~7 mile time trial at 5:15pm. It was great being able to warm up with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;teamies&lt;/span&gt;. :) The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;TT&lt;/span&gt; went average, I got to remember what suffering felt like but my time was 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; fasted and I wanted top 3. I have some work to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/Scuup36j8fI/AAAAAAAAARY/JGyRZuxNO4Y/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317535819448447474" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/Scuup36j8fI/AAAAAAAAARY/JGyRZuxNO4Y/s400/aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/Scuut_FEIwI/AAAAAAAAARg/FkhyrN9vXPQ/s1600-h/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317535890091025154" style="WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/Scuut_FEIwI/AAAAAAAAARg/FkhyrN9vXPQ/s400/aaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScuuxeMIuKI/AAAAAAAAARo/hz_NM_NQUXg/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317535949981792418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScuuxeMIuKI/AAAAAAAAARo/hz_NM_NQUXg/s400/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stage 3 was on Sunday and my group had a late start (11:20 am) which displeased me because I hate waiting around! So me and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;teamies&lt;/span&gt; decided to mix the race up today and attack with counter attacks. I should have realized that I am still not near as fit as I need to be and just sat in. All I needed to do was sit in and I would finish in the $$. I was sitting 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;GC&lt;/span&gt; and Catie was 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Anyways, I didn't anticipate attacking until the last lap (3 laps) but Kim was off with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pseudo&lt;/span&gt; attack around mile 5. Once the pack caught her I did the counter. I spent too much on the counter that when I got caught at the bottom of the hot spot hill that I couldn't grab the back of the group and was dropped. Mile 5. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Soooo&lt;/span&gt; I tried to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;TT&lt;/span&gt; the rest of the lap and then decided to just call it quits for the day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Fayetteville&lt;/span&gt; is not my race. Who knows, maybe next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/Scuu0dINMhI/AAAAAAAAARw/d8rUTGYHPuI/s1600-h/aaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317536001236480530" style="WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/Scuu0dINMhI/AAAAAAAAARw/d8rUTGYHPuI/s400/aaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did get to stay at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Brisas&lt;/span&gt; Ranch and it was THE BEST! &lt;/div&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/4368581694866153142-3800476235806064096?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3800476235806064096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=3800476235806064096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3800476235806064096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3800476235806064096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2009/03/fayetteville.html' title='Fayetteville'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/Scuup36j8fI/AAAAAAAAARY/JGyRZuxNO4Y/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-3984173446170747786</id><published>2009-02-26T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T09:21:41.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blaire's Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScuqmZ7ftPI/AAAAAAAAARA/2aI2wsFaQR4/s1600-h/bbsho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317531361813181682" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScuqmZ7ftPI/AAAAAAAAARA/2aI2wsFaQR4/s400/bbsho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScuqqVlps-I/AAAAAAAAARI/dPEn4ujSJ2U/s1600-h/bbsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317531429367296994" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScuqqVlps-I/AAAAAAAAARI/dPEn4ujSJ2U/s400/bbsh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/Scurf-KqLFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/t-0BF0Y4o5s/s1600-h/temp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317532350793002066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/Scurf-KqLFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/t-0BF0Y4o5s/s400/temp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends come first, so instead of racing Pace Bend (one of my favs), I helped out with my best buds baby shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-3984173446170747786?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3984173446170747786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=3984173446170747786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3984173446170747786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3984173446170747786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2009/02/blaires-baby-shower.html' title='Blaire&apos;s Baby Shower'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ScuqmZ7ftPI/AAAAAAAAARA/2aI2wsFaQR4/s72-c/bbsho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-6291093267472925560</id><published>2009-01-23T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:29:44.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBRC Crew</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SXnwZMWAqTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/dGgZnMOOmng/s1600-h/WFbbrc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294527152551668018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SXnwZMWAqTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/dGgZnMOOmng/s400/WFbbrc.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today, my fellow work mates and I took a "group picture"! HAHA, it made me feel like I was back in elementary school....too bad individual shots were not taken. And get this: Saturday is out "End of Year / Christmas Party". Umm, last time I checked, January is already almost over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-6291093267472925560?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6291093267472925560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=6291093267472925560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6291093267472925560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6291093267472925560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2009/01/bbrc-crew.html' title='BBRC Crew'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SXnwZMWAqTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/dGgZnMOOmng/s72-c/WFbbrc.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-8207248483051077212</id><published>2009-01-19T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:26:46.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEAKEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SXnvq6uARBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/P7PJV92uHTU/s1600-h/Leakey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294526357546484754" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SXnvq6uARBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/P7PJV92uHTU/s400/Leakey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solare Eclipse had the LEAKEY training camp this weekend. Both days the weather was great and the climbing was abundant. Saturday we did the "Doctor Dolittle's Death Loop", or a portion of it anyways. Kim, Ken, Robert, and I stopped at mile 60 where a convieniently parked car waited. We sagged the remaining group for the remaining 40 miles. The beginning of the ride was great, Kim and I got a head start and worked together, pushing pretty hard. We wanted to see how long it would take the boys to catch us. Well, around mile 25 they showed up and were suprised it took that long. I was proud! Unfortunatly, I wasted all my energy in those 25 miles, so the rest of the ride I was pretty cooked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SXnvij98sYI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YXkA2jtMWpI/s1600-h/Leakey1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294526214000390530" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SXnvij98sYI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YXkA2jtMWpI/s400/Leakey1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a nicer ride, everyone stayed together and Kim and I pushed each other going up the hills. It was a great weekend~!&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/4368581694866153142-8207248483051077212?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8207248483051077212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=8207248483051077212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/8207248483051077212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/8207248483051077212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2009/01/leakey.html' title='LEAKEY'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SXnvq6uARBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/P7PJV92uHTU/s72-c/Leakey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-800076657658564880</id><published>2009-01-08T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:16:58.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Training Week (Day)</title><content type='html'>So Jim Slauson does an annual "training camp" the first week of January where he rides ~100 miles each day. I was fortunate enough to get off work on Thursday and attend. The weather could not have been more perfect: little wind and the sun was out, no armwarmers needed. After the ride I got to join Jim, Teri, and Lara at Bin555 in Artisan Alley. It was great food!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SXntXcvVzyI/AAAAAAAAAQI/_xi7KNw7US4/s1600-h/Training.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294523824058257186" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SXntXcvVzyI/AAAAAAAAAQI/_xi7KNw7US4/s400/Training.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4368581694866153142-800076657658564880?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/800076657658564880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=800076657658564880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/800076657658564880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/800076657658564880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2009/01/training-week-day.html' title='Training Week (Day)'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SXntXcvVzyI/AAAAAAAAAQI/_xi7KNw7US4/s72-c/Training.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-6823979766766376302</id><published>2009-01-04T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T07:46:01.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAN ANTONIO ~ State Cyclocross Championships</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SWTLg4TH-fI/AAAAAAAAAPw/l_0CBgoOqVc/s1600-h/jenblk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288575628168657394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SWTLg4TH-fI/AAAAAAAAAPw/l_0CBgoOqVc/s400/jenblk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This season the San Antonio weekend was my favorite. Saturday was sunny and hot, I was sad that I had taken my water bottle cages off. I mean, really, cyclocross is supposed to be crappy weather where you don't have to worry about dehydration. Jeff was there to give me hand ups though, thank God for that! The course was great fun, including the never ending sandpit and the landfill hole of dispair. I unfortunatly crashed on a loose off camber turn but was able to not lose any positions. I won the age group and got 2nd overall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SWTLgwLZJeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_UzQGqBfCqg/s1600-h/JennySTCX6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288575625988744674" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SWTLgwLZJeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_UzQGqBfCqg/s400/JennySTCX6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather on Sunday, however, was completely different than Saturday's "summer weather", as the sun was no where to be found. As I got out of my car at Padre Park I immediately regreted not packing my knee warmers and other cold weather gear but was confident that it would get warmer as the day progressed. Not such the case this time, it got colder. Stef Childs and I warmed up along the mission trail bike path, next to the San Antonio River and then I hid in the Solar Eclipse tent next to the space heater and waited for my race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SWTLgGkLDkI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Kf0fxUddff0/s1600-h/J3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288575614818389570" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SWTLgGkLDkI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Kf0fxUddff0/s400/J3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Open Women raced 30 seconds behind the ample Men's 3/4 pack. The start was on the street and was a fast, straight shot, into the trees. This section was more technical; we wound our way through the trees on little banking rollers. Then we hit the pavement and I noticed Christina had already created a gap for herself. Lisa, another girl and I were still together as we came to a 180 turn down hill to another 180 where I got off my bike and ran back up the hill. I pulled away from the other two when we hit the cement climb and caught up to a few men at the barrier. At this point I just had to keep (and increase) my gap on the girls behind me. After a the 2nd lap I caught a Peak Fitness guy and was able to ride with him for a few laps. He was finally able to get rid of me on the straight to the finish line in the horrible head wind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SWTLgeu3mBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/f1jIGUrD-j8/s1600-h/J4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288575621305702418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SWTLgeu3mBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/f1jIGUrD-j8/s400/J4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stef stayed at my house this weekend and we had a blast, even when we had to get in our cars and hunt down her boyfriend who was lost 281N on his bike...haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4368581694866153142-6823979766766376302?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6823979766766376302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=6823979766766376302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6823979766766376302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6823979766766376302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2009/01/san-antonio-state-cyclocross.html' title='SAN ANTONIO ~ State Cyclocross Championships'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SWTLg4TH-fI/AAAAAAAAAPw/l_0CBgoOqVc/s72-c/jenblk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-6080203131110361069</id><published>2009-01-03T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:19:30.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jersey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SXntqsrEeaI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/5-UT0qoPY7k/s1600-h/082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294524154752825762" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SXntqsrEeaI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/5-UT0qoPY7k/s400/082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa, me, Stef, Christina, Janice (with Bailey)&lt;br /&gt;Wearing our championship jerseys from the TX age based cyclocross race&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-6080203131110361069?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6080203131110361069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=6080203131110361069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6080203131110361069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6080203131110361069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2009/01/jersey.html' title='Jersey!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SXntqsrEeaI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/5-UT0qoPY7k/s72-c/082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-6413871467667005814</id><published>2008-12-08T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:08:45.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston CX</title><content type='html'>Another round of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CX&lt;/span&gt; races under the belt and I am feeling good. I met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; in Houston Saturday for a much welcomed late start time of 2:45! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! So I drove the speed limit and it felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;excrutiatingly&lt;/span&gt; slow but, alas, 3 hours after I pulled out of my driveway I was searching for a parking spot at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tinsley&lt;/span&gt; Park. I remembered this course from last year...not too technical. Lisa Ferris showed up, I was glad for another girl to line up with. Saturday the open women raced a full hour at the same time as the open men. It was not bad at all, despite the fact that I had taken off my water bottle cage and was use to the 45 minute races. So at about 45 minutes I had sweater teeth and my lips felt like they had a glue-like substance on them. ugh! After the race I joined David Kay's daughter on the swings. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ST6JCmWNIyI/AAAAAAAAAPA/gh2DiZIGGT0/s1600-h/houstonCX7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277806491071226658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ST6JCmWNIyI/AAAAAAAAAPA/gh2DiZIGGT0/s400/houstonCX7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ST6JMOFEC7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/yuI8HjYzKS4/s1600-h/HoustonCX9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277806656355568562" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ST6JMOFEC7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/yuI8HjYzKS4/s400/HoustonCX9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fanangled&lt;/span&gt; us a really nice hotel and I was stoked to see the living room and 42 inch panel TV. They even shuttled us to dinner and back! I am so use to staying in Hotel 6 and other similar places that this was a real treat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday's race was at a new venue and looked fun! It was more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tireing&lt;/span&gt; than Saturday's race because there was more climbing and more twisty turns that I slowed down for then had to speed back up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ST6JdAVvIrI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/83q4LJICnxA/s1600-h/CXhouston3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277806944725181106" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ST6JdAVvIrI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/83q4LJICnxA/s400/CXhouston3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ST6JnyaQTCI/AAAAAAAAAPY/246iF5L0kxc/s1600-h/CXhouston1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277807129964596258" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ST6JnyaQTCI/AAAAAAAAAPY/246iF5L0kxc/s400/CXhouston1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4368581694866153142-6413871467667005814?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6413871467667005814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=6413871467667005814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6413871467667005814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6413871467667005814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/12/houston-cx.html' title='Houston CX'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/ST6JCmWNIyI/AAAAAAAAAPA/gh2DiZIGGT0/s72-c/houstonCX7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-1614240014560742283</id><published>2008-12-05T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:32:55.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all to nothing</title><content type='html'>Wednesday -   2.5 hour round trip commute&lt;br /&gt;Turkey day -   3 hour ride in the mist&lt;br /&gt;Friday -            3.5 hour ride in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Saturday -        3.5 hour group ride&lt;br /&gt;Sunday -           6 hour death ride with horrible wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday-Friday - 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, I guess I jumped back into a training regimen full on, and it caught up to me. I have done nothing but work and sleep all week. I guess I will be well rested for the cross races this weekend. Yeah buddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-1614240014560742283?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/1614240014560742283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=1614240014560742283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/1614240014560742283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/1614240014560742283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-to-nothing.html' title='all to nothing'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-3541158817449783066</id><published>2008-11-23T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:30:37.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Worth</title><content type='html'>4:30am on Saturday; I should be asleep but I am in my car headed to Round Rock to pick up Stephanie and continue to Fort Worth for the Cyclocross races. Making good time, my cruise control is set to 75mph, just 5 miles over the speed limit. I did not see the speed limit drop to 60 in Hillsboro, nor did I see the construction zone with the worker present. But the cop DID see me. And so I got, yet again, another ticket. This one will not be dismissible since there was a stupid construction worker out there at 8am on a Saturday. UGH! The cop was not letting me off either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SSxDikHj3yI/AAAAAAAAAOo/AREKrLK5SRg/s1600-h/FTW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272663524834008866" style="WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SSxDikHj3yI/AAAAAAAAAOo/AREKrLK5SRg/s400/FTW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I collect myself and continue on the way, and we end up at the location early. I was in a good mood by now though because I remembered the course from last year, it was one of my favorites! The race was pretty tough though, Christina off the front and I had Tammy not so far behind me. I faired with 2nd place. Steph and I then went on the search for a hotel and I turned hostel since I was hungry and the GPS didn't seem be on our side. After shutting it off and just looking along I30, we found one and unloaded. Then to Jason's Deli...mmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday's race wasn't as cold so I was happy but I was a bit nervous since Tammy was out there again and I know she was aiming to beat me. I started out ahead of her and then she passed me in one of the corners. Fortunately for me she was behind a guy that crashed and she had to break. I took advantage of that and opened a gap. I spent the rest of the race trying to build on that gap but was never satisfied. I was getting tired. 45 minutes passed and I new it was over, until the ref said "One to go". I hated that person. I made one final lap then thought I would die. But I was satisfied with my race, and took another 2nd to Christina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SSxDs0S2WwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/CmVHywUWwiA/s1600-h/JW1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272663700975016706" style="WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SSxDs0S2WwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/CmVHywUWwiA/s400/JW1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SSxD0CfdXhI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_qDfnzsHSFA/s1600-h/JW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272663825045085714" style="WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SSxD0CfdXhI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_qDfnzsHSFA/s400/JW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The drive home was slow, as I stayed UNDER the speed limit. Okay---I stayed at the speed limit to the dot. We almost got into an accident in Waco...Some one's cheap, aftermarket fiberglass hood flew off their car and just before it smashed into my windshield it hit the ground and I straddled it best I could. No major damage happened so I was able to drive home (with the smell of exhaust filling my car, not a good sign).&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/4368581694866153142-3541158817449783066?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3541158817449783066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=3541158817449783066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3541158817449783066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3541158817449783066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/11/fort-worth.html' title='Fort Worth'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SSxDikHj3yI/AAAAAAAAAOo/AREKrLK5SRg/s72-c/FTW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-1252927783677001896</id><published>2008-11-18T05:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T05:57:03.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Pix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SSLJpGJb7pI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4PtUyqF4XsA/s1600-h/DallasCross1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269996221838913170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SSLJpGJb7pI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4PtUyqF4XsA/s400/DallasCross1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SSLJkyXftII/AAAAAAAAAOY/2815lIYUv2Y/s1600-h/Dallas+Cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269996147809694850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SSLJkyXftII/AAAAAAAAAOY/2815lIYUv2Y/s400/Dallas+Cross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/4368581694866153142-1252927783677001896?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/1252927783677001896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=1252927783677001896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/1252927783677001896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/1252927783677001896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/11/cross-pix.html' title='Cross Pix'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SSLJpGJb7pI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4PtUyqF4XsA/s72-c/DallasCross1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-9085245433667014453</id><published>2008-11-10T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:24:04.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madison HS</title><content type='html'>Lonely and heartbroken today. I went to a craft fair with my mom and then TV shopping for my uncle. Good quality mother-daughter time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to Blaire's house to watch a movie. NEVER EVER watch Two Days in the Valley. What a waste of time! It took forever to get the story set up, then it didn't even have a closing on some of the situations. LAME! I was so mad that I accidentally knocked over my glass of lemonade. It shattered on the tile floor, leaving glass shards and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stickyness&lt;/span&gt; all over the place. Sorry Blaire! It was good lemonade too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-9085245433667014453?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/9085245433667014453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=9085245433667014453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/9085245433667014453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/9085245433667014453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/11/madison-hs.html' title='Madison HS'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-2352195859662121679</id><published>2008-11-08T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:20:16.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Warrior</title><content type='html'>Everyone at work had to come in on Saturday for 4 hours to get caught back up. This meant that I would have only enough time to do the medium ride from Bicycle Heaven. I was upset at first, but soon realized that I would be good to just be able to make it home from the medium ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and headed to the shop (~10 miles from my house) on my bike. Kim met me at the shop with some Solar Eclipse kits to wear until we get the 2009 uniforms in. I was happy to see her there, I haven't gotten to ride with her in a while.  Of course Brandon Z took off with a faster pace than the group and I was on  h is wheel. Well, once we got to the first hill in a neighborhood of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Spechts&lt;/span&gt; Rd, I was dropped. I kept looking behind me for the rest of the group so I can get some rest while hiding in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; draft. It wasn't until the right turn off 46 when I saw them. They caught me and I hung on for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;efw&lt;/span&gt; miles. Then I got the joy of riding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bulverde&lt;/span&gt; from Smithson &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;VAlley&lt;/span&gt; all the way to 1604 all by myself, in an unfriendly headwind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I made it to work on time with my legs feeling full of fluid. I won't be riding tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-2352195859662121679?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/2352195859662121679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=2352195859662121679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/2352195859662121679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/2352195859662121679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/11/weekend-warrior.html' title='Weekend Warrior'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-299748014156218713</id><published>2008-11-03T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:11:05.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyclocross TX Cup Series (weekend 1)</title><content type='html'>The opening races were in Austin! Yay, not far to travel. It was fun, even though there was next to no girls to race against. I will have to get strong enough to hang with the masters or 4s. I hope to be getting back into shape soon... Saturday's race was tough, even though it didn't appear that way. I crashed on the last lap right before the barriers but was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SRiHDiYflCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xZVkhNB_Bj0/s1600-h/cross"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267108259048690722" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SRiHDiYflCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xZVkhNB_Bj0/s400/cross" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SRiHLorgZoI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_sftrSP2QLM/s1600-h/cross2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267108398178002562" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SRiHLorgZoI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_sftrSP2QLM/s400/cross2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4368581694866153142-299748014156218713?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/299748014156218713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=299748014156218713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/299748014156218713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/299748014156218713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/11/cyclocross-tx-cup-series-weekend-1.html' title='Cyclocross TX Cup Series (weekend 1)'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SRiHDiYflCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xZVkhNB_Bj0/s72-c/cross' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-1040122210085249958</id><published>2008-10-29T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:17:07.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still sick</title><content type='html'>It has been 2 weeks since I took amoxicillin for my sinus infection and it seems to still be here. I cannot breathe through my right nose hole...ugh! This sucks big time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-1040122210085249958?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/1040122210085249958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=1040122210085249958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/1040122210085249958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/1040122210085249958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/10/still-sick.html' title='Still sick'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-4922466575025123575</id><published>2008-10-27T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:54:36.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still loving my ScootScoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkhixukOxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pnT2lFxUaeo/s1600-h/IMG_2927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262774520907053842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkhixukOxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pnT2lFxUaeo/s400/IMG_2927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a bike ride I couldn't resist the urge to jump on my Buddy. Obe wanted to join too!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkhpElznUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/0RRycuAS_Qs/s1600-h/IMG_2928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262774629049802050" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkhpElznUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/0RRycuAS_Qs/s400/IMG_2928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4368581694866153142-4922466575025123575?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/4922466575025123575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=4922466575025123575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/4922466575025123575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/4922466575025123575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/10/still-loving-my-scootscoot.html' title='Still loving my ScootScoot'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkhixukOxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pnT2lFxUaeo/s72-c/IMG_2927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-5926350850723457236</id><published>2008-10-26T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:51:06.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister Bike Ride</title><content type='html'>Becky doesn't ride bikes. I have been riding since 2002 and have always wanted my sister, Becky, to ride with me. Today I got her to go! She didn't agree to wear the shorts, jersey or even my shoes, but she was going so that is all that mattered to me. I changed out the pedals on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;KHS&lt;/span&gt; soft tail and was ready for some fun and laughs! She hasn't been on a bike in 10+ years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkeXM8iCuI/AAAAAAAAANQ/pKUR9qCCFn0/s1600-h/IMG_2924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262771023520074466" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkeXM8iCuI/AAAAAAAAANQ/pKUR9qCCFn0/s400/IMG_2924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McAllister&lt;/span&gt; Park would be a great place for a short beginner ride. At first Becky was a little shakey and had some doubts about the seat height (her feet wouldn't touch the ground flat when she was in the saddle - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;), but after a short warm up she was ready to go! Riding with my sister reminded me of my first mountain bike ride, she was "whoa"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; she hit a rock or a root but she didn't go down. After about half an hour she was making some serious progress but because she didn't wear the shorts, her but was getting sore... It was a great time and I am glad she finally joined me in a ride!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkec3_ovxI/AAAAAAAAANY/TA--wIFIg-g/s1600-h/IMG_2925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262771120975167250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkec3_ovxI/AAAAAAAAANY/TA--wIFIg-g/s400/IMG_2925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-5926350850723457236?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5926350850723457236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=5926350850723457236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/5926350850723457236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/5926350850723457236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/10/sister-bike-ride.html' title='Sister Bike Ride'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkeXM8iCuI/AAAAAAAAANQ/pKUR9qCCFn0/s72-c/IMG_2924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-6133656763032274917</id><published>2008-10-24T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:44:05.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>The big 29er. My allergies were still bugging and I had to work since I used all my PTO on loosing races this year. Still a good day. Thanks to everyone who thought of me, or even better got me goodies! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkfRN6kpFI/AAAAAAAAANg/H4XlAjprLiE/s1600-h/IMG_2915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262772020212704338" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkfRN6kpFI/AAAAAAAAANg/H4XlAjprLiE/s400/IMG_2915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-6133656763032274917?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6133656763032274917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=6133656763032274917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6133656763032274917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6133656763032274917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkfRN6kpFI/AAAAAAAAANg/H4XlAjprLiE/s72-c/IMG_2915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-6959065984343761146</id><published>2008-10-19T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:48:18.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMPING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkgBvz3wnI/AAAAAAAAANo/u6s8u-PuIFY/s1600-h/IMG_2903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262772853945123442" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkgBvz3wnI/AAAAAAAAANo/u6s8u-PuIFY/s400/IMG_2903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choke Canyon with my best bud Blaire. We saw hogs, alligators, rabbits, a bob cat, owls, a fox (dead), birds, fish, deer, and too many spiders!!! ACK! I hate spiders. Had a great time!!! I love roasted marshmellows! The dogs did good on their first camping trip...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkgKiTTg-I/AAAAAAAAANw/vYVfffX0wRU/s1600-h/IMG_2906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262773004937692130" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkgKiTTg-I/AAAAAAAAANw/vYVfffX0wRU/s400/IMG_2906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4368581694866153142-6959065984343761146?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6959065984343761146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=6959065984343761146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6959065984343761146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6959065984343761146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/10/camping.html' title='CAMPING'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkgBvz3wnI/AAAAAAAAANo/u6s8u-PuIFY/s72-c/IMG_2903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-2170430293200809408</id><published>2008-10-17T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:32:26.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Peeves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkcJVU0csI/AAAAAAAAANI/VfvJ6ccgyA8/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262768586228003522" style="WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkcJVU0csI/AAAAAAAAANI/VfvJ6ccgyA8/s400/spaceball.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQka9vwGLCI/AAAAAAAAANA/gZhgKb4-HO0/s1600-h/elevator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262767287651675170" style="WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQka9vwGLCI/AAAAAAAAANA/gZhgKb4-HO0/s400/elevator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I absolutely cannot stand it when lazy people take the elevator at my work. I work in a building that has two floors and the elevator is right next to the open staircase. I understand that there needs to be an elevator to get all the big and heavy things upstairs (computers, file cabinets, cubicles, etc) but it isn't intended to carry the heavy carcusses of lazy people from one floor to the next. Today there was a perfectly able person standing at the elevator waiting for the doors to open. I walked up the stairs at a slow pace and when I got to the next (and only) floor I saw the elevator doors open and that able person walk out. She was not carrying anything. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So all you lazy people -- you know it is you -- please burn an extra calorie or two and take the stairs!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4368581694866153142-2170430293200809408?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/2170430293200809408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=2170430293200809408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/2170430293200809408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/2170430293200809408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/10/work-peeves.html' title='Work Peeves'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SQkcJVU0csI/AAAAAAAAANI/VfvJ6ccgyA8/s72-c/spaceball.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-6588511075513902887</id><published>2008-10-13T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T13:23:27.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down hill</title><content type='html'>I am not doing good this month. I have been having sinus problems and just feel depressed. I am trying to not dwell upon the past and need to focus on the current and future, but I can't help listening to my sad music and asking "What if?". I have done some pretty unruly stuff the in the past  and am having a hard time dealing with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I tried doing the local shop bike ride and had to do the short route because the sinus infection and antibiotics were telling me to get home. This weekend I was the laziest turd ever, watching  a whole season of worthless America's Next Top Model, and about 5 hours of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt; Miami. Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had to drive in to work today...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;boooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-6588511075513902887?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6588511075513902887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=6588511075513902887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6588511075513902887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6588511075513902887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/10/down-hill.html' title='Down hill'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-7263801645649983516</id><published>2008-10-02T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T13:01:14.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homebody</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much has been going on. I have had a headache for the past week and am ready for the weekend!!! Me being lazy with the dogs:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SOUoG_9cPCI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Qd6ID-ZsRkY/s1600-h/reaObe3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252648641111014434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SOUoG_9cPCI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Qd6ID-ZsRkY/s400/reaObe3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SOUoPABxDlI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SRdNzwkIQMs/s1600-h/ReaObe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252648778568109650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SOUoPABxDlI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SRdNzwkIQMs/s400/ReaObe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4368581694866153142-7263801645649983516?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7263801645649983516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=7263801645649983516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/7263801645649983516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/7263801645649983516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/10/homebody.html' title='Homebody'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SOUoG_9cPCI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Qd6ID-ZsRkY/s72-c/reaObe3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-621201968666026126</id><published>2008-09-22T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:12:04.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ByeBye VW Metro</title><content type='html'>2008 road racing season is at an end and I have decided no Metro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;VW&lt;/span&gt; for me next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a blast this year and got to hang out with some awesome people. I admit that I will miss this next year. The reason why I will not be racing on Metro next year is because I cannot compete at the same level of my teammates and travel to all the races with them while I have my current job. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, my job will not allow me to take the time off to train/race that is needed in order to compete at the races with the top females. So, I plan on racing locally with my friends in San Antonio. You never know though, I may just venture out to a few of the National races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Metro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-621201968666026126?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/621201968666026126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=621201968666026126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/621201968666026126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/621201968666026126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/09/byebye-vw-metro.html' title='ByeBye VW Metro'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-6765478562744615209</id><published>2008-09-08T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:05:08.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Genuine BUDDY 125cc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have a new hobby! I bought a scooter and absolutely love it! It is a Genuine Buddy and goes almost 70 mph, but I have only gotten it to go 65ish. And great gas mileage: 85mpg. The crazy part is that I have to actually get a motorcycle license now. The Buddy is going to be great for motorpacing, yeeeeeeeeaaaaahhhhhhh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SNfsQSHWbtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GCssnDaUrbE/s1600-h/orange_buddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248923655208333010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SNfsQSHWbtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GCssnDaUrbE/s400/orange_buddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-6765478562744615209?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6765478562744615209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=6765478562744615209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6765478562744615209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6765478562744615209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-genuine-buddy-125cc.html' title='My Genuine BUDDY 125cc'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SNfsQSHWbtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GCssnDaUrbE/s72-c/orange_buddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-504628863497546648</id><published>2008-09-03T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:00:53.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obe Juan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today I expanded my little family and adopted another Boston Terrier! His owner was forced to find a new home for him. He looks just like Reagan but he is 10 years old! I thought that I would be cool and let him lay around my house for the rest of his life and expected him to sleep a lot. Well, turns out that he has more energy than Reagan so I will have my hands full!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SNfrPEE_PBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Bpf3AyDfksQ/s1600-h/ObeRea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248922534748830738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SNfrPEE_PBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Bpf3AyDfksQ/s400/ObeRea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-504628863497546648?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/504628863497546648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=504628863497546648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/504628863497546648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/504628863497546648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/09/obe-juan.html' title='Obe Juan'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SNfrPEE_PBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Bpf3AyDfksQ/s72-c/ObeRea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-5677284729347760407</id><published>2008-08-20T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:19:20.127-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Origin8'/><title type='text'>FOXY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ORIGIN8 Foxtrot, I will call her fox! My new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cyclocross&lt;/span&gt; frame/fork came in and I can hardly wait to start commuting on it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YIPPIE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SNfvkm9U2II/AAAAAAAAAKg/M6TNI0RjLPQ/s1600-h/foxtrotx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248927302935697538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SNfvkm9U2II/AAAAAAAAAKg/M6TNI0RjLPQ/s400/foxtrotx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-5677284729347760407?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5677284729347760407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-3193752243719272410</id><published>2008-08-06T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T09:05:49.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>SO I am bored at work and found a few pictures to share with ya'll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The state crit wearing baby shirts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SJnLQlXrykI/AAAAAAAAAJI/lgpd9CRGdAQ/s1600-h/MetroStCrit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231435927937337922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SJnLQlXrykI/AAAAAAAAAJI/lgpd9CRGdAQ/s400/MetroStCrit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love night rides:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SJnK3Sxz2gI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0k7aIjiKSpc/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231435493449914882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SJnK3Sxz2gI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0k7aIjiKSpc/s400/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women's Metro Team at the State Crit.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SJnLgJXiHUI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/4Sb1s1DfG1E/s1600-h/MetroStCrit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231436195298417986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SJnLgJXiHUI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/4Sb1s1DfG1E/s400/MetroStCrit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-3193752243719272410?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3193752243719272410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-2916164505612651208</id><published>2008-08-02T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T09:00:40.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>State TT</title><content type='html'>It Blew! Got a front flat about 5 miles in. Boooooooooooo! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SJnKcY3jiyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SAnr8tEsT_Q/s1600-h/angry.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231435031228156706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SJnKcY3jiyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SAnr8tEsT_Q/s400/angry.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-2916164505612651208?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/2916164505612651208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=2916164505612651208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/2916164505612651208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/2916164505612651208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/08/state-tt.html' title='State TT'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SJnKcY3jiyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SAnr8tEsT_Q/s72-c/angry.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-3010931033951218612</id><published>2008-07-27T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T06:05:38.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Bicycle Heaven Ride</title><content type='html'>I rolled from my house headed towards Bicycle-Heaven at 6AM Saturday (instead of the normal 8:30 ride) with plans to ride 200k+ (124miles). It took me about 30 minutes to get to the shop and I was already soaked through with sweat, I could tell it was going to be a humid day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SI3CgkuIKBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/KyBLkSkixKM/s1600-h/114mile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228048607315765266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SI3CgkuIKBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/KyBLkSkixKM/s400/114mile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the shop I was surprised to see a dozen people ready to go. I knew that several or the riders would need to be back at the shop earlier but guessed there would be about 9 that would atempt the whole feat. At the start there were the 4 Slauson's (Jim, Teri, Will, JW), B-H reps Matt and Foxy, B-H team riders Phillips, Ayers and Bentley. There were a lot of Bicycle Heaven kits! The non-green/black outfitted riders where Park (Solar Eclipse), Dan Lazarine (the guy I credit my past cycling accomplishments to), Jun Longhurst (one of the first guys I met when I was working at Britton's Bike Shop), and lastly me in my Metro Volkswagen kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SI3C0dMXVOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dS_0ukJLRJo/s1600-h/114miles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228048948892488930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SI3C0dMXVOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dS_0ukJLRJo/s400/114miles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rolled up Blanco Road over 46 past Edge Falls (bone dry despite the recent rain.) Stopped in Kendalia to eat (Will had 2 breakfast tacos) and refill fluids. From there Jim planned to head towards 281 then drop down Rittiman to keep as many riders together as long as possible, Nathan suggest continuing with the original plan and head up to Blanco on Crabapple. Good move as we might have bailed earlier on the ride if we headed back toward B-H with the riders going shorter. Plus the Crabapple, Trainer Wuest, 102 roads are some of the coolest roads to ride around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SI3C7tm4xmI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PnZTcL-Xj7Q/s1600-h/114miles1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228049073557784162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SI3C7tm4xmI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PnZTcL-Xj7Q/s400/114miles1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up with 114 miles, and was exhausted but the ride was a good one. Jun bailed on the longer ride a little earlier as we unfortunately rode fairly near his house at about mile 80 so he quietly slipped out of the group there..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SI3DB-OJNwI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ObSF6ZR7w_w/s1600-h/100mile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228049181096621826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SI3DB-OJNwI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ObSF6ZR7w_w/s400/100mile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**Blog copied and pasted here from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bicycle-heaven.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;www.bicycle-heaven.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; written by Jim Slauson-&gt; Blog. I made some changes. I am a lazy slug...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;heheee&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4368581694866153142-3010931033951218612?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3010931033951218612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=3010931033951218612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3010931033951218612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3010931033951218612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/07/saturday-bicycle-heaven-ride.html' title='Saturday Bicycle Heaven Ride'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SI3CgkuIKBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/KyBLkSkixKM/s72-c/114mile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-1242663758568448704</id><published>2008-07-20T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:15:10.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boise Wells Fargo Twilight Crit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SNfuaDsCFuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WHp_DoKPIbw/s1600-h/Boise2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248926022157604578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SNfuaDsCFuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WHp_DoKPIbw/s400/Boise2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was kind of a last minute decision to do the WF crit in Boise. The air fair was just right and Nathan would let me use his bike so I wouldn't have to deal with the hassle of bringing my bike along. Woohoo! SO I fly up there Friday night and instantly fall in love with it! Hmm, I work for WF and the same department I work for is located in Boise as well. There may be a job transfer in the future~. So when I wake up Saturday morning I am happy to see my teammates Shannon and Ashley, and also got to meet Coryn. The host house we were staying at was almost unimaginable. It was located on this mountain road with the best view of the town. Me and the girls rode down the mountain into downtown where we met Nathan for breakfast at a little cafe. The weather was great and the feel for the town was great. There were people outside, and many of them were riding bikes. Not just race bikes either, all types/breed of bikes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SNfupcFluZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3UMp1tQ2hR8/s1600-h/Boise1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248926286405286290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SNfupcFluZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3UMp1tQ2hR8/s400/Boise1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't mentioned yet that Nathan's bike was just wonderful! It actually felt better than my bike! Go figure. So after the morning ride we just relaxed and watched movies until it was time to race. not many women lined up at the race compared to the other crit series races I have been to and quite a few of them seemed to be local riders. We waited 15 minutes for the Wells Fargo Stagecoach to make it around the course then we were off. I though I for sure was going to do well in the race until the second lap (also the second minute...the laps were so short) when my mouth dried up and it stung to breath. SO I guess we were at altitude. I lasted half the 50 minutes and then was pulled from the race. I got to watch the second half of the race and Kristen lapped the field on the last lap. Dang. So, anyways, only 15 girls finished, and more than half the girls were pulled. I was pulled. I still had a blast though and would have loved to stay in Boise longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SI3NAGvxlDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0xgV4bejXuo/s1600-h/Boise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228060144141702194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SI3NAGvxlDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0xgV4bejXuo/s400/Boise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4368581694866153142-1242663758568448704?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/1242663758568448704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=1242663758568448704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/1242663758568448704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/1242663758568448704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/07/boise-wells-fargo-twilight-crit.html' title='Boise Wells Fargo Twilight Crit'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SNfuaDsCFuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WHp_DoKPIbw/s72-c/Boise2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-3762029620994128633</id><published>2008-07-11T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T12:07:49.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain View, AR (Day 2)</title><content type='html'>The beds/futons in the cabin were not that comfy to sleep on, and after a day of crashing and a rough night's sleep I wasn't too eager to start a day of adventure. Judging by the way my neck felt and how wet the grass was outside, I opted out of the morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mtb&lt;/span&gt; ride and decided it would be a great day to check out Blanchard Caverns. I only saw one bat but got to see a lot of bat pooh! This is a picture of the river &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; out the backside of cave, it was 58 degrees but very clear! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-WJ3-WITI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QLPAzzPgw-0/s1600-h/cave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224059189161500978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-WJ3-WITI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QLPAzzPgw-0/s400/cave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking back to the car I could have sworn I walked into a spider &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;web&lt;/span&gt; this big:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-WJ8wCAxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/GzxFfWhm0lk/s1600-h/cav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224059190443639570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-WJ8wCAxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/GzxFfWhm0lk/s400/cav.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the underground expedition, I was ready to go explore more trails on Daisy! This time I thought maybe Steve and I should take the beginner trail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-XcVYZkqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/G_XgZD7NEVI/s1600-h/cav1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224060605804679842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-XcVYZkqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/G_XgZD7NEVI/s400/cav1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beginner trail ended up being not so beginner. There were some parts that were easy but I was on my guard because I did not want anymore crashes! There was a lot of climbing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-Xcoy4UcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1WAf-BSK9eQ/s1600-h/cav3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224060611016020418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-Xcoy4UcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1WAf-BSK9eQ/s400/cav3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-XckM7oDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/becoup-H0ug/s1600-h/cav4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224060609783111730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-XckM7oDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/becoup-H0ug/s400/cav4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and it was worth it to see the view!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was super glad that I didn't crash on this ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-Xc5NnRDI/AAAAAAAAAII/jJlWTkbWp0c/s1600-h/cav2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224060615423116338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-Xc5NnRDI/AAAAAAAAAII/jJlWTkbWp0c/s400/cav2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-3762029620994128633?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3762029620994128633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=3762029620994128633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3762029620994128633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3762029620994128633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/07/mountain-view-ar-day-2.html' title='Mountain View, AR (Day 2)'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-WJ3-WITI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QLPAzzPgw-0/s72-c/cave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-6455652130053471329</id><published>2008-07-10T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T11:40:12.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain View, AR (Day 1)</title><content type='html'>I needed to break in my new hard tail (yellow Yeti named Daisy), so I found the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Syllamo&lt;/span&gt; Trails in Mountain View, AR. Back woods, ya baby! 50+ miles of awesome single track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-QOtIMTrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-V-_KeggFvY/s1600-h/ARroad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224052675079589554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-QOtIMTrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-V-_KeggFvY/s400/ARroad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(TREES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-QNlFr-kI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3y0ar7tAgys/s1600-h/ARday1ride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224052655741729346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-QNlFr-kI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3y0ar7tAgys/s400/ARday1ride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(Getting ready for the ride)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a rough 11 hours drive time, Steve and I pull up to the trail. We decided to ride the 7.3 mile Bald Scrappy Loop. There were dark skies and thunder off in the distance as we started the loop. I was quick to notice that Daisy had a much lower bottom bracket &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;height&lt;/span&gt; than I was use to. The scenery was awesome but the rocks were covered in a slick moss because it had been raining the past few days (weeks?). So I slip over the first technical rocky descent and after a few choice words I am on the ground. A few more light crashes and bobbles later it starts to rain. Hard rain. I didn't mind because I was already completely drenched in sweat and covered in dirt/mud from rolling around on the forest ground. The rain eventually stops but my crashing does not cease. I try to hop over a fallen tree (normally I could do this with ease)but am unsuccessful as my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chain ring&lt;/span&gt; catches it and I am sliding down the mud-slick trail on my belly. Nice. That one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprisingly&lt;/span&gt; did not hurt at all. Back on my bike I get into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rhythm&lt;/span&gt; and start adjusting to Daisy and how she rides. She likes to go fast. So I get comfortable and start talking to Steve, who is ahead of me and hasn't crashed once. I was mentioning how epic the ride was when I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;found&lt;/span&gt; myself laying on the ground again. This was the hardest of my 8+ crashes that day. Apparently my pedal had clipped a rock (again, taking time to adjust to the low BB) and sent me to the ground before I could even realize what was happening. Lucky for me, no major damage was done. Just a little whiplash, and some scrapes and bruises. That was my last crash. We were soon back at the car and I survived possible the longest 7 miles ever! And, I had a blast!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-QNMtgRQI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Sd6U6yfzJPM/s1600-h/ARday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224052649197847810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-QNMtgRQI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Sd6U6yfzJPM/s400/ARday1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(The cabin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-QOPZbhhI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6okCzZ0oqmM/s1600-h/ARphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224052667098826258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-QOPZbhhI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6okCzZ0oqmM/s400/ARphone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(No cell phone reception)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-6455652130053471329?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6455652130053471329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=6455652130053471329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6455652130053471329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6455652130053471329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/07/mountain-view-ar-day-1.html' title='Mountain View, AR (Day 1)'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SH-QOtIMTrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-V-_KeggFvY/s72-c/ARroad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-6687709780911393872</id><published>2008-07-01T08:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:55:01.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WIPEOUT</title><content type='html'>Okay, so here is the reminder. Wipeout is on tonight at 7PM on ABC, you will not be sorry if you watch it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SGpQn2l3nQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/eC_B2YGehQQ/s1600-h/balls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SGpQn2l3nQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/eC_B2YGehQQ/s400/balls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218071763861609730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than waiting for the funniest tv show ever, I am still waiting for my beautiful Yeti frame to arrive. It should be here any day now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I have started my commute successfully 3 days last week. After riding in yesterday (Monday) by back was in a lot of pain from the heavy back pack I have been using. Sooooo, my awesome buddy and personal mechanic, Rick, has orded me the Topeak RX TrunkBag DX! I will get to try that out tomorrow. I can't commute by bike on Tuesdays since I have to get my weekly allergy shots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SGpRtUR-nXI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TtaLyjIwo6I/s1600-h/topeak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SGpRtUR-nXI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TtaLyjIwo6I/s400/topeak.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218072957242219890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend I did the local group ride and got to catch up with my old buddy, Abby, who is home this summer from college. On Sunday I did the University Oaks crit with the boys. I didn't do too good though, my legs are sore from the commute. Pathetic, I know. HaHa. I still was able to chase a few attacks at the beginning...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SGpSfD3W11I/AAAAAAAAAG4/cKDkaC256nY/s1600-h/JenOakcrit%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SGpSfD3W11I/AAAAAAAAAG4/cKDkaC256nY/s400/JenOakcrit%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218073811829053266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-6687709780911393872?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6687709780911393872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=6687709780911393872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6687709780911393872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6687709780911393872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/07/wipeout.html' title='WIPEOUT'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SGpQn2l3nQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/eC_B2YGehQQ/s72-c/balls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-3934355988396150795</id><published>2008-06-25T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T20:47:12.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YESSSSSSSSSSS</title><content type='html'>So, I won the ebay bid for my new mtb frame! YAY. I also commuted today instead of going to the local TT. I am already benefiting from the commute. Things are looking up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SGMRKo4bc7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/dF3lGrV5Xoc/s1600-h/IMG_2571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SGMRKo4bc7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/dF3lGrV5Xoc/s400/IMG_2571.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216031667895628722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-3934355988396150795?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3934355988396150795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=3934355988396150795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3934355988396150795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3934355988396150795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/06/yesssssssssss.html' title='YESSSSSSSSSSS'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SGMRKo4bc7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/dF3lGrV5Xoc/s72-c/IMG_2571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-9207686159132038786</id><published>2008-06-24T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T14:07:01.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SGFh6W2Hu_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/UAKk75ibKy4/s1600-h/YETI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SGFh6W2Hu_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/UAKk75ibKy4/s400/YETI.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215557498664631282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while at work today, I was browsing through the MTB hardtail frames and it was love at first site! keep your fingers crossed for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-9207686159132038786?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/9207686159132038786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=9207686159132038786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/9207686159132038786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/9207686159132038786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-love.html' title='In LOVE'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SGFh6W2Hu_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/UAKk75ibKy4/s72-c/YETI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-8030130919808656657</id><published>2008-06-23T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T06:56:52.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Commute</title><content type='html'>Today I have started my commute to work. Planning on 2 days a week for now, this will add 5 hours to my weekly time on the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://js.mapmyfitness.com/embed/blogview.html?r=c8d4a1217508c838e43b9a41b1d59d42&amp;u=e&amp;t=ride" height="450px" width="550px" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mapmyride.com/route/united-states/tx/san-antonio/778357463590"&gt;commute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mapmyride.com/find-route/united-states/tx/san-antonio"&gt;Find more Commutes in San Antonio, Texas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;!-- MMF PARTNER TOOL --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-8030130919808656657?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8030130919808656657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=8030130919808656657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/8030130919808656657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/8030130919808656657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/06/commute.html' title='Commute'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-4123517851692275256</id><published>2008-06-22T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T06:47:21.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AT&amp;T Austin Crit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SF-o5pKKwHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/W7dSZVSCw8Y/s1600-h/Amli2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215072601772834930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SF-o5pKKwHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/W7dSZVSCw8Y/s400/Amli2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. This past Saturday was the AMLI crit. I raced it last year, the few women that showed up were combined into the Men Cat 3 feild. It was crazy. This year the crit was part of the US CRIT SERIES so there was a Pro women's feild and close to 50 women were registered. The first few laps of the race were good, I was at the front. After about 10 minutes (of 60) I started to get tired and found myself slipping back towards the tail of the group. A few accelerations later, I was off the back and my race was over at a sad 20 minutes... Time to pick up my training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SF-pD4_WnUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/a7pJbNgQipM/s1600-h/AMLI1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215072777821134146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SF-pD4_WnUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/a7pJbNgQipM/s400/AMLI1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SF-o5pKKwHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/W7dSZVSCw8Y/s1600-h/Amli2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-4123517851692275256?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/4123517851692275256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=4123517851692275256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/4123517851692275256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/4123517851692275256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/06/at-austin-crit.html' title='AT&amp;T Austin Crit'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SF-o5pKKwHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/W7dSZVSCw8Y/s72-c/Amli2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-5765015585394540800</id><published>2008-05-26T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T07:06:01.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>State Crit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SF-tTiFnUsI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ubpY2dUFu-o/s1600-h/podium.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SF-tTiFnUsI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ubpY2dUFu-o/s400/podium.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215077444597797570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The State Crit race was this weekend. It was a great weekend for Metro Volkswagon!!! We took home 4 different State Championship jerseys and other high placings! Christian won the Mens P1,2 race, off the front. Men's 4 was also a Victory for Metro Volkswagon. As for the womens' race, I ended up off the front for almost the entire race. I was only able to do that with my wonderful teammate's (Kim, Ashley, Shannon, and Rachel) help. Rachel won the sprint and the women's 3 overall victory. It was a great day to be wearing the Metro VW kit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SF-tgzWNWRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aIkjJbTSPtw/s1600-h/mem5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SF-tgzWNWRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aIkjJbTSPtw/s400/mem5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215077672569100562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-5765015585394540800?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5765015585394540800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=5765015585394540800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/5765015585394540800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/5765015585394540800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/06/state-crit.html' title='State Crit'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SF-tTiFnUsI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ubpY2dUFu-o/s72-c/podium.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-8368108618367102111</id><published>2008-05-04T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T14:23:02.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugarland Crit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SCi065CdxCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GeeP74pFroc/s1600-h/JenPod.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199604693635810338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SCi065CdxCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GeeP74pFroc/s400/JenPod.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my sister got married. I did not get home and into bed until 2 in the morning. I had to decide if I had enough time to take the 104 bobby pins out of my up-do hair style before the race, or if my helmet would fit over it. I managed to get two hours of sleep and then was able to take my hair down in time before I had to leave for the crit. Steve had volunteered to drive me the 3 hours to Sugarland so I was able to take a little nap on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there I started to wake up a little and was excited to see Rachel and Lee. Rachel was warming up on the trailer and I spent my pre-race time searching for a decent bathroom. No warm up for me today. So the race was 60 minutes and pretty flat. I love flat courses so I was pretty positive. One girl got off the front with a junior (women raced with juniors) and stayed off. The rest of the group stayed together but people would get tired and drop from the group. After some attacks and 55 minutes of racing there were 8 girls left in my group. Rachel and I discussed when We would make our move. She is a better sprinter so I was going to lead her out. On the back side of the course I went for it. Around a few technical corners and it was just me and Rachel for the sprint. She came around me for second and I got third. It was beautiful! I love being on METRO VW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-8368108618367102111?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8368108618367102111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=8368108618367102111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/8368108618367102111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/8368108618367102111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/05/sugarland-crit.html' title='Sugarland Crit'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SCi065CdxCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GeeP74pFroc/s72-c/JenPod.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-291406917367383877</id><published>2008-04-13T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:19:59.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VEGAS BABY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SATVaq72HDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/eYLByZUBfPI/s1600-h/PurpleWig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SATVaq72HDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/eYLByZUBfPI/s400/PurpleWig.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189507324816268338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend was my sister's bachelorette party and it was so fun. I learned that what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas because you are too drunk to remember what actually happened! HAHA. I am suprised that we did not gamble at all, it was clubs at night, and sleep at the pool during the day. I came home looking like a cooked lobster! AAAGGGHH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I go to see my new niece, Madilyn! she is soooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SATVoa72HEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/eT_hiSt48Gg/s1600-h/aunties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SATVoa72HEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/eT_hiSt48Gg/s400/aunties.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189507561039469634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-291406917367383877?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/291406917367383877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=291406917367383877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/291406917367383877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/291406917367383877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/04/vegas-baby.html' title='VEGAS BABY!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/SATVaq72HDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/eYLByZUBfPI/s72-c/PurpleWig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-5861724583021864209</id><published>2008-03-30T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:09:24.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Dimas Crit</title><content type='html'>This would be an embarassing day for me. Today was the crit, with many people around to watch. I didn't have anything left in my legs. I lasted maybe ten minutes until the referee's told me my race was over. um, ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-5861724583021864209?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5861724583021864209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=5861724583021864209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/5861724583021864209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/5861724583021864209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/03/san-dimas-crit.html' title='San Dimas Crit'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-8341718758566162220</id><published>2008-03-29T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:06:33.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Dimas Road Race</title><content type='html'>So this morning was the circuit race and the laps were about 8 miles long. We were to do 8 of them. I lasted 2. The begining of the first lap I was feeling great but at the end of the lap there was a hill and I sank like a rock. The second time around we hit the hill and I fell off the back. Guess I have some hill workouts to do. SO I spent the rest of the race in TT mode, trying to keep the gap distance a small as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-8341718758566162220?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8341718758566162220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=8341718758566162220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/8341718758566162220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/8341718758566162220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/03/san-dimas-road-race.html' title='San Dimas Road Race'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-3786454984845644250</id><published>2008-03-28T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:02:50.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Dimas Hill Climb</title><content type='html'>YAY! I am in Cali! I got in late last night and today was the hill climb TT. I wasn't stressed because it was only about 4 miles. I didn't know those 4 miles would last a lifetime though...God did not bless me with a tiny, climber's body so I slowly slothed my way up to the top of the hill. I was not happy when I saw that I only beat a handful of girls. Not good. This is my first National race, other than a cat 3 Sea Otter race 4 years ago. These girls are FAST~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-3786454984845644250?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3786454984845644250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=3786454984845644250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3786454984845644250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3786454984845644250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/03/san-dimas-hill-climb.html' title='San Dimas Hill Climb'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-7939235432553474550</id><published>2008-03-27T08:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T08:27:32.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Britton TT</title><content type='html'>Last night was the first Britton's TT of the year. Out and back, ~15 miles, hilly but not too bad. The wind was blowing hard and I had to try not to get blown too much off the next to non-exsistant shoulder on the road. I ended up doing good but I was a little dissapointed. Not in my performance but because the turn out was much smaller than I anticipated. I know there are many San Antonio peeps with TT bikes, and this is the only local (and FREE) weekly TT. So, what gives? I am thinking it may be because it is the night after the Helotes 2s (maybe we can change it to Thursday?) or it may be because the location has become somewhat dangerous with the construction/traffic. I still got a great work out and hope to see more people out there in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://js.mapmyfitness.com/embed/blogview.html?r=3ad4c6e1d5ce6b89c33f2e072f0418ab&amp;u=e&amp;t=ride" height="700px" width="100%" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mapmyride.com/ride/united-states/tx/san-antonio/354501100"&gt;Britton TT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mapmyride.com/find-ride/united-states/tx/san-antonio"&gt;Find more Bike Rides in San Antonio, Texas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the TT I spent the night pcaking for SAN DIMAS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-7939235432553474550?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7939235432553474550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=7939235432553474550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/7939235432553474550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/7939235432553474550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/03/britton-tt.html' title='Britton TT'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-8068041165185057314</id><published>2008-03-25T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:15:10.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 for 3 on the 2s</title><content type='html'>THIS GAME CHEATS!!! HaHa. No, really, out of the 3 Tuesday Nite Rides that there has been this year the only good one was the first one. The second one I flatted in the mud rain, and this one there was a crash. A bunch of spandex-clad men, too busy fighting for a spot in the draft (was pretty windy), that everyone failed to point out the enormous pot-hole in the road. SO, somebody was bound to hit it. Jeff was ok but his bike would not get him back to his car. Chris, suffered a broken collar bone and would have to be transported back by a nice lady who stopped to render aid. CrAzY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash backward to before the ride... I am at the P&amp;amp;R getting ready to ride out to Helotes when I see a fellow teammate (yet to meet) get out of his car. I am the only VW METRO in SA so I was shocked and excited to see a matching uniform! I got to meet Web, a super cool guy who was in town for business. He was seriuosly strong on the bike and very nice! I hope work brings him back this way someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R-quay9aSEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/iyCcNJC5-hk/s1600-h/MetroVW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182146096622356546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R-quay9aSEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/iyCcNJC5-hk/s400/MetroVW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-8068041165185057314?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8068041165185057314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=8068041165185057314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/8068041165185057314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/8068041165185057314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/03/1-for-3-on-2s.html' title='1 for 3 on the 2s'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R-quay9aSEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/iyCcNJC5-hk/s72-c/MetroVW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-4594508113784536295</id><published>2008-03-22T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T12:57:04.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Bicycle Heaven Ride</title><content type='html'>What a nice day for a ride. It is Easter weekend and there is no local racing so all the bike shop rides are in high attendance. This made for a super fast group ride. I was happy the weather was great because if it hadn't been, I would have turned around at mile 10 and gone home. The ride started out so fast that I had to check the back of my jersey to make sure there was no race number pinned on. Ha! My plan was to go hard and stay in the group as long as possible then just relax because I was planning on doing a longer ride. We ended up doing the long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BH&lt;/span&gt; loop with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rebbecca&lt;/span&gt; Creek road added to it. The total distance was 88 miles (no, I am not a Kilo girl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://js.mapmyfitness.com/embed/blogview.html?r=d0474d350377196bf48cea8f2c1e8e8e&amp;amp;u=e&amp;amp;t=ride" frameborder="0" width="100%" height="700"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mapmyride.com/ride/united-states/tx/san-antonio/188375895"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BH&lt;/span&gt; Long Loop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mapmyride.com/find-ride/united-states/tx/san-antonio"&gt;Find more Bike Rides in San Antonio, Texas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-4594508113784536295?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/4594508113784536295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=4594508113784536295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/4594508113784536295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/4594508113784536295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/03/saturday-bicycle-heaven-ride.html' title='Saturday Bicycle Heaven Ride'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-2583898924223567709</id><published>2008-03-19T08:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T08:20:56.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helotes Tues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was the second Helotes Tuesday Niter of the season. As I leave work to head out to Helotes I notice that it is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt; windy. Once I get to the park and ride I notice the temp. dropping, then on the ride it starts to rain. DIRTY, NASTY RAIN! I looked like I had just finished mud wrestling it was so dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R-EsfBVc40I/AAAAAAAAADk/wNku28OKAjQ/s1600-h/dirtyrain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179469957898756930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R-EsfBVc40I/AAAAAAAAADk/wNku28OKAjQ/s400/dirtyrain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I flat less than 5 miles into the ride but have my trusty wing-man/mechanic with me so he pulls over to change my flat. I would have done it myself but we would have been there for half an hour (slightly exxagerating), versus the 2 minute job that Rick can do. We then book it to see if we can catch back on but the group is no where in sight. BOOOOOO! I am disgruntled because I am out in the cold, dirt rain, wind and without a pack to sheild me from the elements. So we decide to turn around and head back. This is where we spot the injured pit bull laying on the side of the road shivering. He looked so sad and scared. I got off my bike to help the poor doggie but he growled at me so I wasn't about to get too close. A truck pulled up and a couple got out and told me they would help the dog so I got on my bike an headed back to my car.&lt;br /&gt;Such a happy bike riding day for me.&lt;br /&gt;Next week sould be better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R-EsyhVc41I/AAAAAAAAADs/VOi-3HXMPd4/s1600-h/dirtycar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R-EvTBVc43I/AAAAAAAAAD8/vleA__Bj2m4/s1600-h/dirtcar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179473050275210098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R-EvTBVc43I/AAAAAAAAAD8/vleA__Bj2m4/s400/dirtcar1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4368581694866153142-2583898924223567709?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/2583898924223567709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=2583898924223567709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/2583898924223567709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/2583898924223567709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/03/helotes-tues.html' title='Helotes Tues'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R-EsfBVc40I/AAAAAAAAADk/wNku28OKAjQ/s72-c/dirtyrain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-3140792592276202142</id><published>2008-03-16T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T08:22:31.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacko Waco</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Umm&lt;/span&gt;, Waco was not my favorite racing experience. I learned that it is easier to fake being in shape on the road than it is on the trails. I had not raced but one expert mountain bike race in three years and thought that I would be okay to just jump back into it. I was in for a rude awakening as the starter began the race and all the girls took off at top speed. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disappeared&lt;/span&gt; into the trails with them but soon started to panic at the fast pace we were weaving in and out of the trees. After about 15 minutes of slamming my breaks on, then accelerating from an almost dead stop, I was popped. The girls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;disappeared&lt;/span&gt; ahead of me. I was horrified as I thought to myself that I had only gone about 5 miles in a 20 mile race and was already toasted. I would end up finishing the WACO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mtb&lt;/span&gt; race more tired than the 103 mile Rouge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Roubaix&lt;/span&gt;. I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;forgotten&lt;/span&gt; that mountain biking was a whole different kind of pain and my tolerance was pretty low. I did have a blast I loved wearing the MAD DUCK jersey. And Rachel, you ROCKED! I am so proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the part they call "vortex":&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R-Eu0xVc42I/AAAAAAAAAD0/AJrK_UofQF4/s1600-h/vortex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179472530584167266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R-Eu0xVc42I/AAAAAAAAAD0/AJrK_UofQF4/s400/vortex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-3140792592276202142?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3140792592276202142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=3140792592276202142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3140792592276202142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3140792592276202142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/03/wacko-waco.html' title='Wacko Waco'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R-Eu0xVc42I/AAAAAAAAAD0/AJrK_UofQF4/s72-c/vortex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-6650957294698897168</id><published>2008-03-13T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T14:46:01.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Officer Battlefield #0035...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey Mr. Policeman,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you look hot in those tight spandex pants with your knee high boots while you ride around on that motorcycle? Did you get behind on your ticket quota? I find it pretty lame that you hide behind a neighborhood entrance sign and ticket people for "rolling" stop signs. Don't you have better, more important things to do? How many people did you ticket yesterday?? 3 that I witnessed within 15 minutes. I bet you have achieved your limit for the week, so go eat your tacos and enjoy the rest of your lazy week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, you must wait 3 full seconds after your wheels lock before you proceed through the stop sign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R97mgxVc4zI/AAAAAAAAADc/iiTjTN1VCD8/s1600-h/fatcop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178830072196162354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R97mgxVc4zI/AAAAAAAAADc/iiTjTN1VCD8/s400/fatcop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4368581694866153142-6650957294698897168?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6650957294698897168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=6650957294698897168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6650957294698897168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6650957294698897168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/03/officer-battlefield-0035.html' title='Officer Battlefield #0035...'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R97mgxVc4zI/AAAAAAAAADc/iiTjTN1VCD8/s72-c/fatcop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-56943993745886383</id><published>2008-03-12T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T08:56:53.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food of the Week Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R9avpRVc4rI/AAAAAAAAACc/C3s8xHZwT9g/s1600-h/uncrust-straw-200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176517945271837362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R9avpRVc4rI/AAAAAAAAACc/C3s8xHZwT9g/s400/uncrust-straw-200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YumYum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-56943993745886383?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/56943993745886383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=56943993745886383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/56943993745886383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/56943993745886383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/03/best.html' title='Food of the Week Award'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R9avpRVc4rI/AAAAAAAAACc/C3s8xHZwT9g/s72-c/uncrust-straw-200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-8382239799778485685</id><published>2008-03-10T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T08:55:59.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rouge Roubaix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YESSSSS&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!! I admit that I had big doubts about this one, but I survived! Only riding two times the past month, totaling under 75 miles I didn't think I was anywhere near going to race the Rouge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Roubaix&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.rougeroubaix.com/"&gt;http://www.rougeroubaix.com/&lt;/a&gt; , a 104 mile road/dirt road torture fest. After making the 8 hour drive Friday I was ready to stretch my legs out and ride a portion on the course on Saturday. After we ate breakfast, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre-rode&lt;/span&gt; the 3rd dirt section and it was blast! The first hill (big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bertha&lt;/span&gt;) had most of us clipped out and walking. There was a lot of climbing and a few sketchy washed out ruts. I did not know if I would have the energy to complete all 3 dirt sections during the race if they were all like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning was burr-cold, but other than that the weather was great. Shannon, Rachel, Austin, and I raced the "B" race. The rest of the team rode in the "A" race. The first 20 miles went by pretty fast. Rachel and Austin started out in the front of our large group. Shannon and I would soon join them, after a near hit by a flying wood plank and a few exploding water bottle bombs. By the turn onto the first dirt section all four of us were close to the front of the group. Things started to split up a bit on that first section but I was glad that is was relatively flat compared to the section we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pre-rode&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. When the dirt and gravel turned back to pavement I saw Shannon and Austin (and a few other randoms) not far ahead so I joined them for the next 40 miles of road. Once we hit the second dirt section I sank like a rock. I saw Shannon fly up the "mountain" like a billy goat. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fortunately&lt;/span&gt;, others dropped with me so I still had a few riding buddies. Once back on the road I knew the final dirt section was not too far off, but also that it was the hardest of the three. Soon enough I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;unclipped&lt;/span&gt; and marching up the Big Bertha hill. I didn't feel too bad that I was doing the walk of shame because I didn't see anyone else make it up with out walking. I was so tired once I finished that section that I was looking for the finish line. It would not be for another 20+ miles. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;agh&lt;/span&gt;! There was now only two people with me, and I soon watched them ride away from me. I felt like I was going to die, I had to make it though. My odometer was not broken but it seemed like mile 93-98 lasted over an hour. Maybe it did. When I finished I was so happy to see the Metro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;VW&lt;/span&gt; van waiting with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Accelerade&lt;/span&gt; and Pickle Juice. YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the women, Shannon got 3rd, I got 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, and Rachel got 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. All of us in the top 10! YAY! It was a good weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-8382239799778485685?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/8382239799778485685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=8382239799778485685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/8382239799778485685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/8382239799778485685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/03/rouge-roubaix.html' title='Rouge Roubaix'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-1430831301259288144</id><published>2008-03-01T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T08:55:15.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smitten</title><content type='html'>March 1st. What a great day. It was my mom's birthday. It was a Saturday. It was my first ride outdoors since my surgery that I had over a month ago. Even better, it was my first ride on my new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BH&lt;/span&gt; bike. I absolutely loved it! The sweet carbon, compact &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BH&lt;/span&gt; frame flung my fat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bootie&lt;/span&gt; up the hills faster than any of my other bikes ever have. I am stoked! I felt so alive on that bike, I wanted to ride for hours. Too bad my body was ready to quit after 2 hours. I can't believe how much better that bike rides...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-1430831301259288144?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/1430831301259288144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=1430831301259288144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/1430831301259288144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/1430831301259288144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/03/smitten.html' title='Smitten'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-3862889186766414041</id><published>2008-02-25T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T13:17:25.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pace Bend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend I ventured about an hour North of my house, to watch my teammates at the Pace Bend Road Race. It was a great day and my team looked awesome! I do admit that at first I was jealous because I wanted to race too, but I soon relaxed and had a great time being a "feed zone chick". I was proud of all my teammates out there, it was a fast race and there was a lot of carnage, but I think all came out ok. One of the highlights of my weekend was I got to see my new BH bike for the first time and I am so stoked! I can't wait until I can take it for it's first ride. Hopefully I will get cleared to ride from my doctor by this weekend. I was also super glad to see Shannon, since I don't get to see her as much as I'd like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The women's field in Texas has had bad luck so far this year with loads of crashes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R8MvvW4FtZI/AAAAAAAAACM/e_U9U6dPG7k/s1600-h/PaceBendCrash08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171029287792653714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R8MvvW4FtZI/AAAAAAAAACM/e_U9U6dPG7k/s400/PaceBendCrash08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; More than just the women went down:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R8Mv8W4FtaI/AAAAAAAAACU/db6r70O0GWE/s1600-h/PaceBendCras08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171029511130953122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R8Mv8W4FtaI/AAAAAAAAACU/db6r70O0GWE/s400/PaceBendCras08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/4368581694866153142-3862889186766414041?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/3862889186766414041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=3862889186766414041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3862889186766414041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/3862889186766414041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/02/pace-bend.html' title='Pace Bend'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R8MvvW4FtZI/AAAAAAAAACM/e_U9U6dPG7k/s72-c/PaceBendCrash08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-5740981353880534982</id><published>2008-02-19T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T10:30:34.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More bad news</title><content type='html'>I thought I was going to be able to take my road bike out this weekend but my doctor told me "NO WAY" on Friday, at one of my many follow up appointments. He has allowed me to get on the trainer but no outside riding until I start my allergy shots which in in about two weeks! So I spent the weekend on my trainer inside while the sun was out and there was perfect weather. It is going to be hard going to Pace Bend road race this weekend as a spectator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back at work this week and am feeling better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-5740981353880534982?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5740981353880534982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=5740981353880534982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/5740981353880534982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/5740981353880534982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/02/more-bad-news.html' title='More bad news'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-6461204548881929922</id><published>2008-02-13T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:06:31.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurfaced</title><content type='html'>Hello all! Sorry I have not been updating my blog lately but I had sinus surgery and have been totally off the map for a while. I completely underestimated the surgery(s), I thought I would only miss a few days of work and a week of cycling. Boy was I wrong. I have missed more than 2 weeks of work and hope that maybe the doctor will let me start riding this weekend. Keep your fingers crossed! So I ended up having polyps and diseased "fungus balls" infested in all my sinus cavities, a deviated septum, and a petrified salivary gland that needed to be removed. Today I finally feel better, but I am depressed because I learned that I will need to be put on allergy shots, starting out once a week. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so upset that I missed the training camp, I was so looking forward to meeting the rest of my teammates. I was also looking forward to Will's humor and riding with Shannon and Rachel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-6461204548881929922?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6461204548881929922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=6461204548881929922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6461204548881929922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6461204548881929922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/02/resurfaced.html' title='Resurfaced'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-7077515687110442046</id><published>2008-01-27T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T19:53:23.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reagan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is my dog Reagan, begging for food. Isn't she cute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R51Rl7WJORI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_IoEqsJEyUg/s1600-h/IMG_2278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160370460064037138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R51Rl7WJORI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_IoEqsJEyUg/s400/IMG_2278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-7077515687110442046?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7077515687110442046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=7077515687110442046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/7077515687110442046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/7077515687110442046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/01/reagan.html' title='Reagan'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R51Rl7WJORI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_IoEqsJEyUg/s72-c/IMG_2278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-7416813287642632934</id><published>2008-01-27T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T19:48:00.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today I did an easy "recovery" ride and then it was time to help paint my friend's house. I can't believe she actually trusted me with a paint brush! HeeHee&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R51QQrWJOQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7n8ZOeDaDwQ/s1600-h/IMG_2293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160368995480189186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R51QQrWJOQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7n8ZOeDaDwQ/s400/IMG_2293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-7416813287642632934?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7416813287642632934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=7416813287642632934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/7416813287642632934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/7416813287642632934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/01/painting-day.html' title='Painting Day'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R51QQrWJOQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7n8ZOeDaDwQ/s72-c/IMG_2293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-2286545987966174563</id><published>2008-01-27T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T06:37:41.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday---"BOOM-DEAD"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My sister always uses the phrase "boom-dead" when she is tired beyond belief. Today, I used her phrase.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what I was thinking when I promised my friend I would compete in a 25 mile mountain bike race because I had not touched my mountain bike in almost 2 years. So much neglected time on Max and Caddy (the hard tail and full suspension, and yes I name my bikes) had passed that the shifting pods froze up. After a little TLC, I had Caddy ready for her big day, and decided not to test ride her, after all I would get to spend plenty of time with her on the trails during the race. I was excited! Well, after the first 10 miles I had realized that my 45 minute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cyclocross&lt;/span&gt; races had not cut it for the amount of training I needed to do well in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mtb&lt;/span&gt; race. I then remembered I was doing the half-marathon versus the whole one and cheered up a little. I could feel my hands blistering. I loved the down hill rocky drops but dreaded the technical climbs. I didn't have to dismount for any of the tricky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;descents&lt;/span&gt; but had to get off my bike and push/pull/drag up most of the stupid climbs. All in all it was a "tremendous" ride and I fell in love with cross country mountain biking all over again. I ended up getting 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; in my class and the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; overall woman. I was happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, Lance Armstrong was out there, racing his Mountain Bike! &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R6CLpLWJOSI/AAAAAAAAACE/gYnWkpKFpOM/s1600-h/LAcomfort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161278712503154978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R6CLpLWJOSI/AAAAAAAAACE/gYnWkpKFpOM/s400/LAcomfort.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-2286545987966174563?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/2286545987966174563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=2286545987966174563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/2286545987966174563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/2286545987966174563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/01/saturday-boom-dead.html' title='Saturday---&quot;BOOM-DEAD&quot;'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R6CLpLWJOSI/AAAAAAAAACE/gYnWkpKFpOM/s72-c/LAcomfort.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-6212152524384964939</id><published>2008-01-24T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T13:07:33.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gas Prices</title><content type='html'>Okay, gas prices are starting to hurt my checkbook &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooooooo&lt;/span&gt; I am car shopping for something a little more fuel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;efficient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5j9lbWJONI/AAAAAAAAABc/BeH-95AzY0U/s1600-h/car.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5j9x7WJOPI/AAAAAAAAABs/F4zoBe4R8m0/s1600-h/car.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159152407338891506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5j9x7WJOPI/AAAAAAAAABs/F4zoBe4R8m0/s400/car.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blue is my favorite color!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-6212152524384964939?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6212152524384964939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=6212152524384964939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6212152524384964939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6212152524384964939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/01/gas-prices.html' title='Gas Prices'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5j9x7WJOPI/AAAAAAAAABs/F4zoBe4R8m0/s72-c/car.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-6473595548778351140</id><published>2008-01-22T11:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T11:18:11.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Moon Tonight</title><content type='html'>The Tuesday night ride should be fun toinght!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5ZAshxlSMI/AAAAAAAAABI/7X9GhEgWUrI/s1600-h/fullmoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158381556924238018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5ZAshxlSMI/AAAAAAAAABI/7X9GhEgWUrI/s200/fullmoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Moon Rising: The Myth of the Full Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For centuries, mankind has been intrigued by the notion that a full moon which rises tonight drives people to madness, crime, suicide and major crisis.&lt;br /&gt;It's one of the most enduring myths in human history, embedded in popular culture and folklore from Transylvania and the myth of the werewolf to Creedence Clearwater Revival's breakaway 1969 hit, "Bad Moon Rising." The word "lunacy" has its roots in the Latin word for moon.&lt;br /&gt;And like most popular myths, there's a certain logic to it: Earth is about 80 percent water, much like the human body, the theory goes, and if the moon's gravitational pull can effect the ocean tides, can't it also affect a person's body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies have found that cops and hospital workers are among the strongest believers in the notion that more crime and trauma occur on nights when the moon is full. One 1995 University of New Orleans study found that as many as 81 percent of mental health professionals believe the myth. But a growing body of evidence in the last 30 years has all but debunked the notion that nothing good can come from a full moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Copyright © 2008 ABC News Internet Ventures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-6473595548778351140?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/6473595548778351140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=6473595548778351140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6473595548778351140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/6473595548778351140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/01/full-moon-tonight.html' title='Full Moon Tonight'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5ZAshxlSMI/AAAAAAAAABI/7X9GhEgWUrI/s72-c/fullmoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-5525306404604542545</id><published>2008-01-22T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T09:17:10.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend</title><content type='html'>Riding was cold this weekend, maybe not as cold as Dallas, but enough to make me wonder at what temperature does frost bite actually occur. There was no group in Saturday's group ride, just me and a few other people that didn't go race the first local road race of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get back to my house I decide to cut some fabric with this tool that looks like a pizza cutter. Well, I guess my hands were not defrosted yet because I numbly rolled the slicer right over my finger! DARN IT! That was my "Big Ring" shifting finger....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Culprit:___________Th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e Victim:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YfahxlSHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DnQKKcXqJNM/s1600-h/Fcutter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158344963802876018" style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YfahxlSHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DnQKKcXqJNM/s200/Fcutter.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;______ &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YiCxxlSII/AAAAAAAAAAs/SPsYI76BHPs/s1600-h/finger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158347854315866242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YiCxxlSII/AAAAAAAAAAs/SPsYI76BHPs/s200/finger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday would be a better day...yeah right. The sun was out but it was still cold. And windy. Before this ride I never knew which was worse, hills or wind. Well today I have solidified an answer. The wind is no friend of mine. It seems like I head out with a head wind and for the first half of the ride I am happily thinking of the tail wind on the return, but it ALWAYS seems to change half way through the ride. Hills, on the other hand, are a constant. It will always be there, no suprises. You make it up and over the hill and it is done. But the wind will follow you and taunt you, even try to blow you off the road or slap you in the face so hard you are struggling to make it down hill in the small ring. I despise it. So, needless to say, my planned, epic, all day ride turned into a 2 hour fight with my new enemy. Memories of 2007 Walburg RR came back to me vividly.&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KZEP Surveys:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year 85 million neckties are sold and only 6% are actually used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tell over 109,000 lies in a lifetime. Number one is "I'm fine." Number two is "Nice to see you".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-5525306404604542545?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/5525306404604542545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=5525306404604542545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/5525306404604542545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/5525306404604542545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-weekend.html' title='My weekend'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YfahxlSHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DnQKKcXqJNM/s72-c/Fcutter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368581694866153142.post-7763577777049273473</id><published>2008-01-16T13:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T14:11:00.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>State Cyclocross Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R455jBxlSFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RivTxiUlOBI/s1600-h/stcrossrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156192266064578642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R455jBxlSFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RivTxiUlOBI/s200/stcrossrace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday was the Texas State &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cyclocross&lt;/span&gt; race in my hometown, San Antonio. I was excited because there were rumors that some fast girls were going to race. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;, competition! Sure enough, Christina Smith and Mel Black were on the start line with me. 45 minutes sounds pretty easy but I thought I was going to die after 10 minutes. I was trying to stay with the two lead girls and had the power, but my technical skills are next to none so I watched them ride away. Still in a good spot in the standings, I got into a tolerable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rhythm&lt;/span&gt;. That didn't last long though, as I not-so-delicately tried to bunny hop a curb only to pinch flat my rear tire. So by the time I made it to the pit three other girls had passed me. Lucky for me, one of the girls that passed me ended up with a flat as well so I finished in 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday's race was much better except that is was colder. The course was not technical so I was able to get away with 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nonsense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to a recent study, women who have red hair apparantly have a higher tolerance for pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368581694866153142-7763577777049273473?l=fcsjenny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/feeds/7763577777049273473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4368581694866153142&amp;postID=7763577777049273473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/7763577777049273473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368581694866153142/posts/default/7763577777049273473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fcsjenny.blogspot.com/2008/01/state-cyclocross-race.html' title='State Cyclocross Race'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00646544446648129398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R5YnhBxlSLI/AAAAAAAAABA/9rjukevjaSA/S220/jen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__gmhHNFKCdk/R455jBxlSFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RivTxiUlOBI/s72-c/stcrossrace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
