<?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-6754325100340568355</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:10:09.165-08:00</updated><category term='funny'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='Dad'/><category term='Ring'/><category term='proposal'/><category term='Injured'/><category term='Blue Bike'/><category term='elkhorn'/><category term='san diego biking'/><category term='las vegas'/><category term='Derby Days'/><category term='track'/><category term='nlp'/><category term='Dave and Kiana'/><category term='encinitas'/><category term='baking'/><category term='family'/><category term='crit'/><category term='off season'/><category term='mt hood cycling classic'/><category term='racing'/><category term='twisp'/><category term='funny video'/><category term='roof'/><category term='bed'/><category term='training'/><category term='bike fit'/><category term='Top 5'/><category term='Mohawk'/><category term='CenterPlace'/><category term='cross'/><category term='valley of the sun'/><category term='nationals'/><category term='track nats'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='san francisco'/><category term='ti cycles'/><category term='wineskyes'/><category term='west seattle house'/><category term='Sky'/><category term='ballard race'/><category term='flying'/><category term='rain'/><category term='end of the season racing'/><category term='powertap'/><category term='seward park race'/><category term='stage race'/><category term='winter cross training'/><category term='boise'/><category term='training camp'/><category term='methow valley'/><category term='Dr. Jo'/><category term='Josh'/><title type='text'>SkyPilot Cycling</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts &amp; flavors of the moment related to everything within 6 degrees of SkyPilot - cycling, women's cycling, racing, training &amp; other fun stuff for a cat to witness.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-3136732039735457078</id><published>2011-02-18T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T08:04:58.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakthrough</title><content type='html'>Overcoming fear is essential in bike racing. The mind is a powerful machine that shapes the ability to succeed. Whether to will yourself to push harder and grind up a hill when your lungs and legs are screaming to stop and the blood is boiling in your veins or even learning to hold back and be patient for the right time to attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For quite a long time (years) I have developed a pattern of fear based on experiences and negative thoughts that have taken hold and are triggered by sensory feedback when I am descending, cornering or riding fast in a pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't list them all here, but over my years of racing, I have held onto personal experiences with danger and injury as well as internalizing what I have seen or heard happen to my fellow racers. This build up of mental negativity has become a disability for descending and cornering in packs. Willing myself up a hill has been the easy part. My wiring has become a bit backwards to the traditional biker thinking (I only go uphill for the downhill on the other side).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past year or so, I have been more seriously paying attention to the &lt;a href="http://carriecheadle.com/blog/2010/06/23/carpe-the-moment/"&gt;mental aspects of riding and racing&lt;/a&gt;. I've worked with &lt;a href="http://www.carriecheadle.com/"&gt;Carrie Cheadle&lt;/a&gt; on learning to control my flight response by reconditioning my response to the sensations of going fast (feeling the wind; hearing the wind in my ears) as well as working with &lt;a href="http://truebalancetraining.com/"&gt;my coach&lt;/a&gt; on the finer points of technique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was able to successfully focus on the FUN of descending fast and working on NOT defaulting to using my brakes on a fast descent. Coach B was a big part of the success for helping to talk through what to focus on when I feel the fear response coming on. Thinking about a time when it IS fun to go fast and I don't worry about falling...snowboarding! Perfect- while snowboarding, the wind in the face and rush of sound is exhilarating. My mantra for descending has become "skiing fun" when I notice the response coming on and think about what is causing it, I repeat to myself "SKIING FUN" and am able to relish rather than retreat. :-) Small steps, but my speed yesterday on descending Madrona hill was much improved and I forced myself to keep my hands from hovering the brakes most of the way down the hill. Wooo - good feeling. Lots of adrenaline - keeping the focus on the fun. Rewiring the response. That's what it's all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-3136732039735457078?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/3136732039735457078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=3136732039735457078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/3136732039735457078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/3136732039735457078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2011/02/breakthrough.html' title='Breakthrough'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-7266175059957683072</id><published>2010-05-02T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T19:35:28.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flying'/><title type='text'>Fields</title><content type='html'>The engines of the Stinson are loud even with my headset on. I'm sweating slighlty with a hint of fear and I feel blood rushing in my head and behind my eyes. I clench my teeth and the armrest on the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are smiling. We skim over the field not more than 200 feet off the ground. I can't see Dean's plane, but you call out to him over the radio and make a joke. You turn the nose of the Stinson lower and we drop a few more feet as the field falls away from us into a gully. Gaining airspeed until the field rolls back up and the engines roar even louder. We are lower than any tree top would be if there were trees in the fields. We climb with the field and shoot over the top of the gentle Palouse hill lined with a fence and Dean is flying level and perpendicular to us just as we crest. It takes your breath away just a bit as you tense and become much more focused on powering the Stinson up, up, up. We climb over the hill, over the field, over the fence and rocket over Dean's plane. The radio is silent and then you break out in a great "Whooopie!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh my relief. We look at eachother and you are laughing outloud. You look forward and continue laughing into the radio, "Hey, Dean. We gotcha." Dean responds something back and we laugh. The adrenaline release is starting to flush us both. Slight panic starts to trickle back in my stomach and you bank and turn the plane back to find Dean for some more play, but with a little more caution. I am able to quelch the racing of my heart knowing that you are a skilled pilot and know the Stinson's capabilities well. But you still enjoy pushing the limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, after I have put up a bit of protest, you tilt the plane back and we bend over the sky towards home. The gray sky parts slightly to the southwest of us and I can crane my neck to see the setting sun burning a bright orange red over the horizon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-7266175059957683072?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/7266175059957683072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=7266175059957683072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/7266175059957683072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/7266175059957683072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2010/05/fields.html' title='Fields'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-5768121939255464706</id><published>2009-01-20T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T06:45:16.580-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='west seattle house'/><title type='text'>Cute House</title><content type='html'>The cutest little house in West Seattle is (fingers crossed) going to be for sale! Josh has been working for the past several days on cleaning up the bathroom, re-grouting &amp;amp; now re-caulking the tile. He also spent 2 hours cleaning the tile in the kitchen. I've been getting rid of dust bunnies, cleaning cabinets, touching up paint &amp;amp; washing the blinds. When the bathroom is done, I'll be repainting in there, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a great house for us not too far from where we are now that we are excited to put an offer on. Both of us are a little more reserved this time, since offers have not gone so well in the past. There was the 50's style house on 37th with a huge deck &amp;amp; awesome view of the sound that the owner did not want to sell on contingency. Then there was the totally remodeled home in Belvediere that they listed under priced so they could drive up offers. Anyway, there are some issues with the current house we are looking at, which may steer others away - then there is the whole economy &amp;amp; financial crisis that may leave people on the fence too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are hopefully optimistic at this point. If it doesn't work out, there is an older home in Alki that would fit our needs - just the older layout &amp;amp; needs a new roof, chimney work, old window panes replaced &amp;amp; some exterior paint redone and finishing the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If those don't work out at all, then the cutest little house in West Seattle will be all sparkly clean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-5768121939255464706?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/5768121939255464706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=5768121939255464706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/5768121939255464706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/5768121939255464706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2009/01/cute-house.html' title='Cute House'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-4403801775139758852</id><published>2008-12-18T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:41:39.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szIBVeaWisg/SUrRnvMyvRI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rdKEfnA5Snk/s1600-h/DSC01157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szIBVeaWisg/SUrRnvMyvRI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rdKEfnA5Snk/s320/DSC01157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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Dad's house while he was home between surgeries in Houston &amp;amp; going back down for radiation/chemo. When he had first gotten home, the day after he passed out and hit the wall with his head since he was dehydrated from travel &amp;amp; anemic from loss of blood from 3 surgeries in 2 months. He was not supposed to pass out or hit his head after having his head opened up for surgery on his sinus through his brain cavity. Not so good! He started running a temp after that &amp;amp; Aunt Missy took him to the ER at Deaconess, but they did not have a bed for him, so he finally got transferred to Sacred Heart where they kept him longer than he would have liked. Finally, he was back home, but needed someone with him while mom was at work for pulling things together for the year end &amp;amp; meeting with CPA. I came over on Monday and he was still pretty weak. It was kind of shocking to see him so weak. Uncle Jim was there and then left &amp;amp; Dad &amp;amp; I finished watching a movie he had started &amp;amp; I worked on my laptop. An employee came to visit him who had lost his mom to brain cancer .Then mom came home and made Dad a steak since he had really been wanting a steak since he got home. :) Mom &amp;amp; I had left overs from Aunt Julie's dinner the night before &amp;amp; it was so yummy! She is an amazing cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Dad was pretty owly, but he wanted to get out, so we went to coffee at the Skyway cafe at Felts Field and met up with some of his friends, we then went to a machine shop that does the truck beds for the company &amp;amp; chatted with the father &amp;amp; son who run that. The son's name is Stacy, then Dad was getting weak. He brought an ensure with him &amp;amp; had that &amp;amp; we drove home and I made him lunch &amp;amp; gave him his iron &amp;amp; vitamin C pills, then I went back to work in the living room on the laptop. Later in the afternoon, we went for a walk. He took his cane &amp;amp; Dinky came with us. Dinky was so excited to get out &amp;amp; walk with Dad. He kept running ahead &amp;amp; running all over. Dad was only going to walk to the cul-de-sac, but we walked all the way down to Morris &amp;amp; back pretty slow, then he rested awhile &amp;amp; I went back to working on the lap top. David &amp;amp; Kiana came over to visit at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Dad was in a better mood. After a getting some work done, we went out again and stopped by Action Auto where his friend Bob works, but Bob was out running errands so we chatted with someone else there. Then we stopped by Spokane Rock Products and Dad talked with some guys there for a bit before we went to Winkler's Trucking where Dad &amp;amp; I talked to Brian W for a while. We were out for quite a bit &amp;amp; Dad did well with his Ensure snack for energy. :) When we got home, he watched a movie &amp;amp; I went back to work. We went for another walk later in the day &amp;amp; Dad was moving much faster &amp;amp; we walked farther too. He was howling at Aunt Julie's dog who was barking at us from a distance by the end of our walk. Aunt Kathy &amp;amp; Uncle John brought over a 9 pound lasagna with fixings. Yum! We chatted with them while the dinner was cooking. I went to the gym after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning the next day, Dad slept in a bit more. He started watching a movie while I worked, then Aunt Kathy W., Jennifer, Grandma &amp;amp; Patty came to take him to lunch at Western Concrete. He was out for quite awhile, but his energy was getting much better. When he got back, he went back to watching the movie &amp;amp; resting. I had to work on a report, so we didn't get to do our walk before it got dark. In the evening, I decided to head out since bad weather was coming in the next day. It was hard to say good bye to Dad &amp;amp; I gave him a tearful hug goodbye &amp;amp; he kissed my hand &amp;amp; asked me to go to church on Christmas for him. I said I would do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some quotes from Dad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"it's my $100,000 hair cut."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"You wake up in the morning &amp;amp; say well, I don’t feel like I’m dying today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"Live hard &amp;amp; die young"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“One day you’re a walking talking fire breathing human being and the next day some one hits you with a hammer.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yolanda was my charge nurse. She was a big black lady. She was real nice. They had me read and sign all the list of things I can’t do and made Linda read and sign that she read &amp;amp; understood everything as a witness. When they got the meat rack wheel chair to take me out and I was sitting there at the door, I said “Yolanda, come here I’ve got something to tell ya.” When she came over I said, “You know when I was 5 years old, my mother beat me 20 times a day because I wouldn’t do what mommy said and I haven’t changed much.” She laughed and before I left she gave me a hug."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is my daughter, Carrie, she’s here babysitting me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-1146816407976714979?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/1146816407976714979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=1146816407976714979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/1146816407976714979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/1146816407976714979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2008/12/visiting-dad.html' title='Visiting Dad'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-9063747291182419493</id><published>2008-11-06T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:03:21.252-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><title type='text'>Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My Mom says my dad has a triple A type personality. He’s a guy who is tough to keep up with or keep down. Born the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; child of 7 to a ranching turned construction family, he grew up always working hard and became a raucous young man. When my grandfather started the family’s construction business, my dad started helping out when he was 16. My dad worked &amp;amp; paid his way through 2 years of college, but dropped out after meeting &amp;amp; marrying my mom. He did though pay for my Aunt to attend music college since piano &amp;amp; music was her passion. When my dad met my mom, he was into muscle cars &amp;amp; fixing them up. He was also into racing stock cars. I don’t think my mom ever thought that my dad would continue to race stock cars with a family, but my dad raced cars, getting better &amp;amp; better each year &amp;amp; harder and harder to beat, until I was 10, my brother was 8 &amp;amp; my sister 7. When dad was not working in the field on a job site, he was in the shop or on the phone getting crews lined up for the next day’s or week’s work. Outside of the race season, it was also the slow time of year for construction, Dad would spend lots of time with us sledding &amp;amp; pulling us up the sled hill behind a snowmobile. It was the time of year we got to goof off with him. Even when he was so busy with racing &amp;amp; work, I loved every minute of it. I loved to smell the mix of grease, dirt &amp;amp; sweat when he would come in for dinner. I loved going out to the shop to tell him he had a work phone call. I loved the family camping trips around the region with the stock car in tow to watch dad race &amp;amp; we’d all lose our voices screaming at the top of our lungs for him to win. Through the years, dad racked up many wins, series wins, trophy dash trophies, thrilling tales, late nights and heart ache from disagreements with Mom on the amount of money going into the stock car.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I was 10, my grandfather, my dad’s dad, died in a small plane crash. He had been training another pilot on search &amp;amp; rescue tactics during a search &amp;amp; rescue effort for another downed plane. The other pilot’s plane had a major mechanical engine failure. They both perished in the Cascade Mountains in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Washington&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; in September of 1990. My grandpa had built a private airstrip on the land my grandparents used to raise cattle on. When I was 2 he became a pilot. He had gone on to become the President of the inland northwest chapter of the Washington Pilots Association. With his death, my dad gave up any &amp;amp; all aspirations of racing stock cars ever again. He instead threw all of his energy into getting his pilots license. In January of 1991, my dad became a certified private pilot with Visual Flight Rating (you can only fly in weather when you can see the ground). We loaded up as a family &amp;amp; set off on what was to be the first of many family adventure/vacations in the Cessna Turbo Charged 210.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My dad did many things with his new found passion. He went on to become the vice president &amp;amp; then president of the inland northwest chapter of the Washington Pilots Association (my brother &amp;amp; sister &amp;amp; I all got to help fold, stuff &amp;amp; stamp newsletters to members). Dad also became a volunteer for search &amp;amp; rescue flights. I don’t think he ever turned down when the call came out that someone was missing or a beacon was going off. Dad also became quite the bush pilot &amp;amp; we spent almost every weekend in the summer time flying into a wilderness airstrip for camping &amp;amp; hiking in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Idaho&lt;/st1:State&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Washington&lt;/st1:State&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Montana&lt;/st1:State&gt;, but mostly in the Frank Church wilderness area in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Idaho&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;. Dad also became an advocate for private pilot use of wilderness airstrips to maintain the public’s ability to access nature &amp;amp; the wilderness areas. He also advocated for responsible use among pilots &amp;amp; other users of the wilderness areas. Dad volunteered annually to organize &amp;amp; fly a group of kids from an orphanage in our town into the wilderness to allow them to experience the beauty of the wilderness areas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At work, my dad appreciates hard working people, but has a soft spot for people down on their luck. He is always willing to give (almost) anyone a second chance if they can show they are willing to work hard. It’s pretty common for them to employ people with criminal records, prison work release inmates, former drug addicts and alcoholics. Dad tries not to get too involved in their personal lives, but some of the people have now worked for the company for over 30 years &amp;amp; have become dear friends. Some of the people who needed a second chance had young kids at home or with their ex’s that needed support. Dad needed people willing to work hard. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway, that is a just the tiniest bit about my dad. To fill in a few more details, the guy is 6’4” 230 (now – used to be 210), a big social butterfly, a straight talking son of a gun, the most intelligent person I know, a royal pain in the butt, a “crude dude”, a big lovable Dad and my hero from day one. He’s fearless and always has been. He’s always looking for some way to make things better, to go faster or farther without limits. He took up rebuilding old rotted out wood boats in the winter time for something to do. My parent’s now have a big Chris Craft they keep on the coast that he completely rebuilt, rewired &amp;amp; revarnished. He did all the electrical &amp;amp; engine work himself. His latest boat project involves making his own jig &amp;amp; steaming new ribs in the middle of the winter with a home-made stove pipe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-9063747291182419493?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/9063747291182419493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=9063747291182419493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/9063747291182419493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/9063747291182419493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2008/11/dad.html' title='Dad'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-963600595229973626</id><published>2008-09-10T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:50:43.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny video'/><title type='text'>Benny Lava</title><content type='html'>Check out this crazy &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sdyC1BrQd6g&amp;amp;feature=email"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-963600595229973626?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/963600595229973626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=963600595229973626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/963600595229973626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/963600595229973626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2008/09/benny-lava.html' title='Benny Lava'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-1803328840292954755</id><published>2008-08-15T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T07:57:14.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end of the season racing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><title type='text'>It's about that time again</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ok – back to it. Been away from the blog for quite some time now; thought it would be good to keep it going. It’s Friday &amp;amp; sunny &amp;amp; hot in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Seattle&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; today. Luv it. I don’t enjoy the smog since it inflames the tissues in my lungs &amp;amp; gives me squeezy breathing, but I just throw my mask on &amp;amp; call it good.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;This weekend, taking Hailee Rae shopping for flower girl dress. Should be fun. Racing on Sunday at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;North&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Shore&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; circuit race. Been riding hills in prep for that. Legs are feeling a bit toasty after last night’s workout &amp;amp; tough last 12 days of training, but have 2 days to recover before the race. Feeling much stronger since July. Finally came around after being really sick/overtrained &amp;amp; then recovering from all of that. Can finally go hard in workouts &amp;amp; lay the power down without totally blowing up &amp;amp; having to recover. Good stuff. Track has given me a little bit of a kick too.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; Next weekend, is birthday/wedding shower/bach’lette partay/10 year high school reunion. Not sure what else could possibly be happening that day. Well, going to try to get in a good ride so I don’t go crazy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-1803328840292954755?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/1803328840292954755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=1803328840292954755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/1803328840292954755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/1803328840292954755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-about-that-time-again.html' title='It&apos;s about that time again'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-4102330479841817733</id><published>2008-03-12T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:18:10.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end of the season racing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sky'/><title type='text'>5 Top 5's</title><content type='html'>Top 5 Things I Miss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My Family&lt;br /&gt;2. The Bus&lt;br /&gt;3. Any and All Social Cues&lt;br /&gt;4. Hot Summer Days&lt;br /&gt;5. My So Called Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Things Sky Loves:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleep&lt;br /&gt;2. Pets&lt;br /&gt;3. Food&lt;br /&gt;4. Laser Light&lt;br /&gt;5. Her Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Suggested Phrases to Avoid at Work:&lt;br /&gt;1. You're not stupid, just dump.&lt;br /&gt;2. A Monkey could lead a better meeting.&lt;br /&gt;3. Revenue, Schmevenue.&lt;br /&gt;4. What hole of yours did that idea come out of?&lt;br /&gt;5. Fucking hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Things about Racing:&lt;br /&gt;1. Matching Booties.&lt;br /&gt;2. Winning.&lt;br /&gt;3. Speed.&lt;br /&gt;4. Smiling through the pain.&lt;br /&gt;5. Rubbing handlebars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Advice:&lt;br /&gt;1. Get over it.&lt;br /&gt;2. Think of people being naked.&lt;br /&gt;3. Spend as much $ on a wedding as it will cost.&lt;br /&gt;4. Ride a bike.&lt;br /&gt;5. Ride a bike more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-4102330479841817733?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/4102330479841817733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=4102330479841817733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/4102330479841817733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/4102330479841817733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2008/03/5-top-5s.html' title='5 Top 5&apos;s'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-6951404658237657544</id><published>2008-02-27T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T07:11:12.393-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racing'/><title type='text'>Coming Back</title><content type='html'>Valley of the Sun was not the best experience. When I got back the Monday after traveling, I found out I had bronchitis, which I had expected given my lack of lung capacity &amp;amp; incessant cough. Anyway, I was stubborn enough to go down there &amp;amp; met some great teammates in the Phoenix area. We stayed with Jacqui &amp;amp; Jeff Lockwood who have the best bike spread ever! 29 bikes in their garage, massage tables &amp;amp; foam rollers inside, great food all the time - it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were there, the weather was not great &amp;amp; Jacqui kept apologizing for the weather &amp;amp; calling the race Valley of the Cloud. On Saturday, it was drizzling &amp;amp; chilly for the 20K TT (perfect for bronchitis). I managed to have a decent first 20 min of my TT, but then my lungs caught up with me. The next day I did not fare so well in 60 mile RR. It was pretty miserable. I was coughing on the bike &amp;amp; loosing my mind from fatigue since I was not sleeping at night due to incessant coughing. I finished the race, but they missed me in the results. I really did not care &amp;amp; did not start the stage the next day. I did get an earlier flight back to Seattle. Southwest airlines decided they did not like my new bike, so they broke the fork while in transit. I've been waiting for my new fork to come in to replace it &amp;amp; fix so I can ride the BLUE sponsor bike again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Seattle, I got some antibiotics from a Dr. &amp;amp; started on the healing process. I was able to ride both days last week &amp;amp; get away with doing some 12 min sub-threshold intervals yesterday. I have to remind myself to take it easy, but I really want to follow my plan to get back on track for Redlands. I am planning on doing the Ice Breaker TT this weekend. Hopefully, that will be a good test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, Erica visited from SF. It was so nice to spend time with her! She brought some sample paper for ideas of invitations she is going to make for Josh &amp;amp; I for the wedding. We went dress shopping on Saturday with Liz &amp;amp; Josh's mom, Sue. They were a terrific crowd to take dress shopping. I was a little uncomfortable at first, but we got the ball rolling &amp;amp; ripped through so many dresses in 1 hour narrowing it down as we went. By the end, I had my dress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-6951404658237657544?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/6951404658237657544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=6951404658237657544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6951404658237657544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6951404658237657544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2008/02/coming-back.html' title='Coming Back'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-7875064938011286821</id><published>2008-02-13T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T21:35:20.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough, Cough, Hack, Hack</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving for Phoenix tomorrow. ITB is feeling much better after following good advice from R miller to spend quality time with foam roller &amp;amp; alternate heat &amp;amp; ice to loosen things up. I have turned a corner &amp;amp; starting to get over my sickness, but still coughing. Probably not a great idea to travel &amp;amp; race, but it's all set up, I feel I must. Here I go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-7875064938011286821?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/7875064938011286821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=7875064938011286821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/7875064938011286821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/7875064938011286821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2008/02/cough-cough-hack-hack.html' title='Cough, Cough, Hack, Hack'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-2473044034904282198</id><published>2008-02-13T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T21:27:19.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ring'/><title type='text'>New Bike, New Bling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R7POe3EkN-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Pp8_19bZowA/s1600-h/Carrie%27s+Blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R7POe3EkN-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Pp8_19bZowA/s320/Carrie%27s+Blue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166700227098589154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The team bike for Team Kenda Tire - Blue NX7 with SRAM force, Thomson Masterpiece seatpost &amp;amp; stem, Zipp 404 wheels &amp;amp; Terry Saddle. :) Only 2 rides so far &amp;amp; already this is my little pocket rocket. And yes, I will get the steerer tube cleaned up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R7PPBnEkN_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Xz351S_Sr9o/s1600-h/Carrie%27s+ring+in+box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R7PPBnEkN_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Xz351S_Sr9o/s320/Carrie%27s+ring+in+box.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166700824099043314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Custom made white gold ring with diamond &amp;amp; fire diamond accents by Lezlie Jane in Seattle, WA. Already, I had to go 4.5 days without it to get it resized &amp;amp; my little finger felt naked. But we're good to go now. Ain't she purrr-ty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R7PQknEkOAI/AAAAAAAAALA/cN5P8qJrais/s1600-h/Sky+curl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R7PQknEkOAI/AAAAAAAAALA/cN5P8qJrais/s320/Sky+curl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166702524906092546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SKY BABY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-2473044034904282198?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/2473044034904282198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=2473044034904282198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/2473044034904282198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/2473044034904282198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-bike-new-bling.html' title='New Bike, New Bling'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R7POe3EkN-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Pp8_19bZowA/s72-c/Carrie%27s+Blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-179643825153740008</id><published>2008-02-10T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T19:31:26.795-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CenterPlace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valley of the sun'/><title type='text'>Biker Down</title><content type='html'>This past week, I have been injured &amp;amp; sick - not a good combination for me, but I know I'll get through it. At least, I've had wedding planning &amp;amp; spending time with Josh before he left to go to Boston for work (he left this AM) to keep my mind off of it. But being sick just kind of wrecks everything. You run out of energy so quick &amp;amp; when you think you're doing better &amp;amp; try to push it, you get knocked right down again. Sometimes I can "train through it", but not this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, after 3 days of straight taking it easy &amp;amp; lots of soup, water, tea, and emergen-C, I think I am starting to turn the corner. Now, if I can take it easy for another 48 hours, I should be golden...right before I leave for Valley of the Sun stage race in Phoenix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had plenty of time to get the TT bike set up &amp;amp; my new Blue bike (but I still need to have the right seat post overnighted to me - oops). It's better than freaking out the night before while trying to pack &amp;amp; not having things set up the way I want. It's just that after I've mounted a cradle for my power tap on the TT bike, then I have to go lie down for 20 minutes before I can do anything else. Oh man...doing a stage race in 4 days should be interesting - at least it's early in the season - just a little warm up race, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about being sick is that it forced me to lighten up on the training which has allowed my ITB to loosen up. It got pretty tight at training camp from having saddle adjusted a little off. Totally my fault for not checking the measurements exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...my mom helped Josh &amp;amp; I find a location for our wedding. We are all set at CenterPlace in the Spokane Valley on September 28th. It's kind of fun checking out caterers &amp;amp; cakes &amp;amp; florists - I've been doing it online and over the phone, but it's still fun. I am kind of dreading going dress shopping. It just kind of seems like a big deal for a dress. My mom &amp;amp; dad are bringing my Grandma Helen's wedding dress over in a couple weeks. I really want it to fit. Then I would not have to go dress shopping! :) More importantly, it has a lot of sentimental value. It was worn by Grandma &amp;amp;  my Aunt Suzie. I was the flower girl in Aunt Suzie's wedding, so I think it would just be a cool thing to wear the dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just dawned on me a few days ago that Sept. 28th will be the 18th anniversary of my Grandpa Tom's death. Since he cannot be there in living person, I hope our wedding will be a way of honoring him. It's really hard to think that it has been so long since the night he left to coach another man on flight search &amp;amp; rescue &amp;amp; he did not come home. I guess some wounds never heal. At least, I know we will both be very thankful to be surrounded by our family &amp;amp; friends on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - whew - all this typing has really taken it out of me...nap time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-179643825153740008?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/179643825153740008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=179643825153740008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/179643825153740008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/179643825153740008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2008/02/biker-down.html' title='Biker Down'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-1551725454321952841</id><published>2008-02-02T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T20:47:56.929-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san diego biking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encinitas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proposal'/><title type='text'>The Latest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R6VFh2ylL3I/AAAAAAAAAJg/r5aEivytXOg/s1600-h/Feb+2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R6VFh2ylL3I/AAAAAAAAAJg/r5aEivytXOg/s200/Feb+2008+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162608995795808114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, time to post again. :) After some heavy weeks of training &amp;amp; work &amp;amp; getting ready for training camp, there was very little time the past few weeks to post - but had to make time now, since I have big news to share: Josh &amp;amp; I are engaged! Yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left for San Diego on Saturday, Jan 26th, 2008 for the Team Kenda Tire team camp. We stayed in an awesome house with mission style decor &amp;amp; garden area with an extra guest house on the property. It was a great week of riding. The first day, we met up with Deanna, a former Kenda Tire rider from DC who is now living in San Diego with her husband &amp;amp; 2 young sons. She is so incredibly warm &amp;amp; friendly. She showed us an awesome route through Rancho Santa Fe, the 2nd richest 'hood in the world. After that ride, some of us went longer up the 101 HWY to Oceanside. I somehow got separated from the group at what I thought was a bathroom stop &amp;amp; had to find my own way home, which took a little longer than I had expected.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On Monday, we packed the bikes &amp;amp; drove about an hour inland to a small town to climb Palomar &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R6VF6GylL4I/AAAAAAAAAJo/AuyUFvVxtxg/s1600-h/Feb+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R6VF6GylL4I/AAAAAAAAAJo/AuyUFvVxtxg/s200/Feb+2008+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162609412407635842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mtn (about 7% for 15 miles or so). I thought I was having a crappy day on the bike since I couldn't hang onto the wheels of "non-climbers." Turns out my brakes were rubbing the whole way up - not good! Anyway, we ran into un-passable snow at 5000ft &amp;amp; had to descent through freezing rain. A few of us were very near hypothermia &amp;amp; we had to stop &amp;amp; warm up a few times while coming down the Mtn. Eventually, we called the team director, Paul, back at the vans to come &amp;amp; round us up - it wasn't worth it with all the riding we had yet to do the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was an awesome 85 mile ride inland through lots of rolling hills. On our way back into town though we had some people not so happy with our presence &amp;amp; had lots of buzzes &amp;amp; a red bull flung at us.  Paul followed us most of the day in the mini-van, but we all forgot to put extra bottles in, so it was a rehydrate fest when we got home. Paul treated us to Sushi this night.  A few of us were brave enough to try "monkey balls" (tempera mushrooms stuffed with shrimp &amp;amp; salmon with rice noodles on them), but were surprised when they came to the table with wispy noodles waving in the wind - they move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R6VGgGylL5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/e8-ZU9EQxn4/s1600-h/Feb+2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R6VGgGylL5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/e8-ZU9EQxn4/s200/Feb+2008+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162610065242664850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was supposed to be an "easy" day, but it ended up being a group ride for 40 miles over rolling terrain. No one was prepared for the 3 hour ride time, so we were famished when we got home. This is the day we discovered Pannikan coffee house. Amazing coffee and baked goods. I devoured my blue berry banana nut muffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was another climbing day. A few of us drove out to Ramona, CA &amp;amp; climbed 22 miles Julian, which also had snow at 4200 ft. The climbing this day was more gradual most of the time with shorter steep sections, but we had a great tail wind going up the mountain. It was raining, hailing &amp;amp; sleeting on us as we climbed. Paul had extra clothes in the van behind us, so when it came time to come down, we had some warm dry stuff to put on for the way down.  I had an awesome day climbing this day - redeemed myself from Monday. I got frigging cold on the way down &amp;amp; opted to climb in the van. By this time, many of the girls were starting to get sick &amp;amp; I didn't want to take any chances by getting too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a total easy day. 1 hour 12 mph avg ride &amp;amp; a 3 hour nap - nice. Great afternoon for a little walk on the beach.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R6VG-WylL6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Y08McWB-s3Q/s1600-h/Feb+2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R6VG-WylL6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Y08McWB-s3Q/s200/Feb+2008+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162610584933707682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a CRAZY group ride with the Swami's team. There were over 100 people screaming through town on arterials &amp;amp; backroads, flying up hills &amp;amp; screaming down twisty descents..It was like being in a men's race- except no rolling enclosure. Most of the other girls were not too keen on this group ride, but I figured it was safer up front &amp;amp; less risk of getting nipped by a passing car in the middle - so I had a blast mixing it up. I was 1 or 2 women in the whole group to make it into the lead pack at the end of the ride. Such a killer ride! I was on a total high when I got home...and tired. I took a shower &amp;amp; laid down for a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After slipping into a deep sleep &amp;amp; starting to dream - I had been having vivid dreams all week - someone poked me on the arm. I flipped off my eye-mask &amp;amp; removed the pillow that I sleep with over my head to see...Josh standing over me. I couldn't believe it &amp;amp; thought I was still dreaming. I jumped up &amp;amp; gave him a big hug &amp;amp; asked him what he was doing there. He said he had missed me &amp;amp; came to see me &amp;amp; would I like to go for a walk on the beach? I couldn't figure out how he knew where we were staying &amp;amp; how he found it. He finally let me know that he had contacted Paul from the team &amp;amp; he referred him to Kristen, the team captain, who secretly helped him find me &amp;amp; the perfect time to come by.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R6VEZ2ylL1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vzoyPJVfeck/s1600-h/Feb+2008+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R6VEZ2ylL1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vzoyPJVfeck/s200/Feb+2008+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162607758845226834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down to the beach on a gorgeous sunny day &amp;amp; walked for awhile. Finally, Josh handed me a pretty ring - designed for my "active" life - &amp;amp; proposed. Awwwww...so sweet. I said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh had a hotel &amp;amp; dinner reservations already booked in La Jolla, so we went home &amp;amp; packed up. On the way back to the house I called my parents in a total daze to fill them in. They were exuberant. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Jolla was wonderful. Josh's mom &amp;amp; cousin had helped him pick out clothes, shoes &amp;amp; jewelry for him to take with him for me to wear to dinner. Oh man - I couldn't believe everything that went into this proposal. He did a great job of sweeping me off my feet.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R6VE1WylL2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/1tNXTFSYrE0/s1600-h/Feb+2008+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R6VE1WylL2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/1tNXTFSYrE0/s200/Feb+2008+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162608231291629410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In La Jolla, we had a little snack on some rocks over looking the beach &amp;amp; then a nap at the hotel before getting ready for dinner. Dinner was fantastic with yummy wine &amp;amp; desert &amp;amp; COFFEE. After dinner at George's, we changed clothes &amp;amp; walked around town in pouring rain (CA was having crazy stormy wet weather) going into art galleries &amp;amp; being cute together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we both flew home. It was so nice to be home after an amazing &amp;amp; fulfilling week of training &amp;amp; the whole proposal thing. :) Sky was freaked out when we got home. She was sooo happy to see us that she could not decide if she wanted to be inside or outside or in or out the back or front door &amp;amp; she meowed incessantly. That is either her way of punishing us or showing excitement. She also did her typical Sky maneuvers of drooling while being pet &amp;amp; sitting with her left paw raised up like a little Sky statue while drooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-1551725454321952841?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/1551725454321952841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=1551725454321952841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/1551725454321952841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/1551725454321952841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2008/02/latest.html' title='The Latest'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/R6VFh2ylL3I/AAAAAAAAAJg/r5aEivytXOg/s72-c/Feb+2008+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-4251086735469829262</id><published>2008-01-16T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T13:02:40.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky Video</title><content type='html'>Sky's Christmas present was a new toy - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hFjls_rCmwM"&gt;check it ou&lt;/a&gt;t.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-4251086735469829262?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/4251086735469829262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=4251086735469829262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/4251086735469829262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/4251086735469829262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2008/01/sky-video.html' title='Sky Video'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-1483060621845413310</id><published>2007-12-19T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T14:05:31.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1582193494"&gt;Elves, say "Merry Christmas!"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-1483060621845413310?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/1483060621845413310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=1483060621845413310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/1483060621845413310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/1483060621845413310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/12/holiday-greetings.html' title='Holiday Greetings'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-613052869836617747</id><published>2007-12-13T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T21:00:33.313-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter cross training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nlp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roof'/><title type='text'>Klaus, Cross Training &amp; Roof</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yuSrsGzhD9U&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Lightning is striking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power tap came back - all good to go - shiny brand new. Good, good. The power is slightly lower than reported pre-powertap fix, but at least it's more consistent now. Still, it'd be nice once in awhile to see it a little higher. :) Oh well, I'm spending a lot of time cross training. I have been swimming 1x week which is so great. I have loved swimming since I can remember. It's great to get in the pool consistently &amp;amp; feel the improvements in breathing, stroke &amp;amp; feeling long &amp;amp; lean in the pool. With swimming, it's really easy to get into a rhythm &amp;amp; let the rhythm pass the time away. Plus, being in the water is just relaxing &amp;amp; very freeing. Last weekend, I tried skate skiing for the first time with the help of some great instruction by Tim Becker. He was part of a volunteer crew that put on a clinic day in conjunction with Marmot ski demos. So awesome. I fell in love with skate skiing right away. I hardly took a break for lunch &amp;amp; didn't stop until I was falling down &amp;amp; almost hurting myself 4 hours later - then I switched to classic. :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy. At least I'm having fun! Speaking of fun - little miss priss (my sister) is going to Costa Rica for Christmas! She &amp;amp; her friends from work all got their bonuses &amp;amp; booked this most awesome vacation with waterfall repelling - jungle hiking - drunken skinny dipping snorkeling vacation during the week they all have off from work. ZOIKS!&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to taking my skate skis home to the NLC (Newman Lake Community) where I can hang with the NLP (Newman Lake Posse) for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, our roof is totally leaking, so Josh had to tarp it (I got little blue Christmas lights to match). He was up there in the WORST weather throwing the tarp over it, then boards &amp;amp; tires &amp;amp; car wheels to keep it from flapping in the wind. One night, the whole thing was making a racket from the wind lifting up &amp;amp; banging the debris that was purposefully strewn on the roof &amp;amp; Josh climbed back up there in the middle of the night with howling winds to reposition debris for optimal silent tarp coverage. He told me later he had thought about waking me up just in case something happened, but then thought better of it. Guess he thought his chances of survival were better braving the winds on the roof than waking me from my beauty sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-613052869836617747?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/613052869836617747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=613052869836617747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/613052869836617747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/613052869836617747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/12/klaus-cross-training-roof.html' title='Klaus, Cross Training &amp; Roof'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-2844535984669512733</id><published>2007-11-15T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T21:02:30.557-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='powertap'/><title type='text'>Welcome back</title><content type='html'>And it's back to indoor training because it's too dark/wet/cold/dark/cold/wet outside to ride the bicycle. Lovn' it. Likn' it. At least with some longerish intervals to do, it ain't so bad just to sit &amp;amp; zone out &amp;amp; concentrate on pushing the pace &amp;amp; then living in endorphin land until bed time. I have about a 2 hour crazy threshold though. Beyond 2 hours, it just seems really crazy to be on trainer, but I know I'll do it. It's just a matter of how many times a week I'll have to do it. Oh well - no thinksky about that right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - what is tedious &amp;amp; peeving me is this powertap. It doesn't work in the trainer for some reason. It has worked &amp;amp; sometimes it works in the trainer, but its' become pretty consistent that is does not work. I like the data the power meter provides - it's good stuff - so I want to get it working again &amp;amp; contacted Saris to see what they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said change the batteries in the CPU &amp;amp; hub. OK - Done - still not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next phone call - they say get a new mount &amp;amp; wiring kit - I say you sponsor my team - can you just send one out - they say no. OK - Done - have installed new wiring kit &amp;amp; it's still not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame - I've had a $35 computer last 2+ years &amp;amp; this thing was way more lattes than that &amp;amp; it's gone kaput in 2 months. *Me shaking fist*&lt;br /&gt;Ok now - deep breathing - hopefully the next call will result in some action that get this thing back on track &amp;amp; make the indoor training even more bodacious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-2844535984669512733?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/2844535984669512733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=2844535984669512733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/2844535984669512733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/2844535984669512733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/11/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome back'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-4831997986034879505</id><published>2007-11-02T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T21:23:44.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='methow valley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twisp'/><title type='text'>Bring it on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Ryv3cCT_O6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/LWik-lIAcWI/s1600-h/DSC01137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Ryv3cCT_O6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/LWik-lIAcWI/s200/DSC01137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128464661720546210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - training is back in full effect. The weather has been great so far. We are really lucking out. I was even once able to get out of work early about a week ago &amp;amp; ride in just shorts &amp;amp; a jersey! Crazy. But this morning was the first morning this Fall that I had to scrape my windows. Last night while training, I could tell it was going to be a chilly one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Halloween, Sky went missing. She was gone from the house for over 12 hours. Josh thinks the Treaters scared her away, but I don't know what the deal was. In the morning, I went out looking for her around 5:30 AM, but could not find her. Then while I was contemplating how I was going to manage to make, print &amp;amp; plaster our neighborhood with Lost Cat flyers before leaving for work, there was a little scratch-scratching at the front door &amp;amp; the cat was back &amp;amp; very hungry &amp;amp; in need of pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of getting back to training &amp;amp; keeping things interesting, I managed to squeeze in a cross race. It was pretty ridiculous since the bike would not shift at all or would not stop shifting on its own during the course of the race, but it was a lot of fun &amp;amp; I'm motivated to do way better this Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the whole training she-bang started up again, Josh &amp;amp; I spent a weekend in Methow Valley in the same lodge that Allison, Ted, Ben &amp;amp; I stayed in for the Methow Valley Tour. Josh &amp;amp; I brought our cross bikes &amp;amp; spent a few hours Sat. &amp;amp; Sunday riding on the trails that started just a little more than a mile from the lodge. It was fantastic! So gorgeous. We spent time in town, too, talking to the owner of the bike shop &amp;amp; buying sweets &amp;amp; checking out the mining museum. It was a great little getaway weekend. We ate at the Twisp &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Ryv2uiT_O4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/zaU7bsRnXn4/s1600-h/DSC01113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Ryv2uiT_O4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/zaU7bsRnXn4/s200/DSC01113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128463880036498306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;River Brew Pub on Saturday night &amp;amp; listened to the live Jazz band. The night before, when we got into town, we jumped in the hot tub &amp;amp; had a romantic time staring at the stars &amp;amp; then we watched American Flyer for the first time ever - what an awesome cycling flick! On our rides, Josh handed it to me on the technical sections, but I got better the second day &amp;amp; anytime the trail went up hill, I had to put the screws to him. All in all, a very fun time before getting back to it for training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Ryv3CyT_O5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/PlfIazGE5T8/s1600-h/DSC01129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Ryv3CyT_O5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/PlfIazGE5T8/s200/DSC01129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128464227928849298" 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/6754325100340568355-4831997986034879505?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/4831997986034879505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=4831997986034879505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/4831997986034879505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/4831997986034879505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/11/bring-it-on.html' title='Bring it on'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Ryv3cCT_O6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/LWik-lIAcWI/s72-c/DSC01137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-6424240624732346516</id><published>2007-10-13T22:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T22:14:23.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wineskyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mohawk'/><title type='text'>Chop Chop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RxGkqBTADaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/A70XEmOe8_I/s1600-h/DSC01108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RxGkqBTADaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/A70XEmOe8_I/s200/DSC01108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121055293106556322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RxGkpxTADZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/zHsCwILP7bY/s1600-h/DSC01110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RxGkpxTADZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/zHsCwILP7bY/s200/DSC01110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121055288811589010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Josh &amp;amp; I had some friends over for dinner &amp;amp; had a little wineskyes. What better idea than to cut mohawks into each others hair before a cross race? Here's how Josh's turned out. I'll send pics of mine later. :) JK - Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-6424240624732346516?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/6424240624732346516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=6424240624732346516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6424240624732346516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6424240624732346516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/10/chop-chop.html' title='Chop Chop'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RxGkqBTADaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/A70XEmOe8_I/s72-c/DSC01108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-5747302024599377483</id><published>2007-10-13T07:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T07:41:11.269-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='off season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sky'/><title type='text'>Lil' Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RxDV5RTADUI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_gTXkY_pkIg/s1600-h/sky+observes+bread.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RxDV5RTADUI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_gTXkY_pkIg/s320/sky+observes+bread.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120827956192611650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for some R&amp;amp;R after nats! That's for damn sure. Hailee, Sky &amp;amp; I spent some QT together last weekend baking raisin cinnamon bread. Sky observed as bread project foreman &amp;amp; gave appropriate "meows" at times when Hailee &amp;amp; I were getting off task, like for the flour toss contest &amp;amp; impromptu hide &amp;amp; seek game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been running a little &amp;amp; considering getting my cross bike back into working condition. Watching starcrossed a few weeks ago &amp;amp; hearing of Josh's adventures racing cross have kind of given me the bug again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a little chillier &amp;amp; wetter here than normal &amp;amp; there is talk of a snow-dump year in the mountains. I have a new snowboard that I got last year but did not have a chance to ride that I am getting stoked to rip it up on. Also, through work I get a pro-purchase deal with Salomon &amp;amp; just ordered a skate ski package for this year. I grew up xc skiing &amp;amp; am stoked to try skate skiing this year, especially if it's going to be crappy riding weather. I have my work cut out for me though this off season for on the bike work to build sustainable power for TT's &amp;amp; lasting in the NRC road races. I'm excited for that though. In the past threshold work has not been a major focus of mine during the off-season, so bring it on. It's time to kick arseky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-5747302024599377483?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/5747302024599377483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=5747302024599377483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/5747302024599377483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/5747302024599377483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/10/lil-break.html' title='Lil&apos; Break'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RxDV5RTADUI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_gTXkY_pkIg/s72-c/sky+observes+bread.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-4532392664227879905</id><published>2007-10-13T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T07:24:43.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='track nats'/><title type='text'>Track Nats part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RxDU1RTADTI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xoe1uTBGm0k/s1600-h/the+track+with+someone+on+it.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RxDU1RTADTI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xoe1uTBGm0k/s200/the+track+with+someone+on+it.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120826787961507122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So, the actually racing part of track went ok. I managed to get 9th in the Pursuit. It was a lot of fun, but definitely something I will have to work on my technique, like staying out of the saddle the first lap to get up to speed &amp;amp; riding the BLACK line (a corner judge kept yelling BLACK LINE at me everytime I came by). After my pursuit (I was in the 2nd heat), I was in first place for awhile! HAHA. So much of track is technique &amp;amp; tactics &amp;amp; building that killer instinct. These are all very good things to work on. Especially for the scratch &amp;amp; points race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the scratch race, I was using different stem &amp;amp; bars than I had been racing &amp;amp; did not feel comfy riding a wheel or all that comfortable on the track yet &amp;amp; got dropped b/c I was riding like 2 meters off of the rear of the field for 10 laps - hmmmm not smart. I had a night to think about that &amp;amp; ponder what the hell I was there for &amp;amp; how I better buck the hell up for the points race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set my bike back up with the regular bars &amp;amp; stem &amp;amp; felt much better riding during warm up on the track. Jen&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RxDU0hTADSI/AAAAAAAAAG4/p8yLK-dH3TQ/s1600-h/Jen+at+nats.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RxDU0hTADSI/AAAAAAAAAG4/p8yLK-dH3TQ/s200/Jen+at+nats.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120826775076605218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; Heather V. also let me spend some time just riding on their wheels through traffic on the track which helped. I was finally starting to feel comfy on that crazy little bowl. During the points race, I was still riding towards the rear in the beginning, but getting used to using the banking to scrub off speed when there were pace changes (at Jen's suggestion) &amp;amp; getting used to how the other girls were riding. There was a lot of hesitation in the field at times except from the top ladies - I think that's what really makes a difference on the track. Our race was 100 laps long with sprints every 10 laps. Since the track is so short, there were always intermediate surges around 5 laps to go for every sprint lap when people would try to get off the front. At about 50 laps to go, this happened &amp;amp; a little group got off the front. No one was making a move to go after them &amp;amp; I was in perfect position to use my momentum to go (plus I was pretty fresh from not spending too much time at the front) &amp;amp; was able to close the gap to the 3 ladies, but one other girl came with me. We were off the front for a couple laps &amp;amp; then with 1.5 laps to go, the group was sitting up looking for someone else to pull &amp;amp; I jammed on it &amp;amp; started sprinting with 1 lap to go to try &amp;amp; hang on for points. I almost had 4th place, but the 5th girl came over the top just at the line. I was bummed I didn't manage to get points, but glad I had finally done something in the race. The rest of the race, I was doing better about position, but things were starting to get spread out quite a bit &amp;amp; I was doing a lot of work bridging gaps from people falling off the main field &amp;amp; never really saw the front of the race again.  I really wish I could do it over again, but that's why experience is so important. So - as my coach said - nothing earth shattering in terms of results, but good experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-4532392664227879905?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/4532392664227879905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=4532392664227879905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/4532392664227879905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/4532392664227879905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/10/track-nats-part-2.html' title='Track Nats part 2'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RxDU1RTADTI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xoe1uTBGm0k/s72-c/the+track+with+someone+on+it.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-7762085630076442972</id><published>2007-10-03T17:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T17:43:54.052-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sky'/><title type='text'>Sky's new perch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RwQ2XBTADJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Y6CNP-ojFko/s1600-h/Sky+bed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RwQ2XBTADJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Y6CNP-ojFko/s200/Sky+bed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117274845712747666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RwQ2XRTADKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/almV-tjyQA0/s1600-h/Sky+moves.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RwQ2XRTADKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/almV-tjyQA0/s200/Sky+moves.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117274850007714978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RwQ2XhTADLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IvVXceP8dF0/s1600-h/Sky+sleep+walker.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RwQ2XhTADLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IvVXceP8dF0/s200/Sky+sleep+walker.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117274854302682290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky has miraculously claimed her Cat-Bed as her actual preferred sleeping/relaxing spot. This has taken months, but since I moved the bed to an out of the way spot in the end table, she has now decided it is an acceptable sleeping arrangement - she just doesn't really want people to know she is conforming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-7762085630076442972?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/7762085630076442972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=7762085630076442972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/7762085630076442972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/7762085630076442972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/10/skys-new-perch.html' title='Sky&apos;s new perch'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RwQ2XBTADJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Y6CNP-ojFko/s72-c/Sky+bed.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-1744901058836214448</id><published>2007-10-03T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T17:36:05.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='track'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nationals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='las vegas'/><title type='text'>First Day Track Nat's</title><content type='html'>So - quick updates: I was granted an upgrade, so I am eligible to race mass start events at Track Nationals. Yah! So, I booked my flight &amp;amp; booked it to LA. Yesterday morning, I realized that my plane was leaving last night, not this morning, like I thought - it had been awhile since I first booked my flight &amp;amp; I had been planning on leaving Wed. morning to minimize Hotel $, but later reconsidered after hearing how important it would be to have some track time before trying the whole competition thing out.  Anyway, yesterday morning I was checking email at 6AM while drinking coffee &amp;amp; going through the whole relaxing morning routine when I saw an email from Alaska Airlines welcoming me to my flight. There was a little freaking out to be had while I packed my bike, rollers, equipment, tools, wheels, gears, clothes, etc. in a little under 45 min &amp;amp; then got ready for &amp;amp; to work by 7:30 with all luggage packed in the rally car. Why do I make it so difficult for myself? I don't know. Last week, I went to Vegas.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RwQ0pBTADII/AAAAAAAAAE4/EjDhtQmyQkQ/s1600-h/CarrieAndJacqui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RwQ0pBTADII/AAAAAAAAAE4/EjDhtQmyQkQ/s200/CarrieAndJacqui.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117272955927137410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RwQyKBTADHI/AAAAAAAAAEw/dQD0kGuwGEM/s1600-h/VW3N9313a%28e%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RwQyKBTADHI/AAAAAAAAAEw/dQD0kGuwGEM/s200/VW3N9313a%28e%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117270224327937138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot where I parked in the parking garage &amp;amp; spent an hour towing my luggage around looking for my car on 3 levels of the parking garage after getting in 5 hours later than I had planned due to mechanical issues with the plane I was supposed to be on. Sheesh! Luckily, Josh Simpson generously took me to the airport this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I made it here to LA &amp;amp; spent some time on the track this AM. The wheels that Steve L. let me borrow work great. Jen, Kele, Jaimie, Wes, Dan, Adrian &amp;amp; some other Hagen's guy are all here, along with Kenny &amp;amp; other NWerners. It is really nice to see familiar faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The track is fast! It is 250 meters, wood &amp;amp; indoors. When you are up on the rail looking down, it is quite a sensation, like staring down a fat slide. This morning, during open track, it was kind of sketch for me with so many people zooming around, but everyone handles their bikes really well &amp;amp; there were only a few white knuckle moments. :) Getting on the track is ok, but getting off is tough. The straight-aways are so short &amp;amp; there were so many people on the track, I would have to sprint to the apron then jam on the brakes to get off. It was better just to keep rolling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Pursuit &amp;amp; Scratch race for me. I want to make it to the finals in each. I know what I have to do &amp;amp; I feel pretty confident I can use my strengths to get it done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-1744901058836214448?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/1744901058836214448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=1744901058836214448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/1744901058836214448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/1744901058836214448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-day-track-nats.html' title='First Day Track Nat&apos;s'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RwQ0pBTADII/AAAAAAAAAE4/EjDhtQmyQkQ/s72-c/CarrieAndJacqui.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-7153001791323003324</id><published>2007-09-18T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T13:03:06.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAY NO TO CROCS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RvAuoulBj7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fgCV9lOyrd0/s1600-h/226Crocs_Escalator_Dangers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RvAuoulBj7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fgCV9lOyrd0/s400/226Crocs_Escalator_Dangers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111636854298480562" 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/6754325100340568355-7153001791323003324?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/7153001791323003324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=7153001791323003324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/7153001791323003324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/7153001791323003324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/09/say-no-to-crocs.html' title='SAY NO TO CROCS!'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RvAuoulBj7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fgCV9lOyrd0/s72-c/226Crocs_Escalator_Dangers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-2707708639579676953</id><published>2007-09-02T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T20:53:24.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end of the season racing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='track'/><title type='text'>Winding Down</title><content type='html'>Wow - time flies. I've been busy these past few weeks finishing up the road season with an Omnium (5th overall) in Bellingham, WA &amp; a Seward Park crit (2nd). I also went to race at Crit Nationals pretty much for the experience of riding 20 by myself before they pulled me off the course. Yep - not in it. Oh well - there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Track has been a bit of a diversion for me in August. I decided I wanted to try to qualify for Nationals at Alpenrose (which I did) &amp;amp; get enough upgrade points to race in the mass start events. I am still a 4 on the track &amp; you have to be a 3 to race in the points race &amp;amp; scratch. I would love to be able to go &amp; do the pursuit, points &amp;amp; scratch race. There is a chance the officials will give me my upgrade since there has been decent turnout in the women's fields on the track, but I might not know for awhile. I may succumb to begging, just so I can get things in order, like training &amp; time off from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past 2 days, I finally set up a new power meter - yah! My teammate Michelle recommends the cycling peaks software, so I still have to get that. I have yet to download any of my data, but I probably need to start doing that to get a baseline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found that &lt;a href="http://www.wrenchscience.com"&gt;WrenchScience&lt;/a&gt; offers a really cool free fit calculator on their site for registering with the site. I have just been feeling all wonky on my bike all season &amp;amp; Miller kept telling me that it would be better to ride with a lower saddle. Everytime I lowered the saddle, things felt really wrong with knees &amp; upper body though. The WS fit calculator recommended a saddle height about 2 cm lower than where I had it for several years &amp;amp; a stem longer than any I had ever ridden. Luckily, my frame size is correct according to the calculator. I tried out the recommendations &amp; found it instantly better. My back feels loose &amp;amp; my hips roll forward naturally &amp; the bike feels so well balanced. Now I just want to stay out on my bike forever! The real test will come with the Tuesday night group ride with the Boys for the Mercer Island hot lap - I'm hoping I can hang through the corners better now. I've been killing them every time up the hill &amp;amp; making them suffer so bad. Miller keeps reminding me to save a little something so the group can all stay together. Anyway - the new fit should help through the corners which is usually where I pop off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tia &amp; Andy just got married today at a beautiful little lake on the TST course. It was a very sweet ceremony.  Best wishes to you, Tia &amp;amp; Andy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-2707708639579676953?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/2707708639579676953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=2707708639579676953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/2707708639579676953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/2707708639579676953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/09/winding-down.html' title='Winding Down'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-6539836510901073692</id><published>2007-08-09T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:02:03.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave and Kiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='track'/><title type='text'>Track and More</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago, there was a nationals qualifying race at the Velodrome in Redmond - the FSA GP. I raced this after having just done one beginning women's race previously. It was an eye opening experience. I was not too comfortable on the track with no brakes coming from years of road racing. The first night there, it was great to have the company of experienced teammates and my coach out there. First up on the night was the Keirin - a race where riders get pulled up to speed by a moto and then sprint the last 1-2 laps. The race starts from a standing start. I was so sweating bullets waiting for the moto to come around. I didn't have to wait long though. When things got rolling I had no nerve to hold a wheel when someone challenged me for it.  But I survived. Miller told me to try to get up there and get out front for the second round. I did manage get up the nerve to try to come around, but I didn't make it to the finals. Later in the night, I raced the points race. It was fun and I did try an attack, but it was on a lap too early before the points lap. Must remember to pay attention to lap card &amp; bell. Anyway, it was a really good experience to race with the national caliber women &amp;amp; then see the contrast to racing on the local Wednesday night races for cat 4 women. I know this track racing will help in crits for positioning &amp; overall tactics, so I really want to get better &amp;amp; improve. It is also a ton of fun. The fast racing in close quarters is a total rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done 2 more Wednesday night races since then to try to upgrade to a cat 3 before the Alpenrose challenge in Portland at the end of the month. If I can place as a cat 3 there, then I will qualify for track nationals, which would be awesome. I would love to go to nationals &amp; have a shot at a title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RrvjFmMwDkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6pfrRgXT-LY/s1600-h/DSC00799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RrvjFmMwDkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6pfrRgXT-LY/s200/DSC00799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096917088592727618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last weekend, Josh &amp; I spent some time with my brother, Dave, &amp;amp; his wife, Kiana. They came over to visit, so we got to do the fun tourist-ty stuff on Saturday &amp; then they watched the Volunteer Park crit on Sunday. The crit on Sunday only had 6 ladies show up. I managed 2nd in the race. After that, I hopped in the men's cat 3 race. I was thinking of skipping the guys race, but my friend Jesse who is living in NM for school right now was in town &amp;amp; racing, so it was a good chance to ride together, but on the 3rd or 4th lap, there was a nasty crash &amp; an ambulance had to come &amp;amp; take someone away who had been unconscious. That was enough for me &amp; I rode home. Dave &amp;amp; Kiana had a fun time watching the women's race &amp; luckily didn't witness the fiasco of the crash since they took off after the first race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh &amp;amp; I are heading to Bellingham tomorrow for the Nooksack Omnium. I am looking forward to railing the TT &amp; giving the field hell in the RR. If I can manage a win, it would be great for upgrade points. Josh is trying to win the men's cat 4 TT. He can totally do it. He has been really focused on training &amp;amp; preparing for this. He is a great TTer &amp;amp; has a terrific shot at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-6539836510901073692?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/6539836510901073692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=6539836510901073692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6539836510901073692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6539836510901073692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/08/track-and-more.html' title='Track and More'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RrvjFmMwDkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6pfrRgXT-LY/s72-c/DSC00799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-9198840681789860710</id><published>2007-07-26T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T21:08:26.556-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sky'/><title type='text'>SkyPilot Rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RqltrGMwDhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GXL-VMpiEow/s1600-h/sky+look.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RqltrGMwDhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GXL-VMpiEow/s320/sky+look.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091721440884952594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky is enjoying summer. She's started sleeping on the chair in the living room since we have been out of town so much which totally pisses Josh off. We tried to encourage her to sleep in her "spot," but she won that battle. I caved &amp;amp; got her an electrostatic pad to keep her fur from taking over the entire chair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-9198840681789860710?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/9198840681789860710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=9198840681789860710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/9198840681789860710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/9198840681789860710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/07/skypilot-rocks.html' title='SkyPilot Rocks'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RqltrGMwDhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GXL-VMpiEow/s72-c/sky+look.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-3847575315901624720</id><published>2007-07-26T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T10:26:33.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boise'/><title type='text'>D'Boise</title><content type='html'>D'Boise crit (Boise Wells Fargo Twilight Criterium) actually happened. Gastown happened for some, but not for me. I spent 9 hours in my car driving to &amp; from Vancouver in sh*t traffic &amp;amp; did not make the start. What the hell is with Canada traffic? Where were the Royal Mounted PoPo's when I needed them to part the red maple leaf sea of congestion? Oh well. Not all too upset about that one. I had a lot of "me time" in the rally car &amp; I stayed dry &amp;amp; kept my skin. I read race reports on both the men's &amp; women's fields. Pretty much 90% of the fields went down. My arm is still bruised from that crazy girl wailing in to my elbow at Tour De White Rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, next race was the Boise Crit. It was the coolest Boise crit I have done in the 3 years I have participated in the race. Started at 90 degrees or so. I had a fun race. There was lots of action in the field. The local girls from Tamarack &amp;amp; Bob's Cycles were in cahoots with Kristin Armstrong, another Boise local, who rides for Lipton, but had no teammates in the race. They all did not want LVG to win from Team Cheerwine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah from Bob's was active early on. I was on her wheel a couple times when she attacked. Early on there were a few primes. When they got up to $35, I was in good position &amp; went for it &amp;amp; got it! Then, after that prime, a break formed up the road &amp; no one was chasing, since the Bob's &amp;amp; Tamarak girls were not going to chase down their teammates or Kristin. I worked to bring back the break. Eventually another break formed &amp; this time it stuck. Liz &amp;amp; I were frustrated that GH girls, a local Seattle team, were not working to bring back the break. If we had all worked together right away, the group could have come back together. Well, up in the break, Jen Halladay attacked the break &amp; Kristin let her go &amp;amp; LVG hesitated &amp; did not chase. Jen eventually lapped the main field! She is a fast lady. In the final 4 laps, I was sitting 3rd wheel. I kept expecting someone from the field to attack &amp;amp; string it out, but no one did. Finally, at 1 lap to go at the line, I attacked hard. The huge crowd was screaming - it was cool. I took the corners as fast as I could. Down the long back stretch just before the 3rd corner, I started to feel a bit tired. 1K is a pretty long ways to hold a gap. One girl came around me just before corner 3 &amp; I was working to get on her wheel when a girl came flying by on the outside pretty much almost right into me to chop me off. I had to cram on the breaks to avoid a collision. Later, Miller said I could have just given her a little flick to get her off. Well, after losing my momentum &amp;amp; the&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rqt7_2MwDiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ApIM-EH3KJQ/s1600-h/DSC00964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rqt7_2MwDiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ApIM-EH3KJQ/s320/DSC00964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092300140483448354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; big effort I had put in, I did not have much left for the sprint, but Liz was in good position. I ended up 19th &amp; Liz was 10th. The prize pay out for the women was 1/10th of the men's &amp;amp;amp; Liz got $35 for 10th &amp;amp; I had my $35 prime. It was a fun race, but we had been expecting to bring home a little bit more bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic from the Men's race for visual pleasure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-3847575315901624720?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/3847575315901624720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=3847575315901624720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/3847575315901624720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/3847575315901624720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/07/dboise.html' title='D&apos;Boise'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rqt7_2MwDiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ApIM-EH3KJQ/s72-c/DSC00964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-2881599988626464674</id><published>2007-07-20T07:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T07:28:50.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THINKN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RqDGnZtgnXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/CQHoGMXzVT0/s1600-h/cat283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RqDGnZtgnXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/CQHoGMXzVT0/s320/cat283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089285959147625842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   If I wasn't me, I would so make fun of the person who was me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-2881599988626464674?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/2881599988626464674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=2881599988626464674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/2881599988626464674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/2881599988626464674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/07/thinkn.html' title='THINKN'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RqDGnZtgnXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/CQHoGMXzVT0/s72-c/cat283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-6339488234113595727</id><published>2007-07-20T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T07:24:32.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hover Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RqDFlZtgnWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZrHFb8V2uJA/s1600-h/cat57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RqDFlZtgnWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZrHFb8V2uJA/s320/cat57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089284825276259682" 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/6754325100340568355-6339488234113595727?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/6339488234113595727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=6339488234113595727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6339488234113595727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6339488234113595727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/07/hover-cat.html' title='Hover Cat'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RqDFlZtgnWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZrHFb8V2uJA/s72-c/cat57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-8801367731660622803</id><published>2007-07-18T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T09:15:18.285-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racing'/><title type='text'>Soggy Soggy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rp45IptgnVI/AAAAAAAAADw/Eg2m21VVhdc/s1600-h/hillmap+tour+de+whiterock.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rp45IptgnVI/AAAAAAAAADw/Eg2m21VVhdc/s200/hillmap+tour+de+whiterock.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088567449773710674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Today is the Gastown crit up in BC. I took the day off from work to travel up there &amp; compete. Last weekend, was the Tour De White Rock which Michele &amp;amp; I went up and raced. It was a bugger of a race with a super steep hill climb, crit (with a hill), &amp; hilly RR (not rolling hills like I thought they would be - meters can be deceiving in a profile). The road race was a 10K circuit with two super steep 2K climbs. The TDW is part of the BC Superweek, so there were a lot of Canadian pro's there &amp;amp; all of the races were fast. With the steep hilly stuff, I was  not really in contention. I thought I might do well in the crit, but my legs &amp; stomach had a different thought. I had a great start though &amp;amp; was doing well railing it in the corners, but I had the wrong strategy with trying to just spin up the hill rather than going all out &amp; dangled off the back &amp;amp; was finally dropped. During the RR on the last lap, a girl riding next to me in a group of 6 riders tapped the wheel in front of her &amp; then lost control of her bike &amp;amp; crashed into me. With the steamroller maneuver, I kept my bike upright by keeping the legs turning over while she slammed into my elbow &amp; hip. I have a pretty nasty bruise on my elbow where her helmet met the bone, but I can't complain too much since I did not go down. After that, I broke away from my little group on the last climb &amp;amp; TT'd it into the finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to mention Michele's hill climb bike that her husband built up for her to ride when we thought the average grade of the hill climb was going to be 16% (it was 16% towards the top, but the overall average was closer to 9%). The hill climb machine was a single speed with a 24 chain ring &amp; 25 cog in the rear built on Michele's old TT frame with bull horn bars. It was sweet! But M did not ride it since it was a little too small of a gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it has been warm &amp;amp; sunny for many days in a row, but for the past couple of days there have been rain showers at night &amp; yesterday there were some sprinkles in the morning. Today, there is definite rain coming down. I have never done the Gastown crit, but I hear it has cobbles, a 165 degree corner, a fast downhill section &amp;amp; a hill to the finish. Not exactly the type of race you want to do in the rain. I am going to try &amp; find some good rain race tires before heading up to BC &amp;amp; hopefully I'll be able to hang in the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is the Boise Wells Fargo Twilight crit &amp; I am so excited for it! That is one of my most favorite races. Wide open, 4 corners with thousands of crazy fans screaming all the way around the course. It is like racing in a stadium with all of the downtown buildings around &amp;amp; the people going nuts. Last year, Kristen Armstrong rode away from the field. I'm not sure if she'll be there again this year, but no matter what it should be a great race. It is guaranteed to be dry there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-8801367731660622803?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/8801367731660622803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=8801367731660622803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/8801367731660622803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/8801367731660622803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/07/soggy-soggy.html' title='Soggy Soggy'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rp45IptgnVI/AAAAAAAAADw/Eg2m21VVhdc/s72-c/hillmap+tour+de+whiterock.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-6259531287257920131</id><published>2007-07-08T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T21:37:11.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Derby Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ti cycles'/><title type='text'>Redmond Derby Days</title><content type='html'>Redmond Derby Days is the longest continually run bike race in N. America or something like that. The whole Derby Days celebration is for the birthday of the city of Redmond. This year Redmond turned 95. It felt like it was almost that hot out in the concrete labyrinth that is downtown Redmond. This year was my 2nd time doing the Redmond Derby Days crit. It is one of the only, if not the only, crit in WA state that offers equal prize $ for the pro women's &amp; men's fields. This is very cool. Last year, I was 5th in the race &amp;amp; I think 3rd in the 1,2's (they score the 3's separately) &amp; walked out of the with a couple hundred bucks. It was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, the competition has risen a bit &amp;amp; I think more people were in town, plus the prize list attracted some out of towners. Ti Cycles had a full squad out in force. There were at least 8 of us on the start line. The race course is a flat 4 corner, almost square course. Most of us had a great start &amp; there were 5 or 6 Red &amp;amp; Black Ti women at the front of the race the first few laps. It was a fast race &amp; I do not remember the details exactly because of the amount of time spent in oxygen debt, but I know we raced aggressively &amp;amp; rode well in the pack. It was fun! I had a few nice attacks &amp; was active in chasing things down or not letting attacking riders get up the road. Most of the Ti women were doing a good job of this, too &amp;amp; we were able to control the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amount of money on the line &amp; primes made things interesting in the pack. In almost every race before ours there had been crashes on the last corner on the final lap. That is a fast corner with a lot of traffic turtles. The city of Redmond actually has some removed some for the crit course in the middle of the road on entry into the corner, but there are still a few that can have an effect depending on when you start your turn. Our race was safe on that corner, but Karen A. on our team was doing some pretty aggressive riding. She even took a wheel from me in a corner by physically bumping my bars &amp;amp; hips to get it. That was interesting. She also had a close call with someone else on the 3rd corner on the final lap. I was right behind that &amp; thankful they kept it upright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5 laps to go, there was a prime &amp;amp; Suz Weldon attacked &amp; it formed a little break. A teammate of mine was up there along with a Group Health girl. 2 girls ahead of me pulled the pack back up to them &amp;amp; I counter attacked when we caught them. Just then, they rang the bell at 4 laps to go for a prime of $50. I lead most of the lap &amp; thought about gunning it, but then someone came flying by who I had not really seen the whole race. I figured she had been waiting for her chance to take a prime. Well, turns out she had been a lap down &amp;amp; not eligible for primes. I ended up winning the prime because I was leading the pack when we came through. Ha Ha. I had no idea until after the race &amp; they were handing out prize $ that I won that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at 3 laps to go, they gave us a$100 prime. I was no where up there for that one, but knew I had to move up in the pack. It was so stinking fast! I was just railing it trying to hang onto the wheel in front of me. I wish I had had more wits about me to move up on the back stretch. I tried, but that was everyone else's plan, too. Final lap starts &amp;amp; I had poor position. I was just hoping to get a decent finish at that point &amp; hoping our sprinters were in decent enough position to fend for themselves. When it came time to sprint, my legs were totally spent. There was no freshness left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up 16th. Annette was 2nd to one of the out of towners who had not really shown her cards the whole race. Karen A. was 5th in overall &amp;amp; 1st in the 3's. Liz was 7th &amp; Karen C. was 2nd in the 3's.  It was great to have a race where we felt like we worked well together. The ladies had all worked hard &amp;amp; were aggressive. Our race averaged over 25 mph and my top speed was over 31 mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a race where I put it all out there. At least it wasn't for no reason. I did not come out with the placing I would have liked, but I was glad to contribute for the sprinters &amp; work with the team. I made progress on having a good start &amp;amp; being aggressive on taking wheels during the race. I was also comfortable in the corners - for the most part. Still need to work on the crit finishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the race, I enjoyed some Kamikaze action Derby Days style - because what goes well with adrenaline? More adrenaline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RpG4_jnWhxI/AAAAAAAAADo/giYd2u02rT8/s1600-h/Carrie+on+Kamakazi+ride.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RpG4_jnWhxI/AAAAAAAAADo/giYd2u02rT8/s200/Carrie+on+Kamakazi+ride.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085048856309565202" 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/6754325100340568355-6259531287257920131?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/6259531287257920131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=6259531287257920131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6259531287257920131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6259531287257920131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/07/redmond-derby-days.html' title='Redmond Derby Days'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RpG4_jnWhxI/AAAAAAAAADo/giYd2u02rT8/s72-c/Carrie+on+Kamakazi+ride.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-6309284873879953153</id><published>2007-07-05T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T21:17:39.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='track'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racing'/><title type='text'>What a Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Ro2_CDnWhuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1sw-oSztK8c/s1600-h/Carrie+going+for+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bike Haiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racing bikes is fun.&lt;br /&gt;I have done it for so long.&lt;br /&gt;Love the rush each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok - so Saturday was Oly crit which was also the State championship crit. I usually love this course &amp; rock it, but it felt way frigging fast at the start &amp;amp; I had a poor position from the get go (hmmm, I detect a theme - it's called Carrie gets an ass whupping for not learning her lesson). I ended up OTB with Allison (AB - what are we doing here???). To her credit, Allison had just shown up from having to take her dog to the vet. Me, I had no excuse. Well, we caught a small group who was also OTB with Liz, then we were lapped by 3 people off the front . Then things really got confusing. We tagged onto the back of the leaders (legal maneuver) &amp; they towed us up to what was left of the main field. I forgot that we were only 1 lap down from the 3 leaders, but then there were people in our group who were 2 laps down, but I was on the same lap as the main field &amp;amp; eligible to sprint for 4th. At 2 laps to go, they were trying to have the people who were 2 laps down sprint for their finish, but that was nuts. Then with 1 lap to go, I thought I was going to give a big ol' leadout, but I guess I came by too fast &amp; Annette could not get on my wheel. Karen A was able to come by though &amp;amp; she managed to sprint &amp; take 4th. I didn't think it mattered too much for some reason &amp;amp; did not really go for it &amp; ended up 12th. Yikes! Josh raced this day too. He was dropped. With both of our poor showings we were all fired up to do better at Sunday's race in Des Moines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we both ended up better at the Des Moines crit. It was 4 corners with 2 long straight aways &amp;amp; 2 short. The finish was on a long hill, the back side was down hill. All of the corners were safe &amp; pretty fun to rail. Josh hung in really well in his race &amp;amp; was riding towards the front the whole time. He had a really good start, but at the end his teammate ended up pinching him in a corner &amp; he finished pretty far down in his group. He was stoked with his race though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my race Josh forcefully told me to Get a Good Start. This was good. I focused on getting a good start &amp;amp; did so. Through out the race I was chasing things down &amp; being active. It was a hard race, but I focused on expending energy smartly, like trying to sit &amp;amp; spin up the hill rather than getting out of the saddle to crank up it. I had good position at the finish. I was totally in a zone to get up there &amp; go with the flow of wheels. I ended up 4th.  A pretty good result in a crit with a lot of good riders there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN on Wednesday, the 4th of July, there was a race down in Burien near Sea Tac airport. Josh almost could not race because his cleat broke just before his race. Someone overheard him telling his teammates that he wouldn't be able to race &amp;amp; let him borrow his super nice bike &amp; shoes just so he could race. What a nice thing to do! Josh spent a good part of the race getting used to the SRAM shifting, but at least he got to race. He finished with the pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I had a pretty good start here, but it was really hard to move up at the start. I was sitting around 10th for the first few laps of the race, then started moving up &amp;amp; was able to chase some things down. In the first few laps there was a pretty bad crash in corner 1, which was not good. It was a combined 1-4 field, so I think some of the inexperienced riders had a little trouble with that corner. I had 1 attack &amp; I also took a prime by sitting 3rd wheel &amp;amp; then taking a flyer before the last corner &amp; then sitting &amp;amp; cranking on the tailwind down hill to the finish. I got a huge gap - it was cool. Now I need to work on being consistent at the finish of crits or  in all sprints in general. I let my position go in the last 2 laps when people were coming up the sides. I had poor position on the last lap &amp; finished 10th. Annette was 3rd, Liz was 7th &amp;amp; Heidi was 9th. We were all in the top 10 at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the women's race we had a team pow-wow &amp; then I rolled around a bit before starting the men's cat 3 race. I had a great start there, too. At least I am learning. It was fun to ride in the men's field on that course &amp;amp; rail the corners at speed 3 &amp; 4 wide. I stayed in 30 minutes &amp;amp; then pulled out, because I didn't want to dig too hard since I'd been doing a bunch of racing lately &amp; just wanted the speed workout. Josh said a ton of guys were getting shelled before I popped out. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yeah - I did my first track race on Monday too! Wicked fun. The races were so condensed &amp; the sprints were so short you have only instants to maneuver &amp;amp; act. This should be good practice for crit sprints.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Ro2_JjnWhvI/AAAAAAAAADY/ziqvVBtjvzQ/s1600-h/C-monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Ro2_JjnWhvI/AAAAAAAAADY/ziqvVBtjvzQ/s200/C-monster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083929725271181042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Ro2_CDnWhuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1sw-oSztK8c/s1600-h/Carrie+going+for+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Ro2_CDnWhuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1sw-oSztK8c/s200/Carrie+going+for+it.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083929596422162146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics from Des Moines crit. My mom says I always "smile" when I race, just like my dad used to "smile" when he raced stock cars. Really, I am not smiling - this is my suffer face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Ro2_4DnWhwI/AAAAAAAAADg/Zes7NIBiSBI/s1600-h/Hailee+%26+Carrie+on+Parade+Route.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Ro2_4DnWhwI/AAAAAAAAADg/Zes7NIBiSBI/s200/Hailee+%26+Carrie+on+Parade+Route.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083930524135098114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hailee did the 4th of July kids race in Burien again this year. This picture is from last year when we weren't sure she would make it all the way around, so I ran with her. Not the easiest thing to do around a 1K crit course in sandals, but she had a blast. She rocked it again this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6754325100340568355-6309284873879953153?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/6309284873879953153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=6309284873879953153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6309284873879953153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6309284873879953153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-week.html' title='What a Week'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Ro2_JjnWhvI/AAAAAAAAADY/ziqvVBtjvzQ/s72-c/C-monster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-3052593551403011080</id><published>2007-06-26T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T21:50:37.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madison Racing against Sky at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RoHqpznWhqI/AAAAAAAAACs/a7KFD-iZI_w/s1600-h/Josh+on+bike.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RoHqpznWhqI/AAAAAAAAACs/a7KFD-iZI_w/s200/Josh+on+bike.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080599858601428642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh sets up for the start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gets ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RoHrJTnWhrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4nTpSyimgC8/s1600-h/josh+on+bike+ready.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RoHrJTnWhrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4nTpSyimgC8/s200/josh+on+bike+ready.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080600399767307954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And their off! It's a dead heat between Boyfriend &amp; Sky.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RoHrjDnWhsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/p2d4jhlNQko/s1600-h/josh+racing+sky.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RoHrjDnWhsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/p2d4jhlNQko/s200/josh+racing+sky.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080600842148939458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hand off, Carrie throws an elbow &amp; chops Sky at the finish.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RoHsJDnWhtI/AAAAAAAAADE/GOhIk5jyoWk/s1600-h/carrie+and+sky+bike.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RoHsJDnWhtI/AAAAAAAAADE/GOhIk5jyoWk/s200/carrie+and+sky+bike.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080601494983968466" 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/6754325100340568355-3052593551403011080?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/3052593551403011080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=3052593551403011080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/3052593551403011080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/3052593551403011080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/06/madison-racing-against-sky-at-home.html' title='Madison Racing against Sky at Home'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RoHqpznWhqI/AAAAAAAAACs/a7KFD-iZI_w/s72-c/Josh+on+bike.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-2434291655586746743</id><published>2007-06-26T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T21:33:07.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RoHoejnWhpI/AAAAAAAAACk/NlQTuexsNaU/s1600-h/richie0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RoHoejnWhpI/AAAAAAAAACk/NlQTuexsNaU/s200/richie0223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080597466304644754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My Boy, Richie Sexson, just scored homer on Boston Red Sox to bring in 2 runs for 2 run lead in bottom of 8th! Go Baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-2434291655586746743?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/2434291655586746743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=2434291655586746743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/2434291655586746743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/2434291655586746743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/06/big-sex.html' title='Big Sex'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RoHoejnWhpI/AAAAAAAAACk/NlQTuexsNaU/s72-c/richie0223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-1030276713284362328</id><published>2007-06-25T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T21:08:59.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Things that make me laugh outloud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RoCQ3oy5pXI/AAAAAAAAACc/RQyntRCh2dc/s1600-h/kitty.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RoCQ3oy5pXI/AAAAAAAAACc/RQyntRCh2dc/s200/kitty.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080219665192035698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't stop thinking about this cat!!! It makes me laugh out loud in my cube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Team Hose-Panties as new Ti Cycles women's team name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-1030276713284362328?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/1030276713284362328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=1030276713284362328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/1030276713284362328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/1030276713284362328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/06/things-that-make-me-laugh-outloud.html' title='Things that make me laugh outloud'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RoCQ3oy5pXI/AAAAAAAAACc/RQyntRCh2dc/s72-c/kitty.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-8112027998485997414</id><published>2007-06-25T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T20:53:53.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elkhorn'/><title type='text'>Elkhorn Classic Stage Race 2007</title><content type='html'>I left town Thursday evening after a full day at work for a 6 hour drive to Baker City, OR from Seattle, WA. I managed to get into town at 10:30 pm. The plan was to share a room with my teammate &amp; her boyfriend for the weekend (boyfriend of a couple years - room for the weekend). They had scored a great deal on the room, less than $50 for each of us for 3 nights, in what we were expecting to be a non-smoking room. When I got there, Ted &amp;amp; Allison were just getting back from a run to Safeway for some room fragrances &amp; odor concealers to squelch the heavy, thick stench of smoke rot from the room. The smell was overpowering to the senses. Ted went buck wild with some febreeze spray, but it was no match to the wreakiness of the room. The motel manager said it was indeed a non-smoking room, but that she herself would not be able to personally smell the room as her sense of smell had been desensitized from smoking a pack of marlboro's every day for the past 45 years. Anyway, they did what they could as the motel was full &amp;amp; changed out all of the bedding. This seemed to help a little, but they made no effort to shampoo the carpets or strip the paint or drywall from the walls, so it remained stinky. However, if you stayed in the room long enough, you just passed out from the fumes, so it didn't really matter what it smelled like at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just about everything was pretty inexpensive in Baker City. I spent $3.50 on breakfast, including tip, $3.90 on dinner, $7 on a she-she breakfast, &amp; $4.50 on 3 very large americanos. This was sweet! I did end up dropping $50 at Safeway though - but most of that stuff came home with me too. I ATE 2 LOAVES OF RAISIN BREAD IN 3 DAYS &amp;amp; like 14 bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes - and then there was the race -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - Oregon Trails RR - 5 mile neutral roll out - yep, 5 miles in scorching heat. We had a police escort out of town &amp; a warning that if we crossed the center line at any point during the race we would fall into a pit of scalding hot lava that would burn the flesh from our skin. On this neutral roll out, one woman had a mechanical (second thoughts) &amp;amp; had to get some mechanical support (emotional guidance). Our lead vehicle had us stop &amp; wait for her - &amp;amp; you know what that means..PEE BREAK! Yes indeed, right in front of the Oregon Trail Interpretive Discovery Multi-Cultural Center Museum Display Area. After the pee-break (we were hydrated women for hot RR), the woman with the mechanical came rolling up to rejoin the pack (meet her destiny) &amp; it was game on into a headwind, going downhill at 14 mph. It was a long ride out to the turn around in Richland, OR. I felt super crappy on the way (it was the she-she breakfast) &amp;amp; knew it was going to be a tough day. I got my ass handed to me on the feed hill out of town &amp; dropped from the lead &amp;amp; chase groups. I managed to regain some strength after sucking down 6 or so bottles of water &amp; begging some more from my teammate, Michele. Once recharged, I started making my way through some stragglers in front of me. There was no relief from the wind &amp;amp; I think it was actually worse on the way back in. The last 5K had insanely strong cross winds &amp; I thought I was going to get blown across the centerline - gasp! I managed 10th in the 1-2's, but around 14th on the road since they were scoring 1-2's &amp;amp; 3-4's separate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 - TT&lt;br /&gt;I liked the Time Trial &amp; felt much better after non-she she breakfast. There was a slight headwind on the way out to turn around at 5.5 miles, but it was downhill &amp;amp; you could still keep your speed up. The wind was not as bad as the day prior. On the way back, the little tail wind was nice &amp; I jammed. I wonder if I could have gone harder on the way out or even harder on the way back, but I ended up 8th (still almost 2 min down from TT winner- but an improvement). Allison was TT winner &amp;amp; Michele was 2nd! Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crit&lt;br /&gt;Fun crit! Really wide open &amp; the corners are a nice distance from each other, plus there is a long stretch for the sprint - plenty of time for me to get the long legs moving. There were a ton of primes for cash &amp;amp; prizes for our race. A prime almost every lap! I went for a $50 cash prime about 15 min from the finish &amp; won it. Woo- hoo. At 2 laps to go, I was in good position towards the front, but got boxed in when an attack went &amp;amp; ended up trying to move back up on the last lap. I finished 9th. There was a girl from Australian National Team there who just dusted the field. The GC leader was left to do all the work in the field to try to limit losses. She didn't have a teammate who could really help her out. She was obviously frustrated that no one from the field was going to help her chase the other person back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Day RR&lt;br /&gt;Long race day - 101 miles, 3 PEE BREAKS!, 27 neutralizations &amp; 1-8 mile climb after93 miles of racing. Our average speed was 18.1 MPH - the race took me 5 hours &amp;amp; 25 minutes. Long day. The main group pretty much stayed together. We had some great support in the 2nd feed zone, so I was juiced &amp; ready for the final climb. I lasted about 1/2 way up the climb &amp;amp;  managed 4th in 1-2's for the day &amp; I think 6th on the road. Allison was 2nd in 1-2's &amp;amp; 1st overall GC Champion. Very cool! Fun racing this day &amp; I am stoked with my placing. I managed 6th in GC - nice. I am not sure where our other ladies ended up overall or on the stage since results haven't been put up yet, but it was great to have so many of us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long drive home &amp;amp; windy! My little car was having a tough time of it with the bike on top, so had to bring both bikes inside to motor home. Made it back to see Sky &amp;amp; Josh! Yah - great weekend of racing, but nice to come home, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-8112027998485997414?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/8112027998485997414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=8112027998485997414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/8112027998485997414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/8112027998485997414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/06/elkhorn-classic-stage-race-2007.html' title='Elkhorn Classic Stage Race 2007'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-8023343693580192221</id><published>2007-06-21T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T15:25:33.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Methow Valley Tour Report</title><content type='html'>TT: Cramped 3/4 of way through the race after the turn around - had been on track for what I thought would be a good time, but ended up 12th due siezing up of right leg. Could be position issue, but have not cramped before on TT bike or dehydration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRIT: Had good start to crit in top position &amp; was comfortable taking corners w/o braking after a couple laps, but had to force myself to relax. Riding well until 1/2 way through when I was further back in the field &amp;amp; there was an attack after a prime &amp; the pack split. Lesson here: move up for primes - even if not going for them - duh - or just don't ride that far back. Finished 8th - 3rd of 4 in little chase group. Allison got worked over in the lead group, but still got 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start - into a headwind &amp;amp; things were going slow. It felt really boring &amp; hard just to sit in, but I knew it was going to be a long race &amp;amp; wanted to be fresh for when it really counted. Lea was attacking pretty early in the race &amp; I remember thinking she was going to wear herself out. She did not have any teammates out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jitka did great hanging in there, rotating throug on the way out to the turnaround &amp;amp; was riding well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some attacks heading out to the lolli pop loop of the TT course, but nothing too threatening. When we hit the tail wind section of the TT course, we were flying. Over all the rollers, attacks were going. Allison &amp; I were chasing stuff down &amp;amp; it was great to have the 2 of us to take turns chasing. it also helped that Byrne rider was frisky &amp; wasn't going to let Wines go up the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the feed hill would be full of attacks &amp;amp; tough with the false flat after, but the strong headwind neutralized anyone's desires to attack there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wines started sending girls up the road on attacks at about 15 miles to go. At about 10 miles to go in a tail/crosswind section WOW rider2 got up the road &amp; I was on her wheel. We had a good gap &amp;amp; she wanted me to pull through &amp; help, but I didn't want to risk her getting the win &amp;amp; leaving Allison teammate-less in a group sprint, especially if there was a chance that Lise could then take 2nd in the overall, so I sat on her wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group following caught us &amp; WOW rider 1 launched an attack, but with Allison right on her wheel. After going  through Winthrop on the way back to Twisp, WOW rider 1 got a gap at one point - this seemed pretty dangerous &amp; Allison was at the front. I jammed up to get ahead of her to tow her up, but then I heard her say "go get her, Carrie." So I went &amp;amp; again just sat on her wheel. I'm a little hazy at exactly what happened then, but I think WOW rider 2 caught us &amp; I sat on them until Allison rejoined us &amp;amp; then it was just down to the 4 of us with the rest of the field behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW rider 1 &amp; WOW rider 2 were taking turns attacking us. At one point, WOW rider2 was worried the field was closing in on us. I took the bait &amp;amp; went to the front to charge ahead &amp; then WOW rider 1 unleashed an attack; I thought there was no way I would be able to hang on. Allison was with her &amp; I managed to keep up &amp;amp; I swore I was not going to the front the rest of the way to the finish, but I think I was up there a couple more times &amp; each time there was a Wines attack. Allison &amp;amp;  I did not have much of a chance to be aggressors &amp; attack becuase we were either chasing or recovering from the last attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recognized the change in pavement surface from old to new &amp;amp; back again from driving the road out to the parking lot from Winthrop that morning &amp; knew we were close &amp;amp; sat on Lise's wheel in 2nd position. we rode by the 1K sign then rounded a bend &amp; all of the sudden the 200m sign was there. I saw red &amp;amp; jammed on the pedals praying that Allison was on my wheel - I hadn't had time to check b/w the 1K sign &amp; 200 m sign (I think the distance was a little miscalculated by whoever set up the signs). I was closing in on the finish line &amp;amp; noticed I did not see Allison coming around &amp; i did not know where she was. I thought I should back off, but did not want to risk the Wines girls coming around so jammed all the way across the line, then looked left &amp;amp; there was Allison. We took 1-2 ahead of Wines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Allison maintained her #2 in GC (She would have had to have won &amp; WOW rider 1 finish 5th to take the overall) &amp;amp; I moved up a spot in overall points, Plus we had the pleasure of putting the smackdown on Wines. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-8023343693580192221?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/8023343693580192221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=8023343693580192221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/8023343693580192221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/8023343693580192221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/06/methow-valley-tour-report.html' title='Methow Valley Tour Report'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-6136047280592740650</id><published>2007-06-15T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T13:11:38.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Injured'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Jo'/><title type='text'>The Dangers of Sleeping</title><content type='html'>After work, training, eating, packing &amp; a little stretching last night I fell asleep exhausted. I slept hard. The past few nights Josh &amp;amp; I have both not been sleeping well - mostly because he has been up &amp; down at night due to work stress. Last night, it was more of the same for the poor boyfriend, but I was totally knocked out - a little too much so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 3:45 am I remember wriggling around trying to get comfortable. I had a bit of a crook in my neck. It hurt to move &amp;amp; I thought it would go away. I got up to get some water &amp; was amazed how stiff my neck felt. I went into the bathroom for some ibuprofen &amp;amp; could not turn my head left or right or look up or down. When I tried to rub the sore spot at the base of my skull, all I got was a shock of shooting pain to my brain stem. Not so good. Back in the bedroom, I gingerly sat on the edge of the bed &amp; tried to scoot my way back to the pillow &amp;amp; muffle my whimpers of pain to not wake up Josh who was finally sleeping. He woke up anyway. Josh was able to help me lower myself to the pillow &amp; get me an ice pack.  Such a sweetie. We both fell back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:50 am rolls around &amp; I cannot move or lift my head from the pillow the pain is so bad. Josh tries to lift my head &amp;amp; shoulders together to keep my neck straight from the pillow, but it is so bad! Finally, he just has to do it, like ripping off a band-aid, so I can get out of bed. No way am I going to work today. Who knows about the race this weekend. I email my boss that I am working from home &amp; email Dr. Jo at &lt;a href="http://www.tuttleclinics.com"&gt;Tuttle clinic&lt;/a&gt; for an emergency adjustment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start working away on the laptop with ice pack &amp;amp; pillows supporting me. At 9:30 am, Natasha from Dr's office calls to say I can come right in. I hobble to the car &amp; then drive like an 80 year old woman to the U-District - all mirrors. Dr. Jo had some trouble getting my neck to move because the muscles were clenching so hard at this point, but she was able to get it to move finally after a little massage. She said I probably slept so hard that I did not move &amp;amp; the muscles tightened &amp; pulled something from alignment. How does that happen?! I thought I was getting the best sleep ever, but guess not - it was wicked sleep. I booked it home for some Aleve, more ice &amp;amp; plenty of fluids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1 pm now &amp; still pretty sore, but able to move &amp;amp; twist now. I think I'll still try driving to Methow for the Omnium this weekend. I am hopeful things will be looser by tomorrow morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-6136047280592740650?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/6136047280592740650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=6136047280592740650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6136047280592740650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6136047280592740650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/06/dangers-of-sleeping.html' title='The Dangers of Sleeping'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-3160031633175245826</id><published>2007-06-15T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T12:46:37.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sky'/><title type='text'>Day in Life of SkyPilot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RnLpHoy5pSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Cxss8iIAIRI/s1600-h/sky+sleep+630am.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RnLpHoy5pSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Cxss8iIAIRI/s200/sky+sleep+630am.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076376047419237666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping at 6:30 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RnLpkoy5pTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lOuk2zaZTZc/s1600-h/sky+awake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RnLpkoy5pTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lOuk2zaZTZc/s200/sky+awake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076376545635444018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to flip 7:45 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RnLqkIy5pUI/AAAAAAAAACE/MeXoOL5jtNU/s1600-h/sky+stretch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RnLqkIy5pUI/AAAAAAAAACE/MeXoOL5jtNU/s200/sky+stretch.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076377636557137218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, should do something today 7:50 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RnLq24y5pVI/AAAAAAAAACM/2cS4M3ZNnOc/s1600-h/sky+window+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RnLq24y5pVI/AAAAAAAAACM/2cS4M3ZNnOc/s200/sky+window+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076377958679684434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like go show the neighbor cat my friends jab &amp; right hook. 8 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RnLrJoy5pWI/AAAAAAAAACU/qDmImi9vqik/s1600-h/Sky+Sleep+8am.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RnLrJoy5pWI/AAAAAAAAACU/qDmImi9vqik/s200/Sky+Sleep+8am.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076378280802231650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe later. 8:01 am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-3160031633175245826?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/3160031633175245826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=3160031633175245826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/3160031633175245826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/3160031633175245826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-in-life-of-skypilot.html' title='Day in Life of SkyPilot'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RnLpHoy5pSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Cxss8iIAIRI/s72-c/sky+sleep+630am.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-4974235019098836513</id><published>2007-06-14T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T21:43:23.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballard race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crit'/><title type='text'>Ballard</title><content type='html'>So I raced Ballard last weekend. There was never any question about it, but some did not show due to nasty rainy weather. The streets of old Ballard are a bit chewed up &amp; there is on cobble section. We only had 17 ladies start our race &amp;amp; there were 2 wrecks. I think every race of the day had some carnage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first race back from Hood &amp; I felt great - which was a good thing since I had been feeling pretty wrecked the first few days after Hood, then things started to turn around, but I still had to be conservative &amp;amp; keep the recovery going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race started out pretty fast &amp; I did not have a great start. Seems to be something I need to work on - crit starts. I was finally able to get into a rythem &amp;amp; I knew I wasn't going to go down in a corner, so I had a few attacks &amp; chased some things down. Jen T had to pull out of the race due to her Hammy acting up &amp;amp; Rachel, well, it was a fast race for her &amp; she was dropped &amp;amp; lapped, but hung on after that. Karen was riding really well &amp; able to help Annette chase things down &amp;amp; then she got off in a break. The break stuck &amp; there were a few attempts by various people, including Annette &amp;amp; I to bridge, but nothing went. It was hard to carry speed through the corners for me b/c I kept feeling my rear slip - I had to think about how to take them. On the last 2 laps, I lead the field at a good clip with Annette on my wheel. I knew she could win the field sprint - she wanted the overall, but would have to settle. I was passed by a Byrne leadout for Deb Preller, then in corner 3 on the cobbles, Deb &amp; Annette collided &amp;amp; Deb ended up going down hard. I was behind the crash &amp; sat up. Annette still won the field sprint for 4th &amp;amp; I was 10th - not a great result for the effort, but I'll take it. It was a photo finish for Karen &amp; she got 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I rode with coach Ryan &amp;amp; some cat 1,2's for a 'Tuesday ride' around Mercer Island &amp; had my butt handed to me - which was good - forces me to think about how to ride more efficiently &amp;amp; not just throttle for no reason all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished up getting the rig all packed up to head to Methow Valley Tour in Winthrop this weekend. I am looking forward to rocking! Allison &amp; Michele will be there, too. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss Sky this weekend.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RnIYwoy5pRI/AAAAAAAAABs/lsDqTa5sFN8/s1600-h/DSC00894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RnIYwoy5pRI/AAAAAAAAABs/lsDqTa5sFN8/s200/DSC00894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076146953863669010" 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/6754325100340568355-4974235019098836513?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/4974235019098836513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=4974235019098836513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/4974235019098836513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/4974235019098836513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/06/ballard.html' title='Ballard'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RnIYwoy5pRI/AAAAAAAAABs/lsDqTa5sFN8/s72-c/DSC00894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-784401544892268604</id><published>2007-06-11T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T22:11:15.392-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sky'/><title type='text'>Sky Pilot Tussell</title><content type='html'>You're so wise. You're like a miniature Buddha, covered with hair.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rm4nkoy5pQI/AAAAAAAAABk/6GE3XhHlXNc/s1600-h/DSC00891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rm4nkoy5pQI/AAAAAAAAABk/6GE3XhHlXNc/s200/DSC00891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075037340472812802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear words like 'beauty' and 'handsomeness' and 'incredibly chiseled features' and for me that's like a vanity of self absorption that I try to steer clear of.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rm4ml4y5pPI/AAAAAAAAABc/TXOwq7O7eUE/s1600-h/DSC00885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rm4ml4y5pPI/AAAAAAAAABc/TXOwq7O7eUE/s200/DSC00885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075036262436021490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate fiberglass insulation. It wasn't cotton candy like the guy said... my tummy itches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rm4kq4y5pOI/AAAAAAAAABU/K1OfoKZjzHI/s1600-h/DSC00888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rm4kq4y5pOI/AAAAAAAAABU/K1OfoKZjzHI/s200/DSC00888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075034149312111842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sky had a tussell with the neighbor cat from previous episodes this morning. While sipping coffee &amp; coming out of a coma this Monday morning, I heard what sounded like a crow choking on a tennis ball. This was out of the ordinary for noises coming from the front lawn area, so I took a chance &amp;amp; peeked outside to see if I could actually get a glimpse of a crow meeting death. That's when I saw the neighbor cat &amp; I knew something was afoul. I opened the door &amp;amp; Sky came booking it into the house covered in fresh lawn clippings from some kind of altercation involving lawn clippings. It obviously had Sky upset, as she went straight to her bowl of food, which she does when she is upset, scared, moody, sad, happy, calm, elated &amp;amp; bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-784401544892268604?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/784401544892268604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=784401544892268604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/784401544892268604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/784401544892268604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/06/sky-pilot-tussell.html' title='Sky Pilot Tussell'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rm4nkoy5pQI/AAAAAAAAABk/6GE3XhHlXNc/s72-c/DSC00891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-3906500679500402744</id><published>2007-06-08T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T21:17:45.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sky'/><title type='text'>Sky Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RmolNIy5pMI/AAAAAAAAABE/uy65Dmcsijg/s1600-h/SKy+stare.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RmolNIy5pMI/AAAAAAAAABE/uy65Dmcsijg/s200/SKy+stare.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073908837815788738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this week, it was pretty warm for a few nights here in Seattle. After getting back from Hood River, I was really looking forward to some cool nights of sleeping in my own bed soundly, but it was not to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One especially warm night, Josh &amp; I left the slider door from our bedroom to the deck open with the screen door closed. It has been a few moons since the screen door could do much to keep bugs or critters out. It's a little thrashed. The opening at the bottom of the screen door where the mesh wafts in the wind makes a perfect door for Sky to come &amp;amp; go as she pleases, which helps us sleep better normally because she is OCD about coming &amp; going in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the slider open &amp;amp; fell asleep with the cool breeze gently swirling in the room. Some time late in the night, I could faintly hear some low growling noise in my distant dreams. It was not enough to rouse me from my slumber, but when Josh leaped from the bed &amp; starting doing his crazy monkey dance &amp;amp; snorts, I was jolted awake...for a few seconds before dozing back to sleepy land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, Josh filled me in on what happened. A strange cat, I think I know which one, mozied on into our room &amp; took up camp underneath my grandma's old antique chair. This royally pissed off Sky, who took to defending her turf with really menacing growls &amp;amp; snorts of her own, which in turn woke up Josh who took to chasing all felines from the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this episode, we've had to defend Grandma's chair from Sky who keeps giving it side ways glances &amp; the sneak attack. Evidently, Sky has some association with the strange cat &amp;amp; the chair that is lasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole episode has brought Sky &amp; Josh even closer together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RmopeYy5pNI/AAAAAAAAABM/feaj3a0aT54/s1600-h/Sky+and+Josh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RmopeYy5pNI/AAAAAAAAABM/feaj3a0aT54/s200/Sky+and+Josh.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073913532215043282" 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/6754325100340568355-3906500679500402744?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/3906500679500402744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=3906500679500402744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/3906500679500402744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/3906500679500402744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/06/sky-lights.html' title='Sky Lights'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RmolNIy5pMI/AAAAAAAAABE/uy65Dmcsijg/s72-c/SKy+stare.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-6096308193735772162</id><published>2007-06-06T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T18:30:47.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mt hood cycling classic'/><title type='text'>Mt. Hood Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rmdft4y5pLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qB12TkAH_rY/s1600-h/funshine2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rmdft4y5pLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qB12TkAH_rY/s200/funshine2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073128747200783538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Below is a post from June 1st - I had not internet connection at the time, so just getting to posting today...I made it through the last stages, too. Stage 5 (88.5 miles, 9200 ft of climbing) was great the first 50 miles or so - I was was climbing better, then it was 40 miles of climbing - no joke - I finished pretty far back on the day. For the final stage, stage 6 - a crit, I thought I felt good, but I started in the back row (oh geeze, no one is lining up yet - I'll just take one more lap before the start) and had to close a bunch of gaps on the uphill section, plus the back section had a wicked tail wind, so it was hard just to keep contact at the back there. It was a short crit for me, but at least I got credit for finishing the race. :) Now rest time to recover &amp; come back flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;—June 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;, 2007—&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;It is a long winding, windy, hilly, hot, smooth, fast road. Stage 4 of Mt Hood Cycling Classic is in the books for the upper categories. My goal for the day was to enjoy the scenery &amp; the fun parts of the course. I warmed up for a total of 7.5 minutes on the trainer, then threw my aero wheels on &amp;amp; rode up to the start. A few of us ladies of the bottom of GC realm were chatting it up a bit with each other &amp; the officials before the start of the race. Good times. I was the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; to go off, because I was 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; from last after the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; stage! Uggh – hard not to be disappointed &amp;amp; frustrated with that – especially since 2 years ago, I was at least in the top ½ of the field here. I don’t want to focus on the negative too much, but it is quite a disappointment. I know it always ebbs &amp; flows, but holy frigging cow – 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; from last?!?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Anyway, today &lt;i style=""&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; actually fun &amp; the hills were not too bad - especially at the pace I was going - the descents &amp;amp; flat sections were a good place to test my aero equipment &amp; see how fast I could get going &amp;amp; practice corners in the aero bars.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Yesterday was 66 miles of fun – 56 of which were off the back for me. Yessss. I almost made it over the climb the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; of 4 times with the leaders, but not quite. I fell off at 1 K to go. Liz came screaming by me on the descent &amp; signaled for me to hop on. I tried &amp;amp; for a ways we were together &amp; then I got sketched out when a girl behind me came around &amp;amp; I did not feel as comfortable on her wheel &amp; dropped back – then Liz was gone. She is so rocking on the descents! I passed a few people on the climb – but not many &amp;amp; then never saw them again. This was kind of the whole race. It was freaking hot &amp; the last time through the feed zone, RT from Recycled Cycles handed me a nice, cold Coke – just what I needed to climb that sucker of a climb the 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; &amp;amp; final time. A group of OTB cat 1,2 men came rolling by me – I sat near their group to get a little tow up part of the climb. This helped break up the intense boredom I was beginning to feel. I was totally questioning why I was even out there – just feeling beat down.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;However, today in the shuttle ride back to the parking lot after the finish of the TT, there were some girls talking about having the same exact feelings – “I hate my bike, I hate riding &amp; I hate all of you!” So great to know someone else feels the same way. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;After the end of yesterday’s stage, Liz came up the road to pick me up, so I would not have to ride all the way back to the parking lot. She had had to pull out of the race due to her hamstring really acting up – she knew if she was having trouble then that the rest of the week would be counter productive &amp; may lead to more injury. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Allison is doing great! She was 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; after stage 2 &amp;amp; 12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; going into today. I hope she can get back into the top 10 – she is a great time trialist, so I think she has a shot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The stage the day before was stupid for me. That is when I &lt;i style=""&gt;really, really &lt;/i&gt;knew this week would be a brain burner. I was popped from the peleton every time up the “climb.” It was supposed to be a sprinters course – I couldn’t even make it up the sprinters hill. I just have to think of this as training &amp; swallow my pride. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I am afraid of tomorrow’s stage. 89 miles &amp; 9200 feet of climbing. The last 40 miles are all uphill. 40 miles! Are there even 40 mile climbs in the Tour? A few of the ladies at the TT start near the bottom of GC with me were talking about how we should just ride together – we’re all in survival mode anyway. That would make it at least a little better – misery with company.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;At least this week, I have gotten what I have been asking for – consistently hot weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; It’s been around 90 or higher every day. Awesome. Nice Tan Lines.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-6096308193735772162?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/6096308193735772162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=6096308193735772162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6096308193735772162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/6096308193735772162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/06/mt-hood-times.html' title='Mt. Hood Times'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/Rmdft4y5pLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qB12TkAH_rY/s72-c/funshine2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-7918596673495890684</id><published>2007-05-28T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T09:24:48.614-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Sista Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RlsBkQZhGmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/eI2myLbunaA/s1600-h/DSC00782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069647527924537954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RlsBkQZhGmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/eI2myLbunaA/s200/DSC00782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RlsBDQZhGlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kspigyXykik/s1600-h/DSC00790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069646960988854866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RlsBDQZhGlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kspigyXykik/s200/DSC00790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Eller Family stormed SF in royal fashion. See pics here: ellers-in-sf.snapfish.com/snapfish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I flew in Friday night after work. For some reason, I wasn't able to check in online. When I got to the airport I was informed that I had purchased a ticket to leave on Sunday the 3rd of June &amp; come back one week later. That was not going to work out so well since I was at the airport on the 25th of May. They let me swap the flights around for only $100 (oh so generous) &amp;amp; I was on an earlier flight to SF. When I got there, I took the BART to Erica's hood in the Mission District &amp; met up with the Fam in a Mexican Restaraunt. It was great to see everyone. We ended up sitting around her table at her house BSing while Dad fell asleep on the couch. He had some very timely snors during our conversation. Erica's roomies were out of town, so we had free use of our vocal range &amp;amp; intensity - which is good when any Eller's get within any distance of eachother - things tend to get noisy. This always makes going in public fun, too - but everyone seems to get that we're just a big group of goofy - no harm done - big noisy people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, after breakfast &amp; coffee at the Mission Pis store, we all piled into Mom &amp;amp; Dad's rental car &amp; headed off to see Erica's office where she works as the receptionist for Warren Sheets interior design firm. Then we went to Chrissy Field &amp;amp; walked frigging 4 miles to &amp; from the Golden Gate Bridge along the water. Good times - but I am a wimpy cyclist when it comes to walking. Then more walking to lunch &amp;amp; in China town. Finally, we got home in the afternoon &amp; everyone crashed out. When we woke up - from hunger pains - we decided to try a Sengalize resaurant somewhere between 3300 ft to 6600 ft from Erica's house (Dad &amp;amp; Erica had a lively discusison over how far a street block in SF actually is). At the restaurant, I swallowed my Pride enough to order a Flamboyant (hybiscus, lime juice &amp; vodka) from the beautiful black bartender - errmmm, it's for my mom...I'll have a vodka tonic. A young girl from Columbia really took to my Dad &amp;amp; had to have his hat. After dinner, we crashed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, Erica &amp; I went to the bike rental place. While I rode, Erica ran, then we went to the Carnival parade with the Fam. Next we went to lunch on Haight Street &amp;amp; then to Golden Gate Park &amp; saw many a dirty hippie (one decided the landscaping was a terrific place to pee as we were walking by). Finally, I was wiz-iped out &amp;amp; went back to E's place to pack my stuff &amp; get to the BART to go home. At the BART station, I had another episode where I became insanely attractive to all wierdos &amp;amp; freaks &amp; they decided it would be good to try &amp;amp; talk to me with broken English...You are Buuu ti foool. Ummmm... no. To top it all off, the 737 taking me back to Seattle was full of the Mt. Si High School Choir - they're T-shirts all said Shut Up &amp;amp; Sing! No, no - Just SHUT UP! This was pay back for the Eller noise in public places, I am sure. Kharma rocks.&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/6754325100340568355-7918596673495890684?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/7918596673495890684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=7918596673495890684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/7918596673495890684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/7918596673495890684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/05/sista-visit.html' title='Sista Visit'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szIBVeaWisg/RlsBkQZhGmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/eI2myLbunaA/s72-c/DSC00782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6754325100340568355.post-3413448018665036336</id><published>2007-05-25T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T05:54:45.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seward park race'/><title type='text'>Seward Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Last night was the 3rd Seward Park Thursday night racing I have entered so far this season. It was a pretty nice night &amp; slightly warm, so a mess of people showed up to the 6 o'clock race. I was hoping to hang in there &amp;amp; get a good workout in while working on maintaining my position in the pack &amp; hopefully not at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things started out good down the descent &amp;amp; around the bend, but when we came up the hill the first time, I was in too small of a gear &amp; went shooting back. Later, I figured out I could just sit &amp;amp; spin up that with my new-more forward position on the bike. About 10 laps into the race, there was a crash on the left hand side towards the front of the field going up the hill. I got caught behind it &amp; had to stop. I jumped back in the pack on the next lap only to get dropped on my own about another 10 min later. Yikes - usually it takes me a few times of doing those races before I figure out how to stick with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I tried jumping in the 7 pm race. I lasted longer than I thought I was going to - but that was a fast race &amp;amp; I was burning a lot of matches jumping out of the top 160 degree corner. Evidently, Miller says, there is a way to take that easier &amp;amp; then slingshot by people. Yep - something to work on.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao,&lt;br /&gt;CareBearus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6754325100340568355-3413448018665036336?l=skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/feeds/3413448018665036336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6754325100340568355&amp;postID=3413448018665036336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/3413448018665036336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6754325100340568355/posts/default/3413448018665036336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skypilot-cycling.blogspot.com/2007/05/seward-thursday.html' title='Seward Thursday'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547811927603110822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
