I hope that you have had a great Christmas, Channukah, and Kwanzaa, but I hope you have a fabulous
Eids and New Year.
As with most major holidays I spend mine alone. Peace and quiet, too quiet at times. So I cooked a few dishes to last through the Sabbath and Christmas weekend. I found myself, literally, rolls over rolls after reducing them during my summer rides. I am not disappointed because if I look at food I explode. So while hanging out at the local Krispy Kreme's for free access since Border's is packed, I got two donuts and lots to drink. After hours of bottle-necked wi-fi boredom I took a walk around the mall, which is home to my local bike-addiction shop. It has been months since I have visited the gang and now that it's freezing and they're probably bored otu of their minds.
I arrive to find the construction is now complete and there are about seven full-on bike trainers ready for anyone to jump on and disappear into their own wonder world. Well I would love to have one, but there's not a lick of space to squeeze this puppy so I opt for a portable trainer for my rear tire and a front tire block. One word of warning when deciding to purchase a portable-trainer: a step ladder. When you attach your bike, which has a top tube, you lose that one inch crotch clearance you usually have and since the block and trainer is made to be unforgiving you can't just swing your leg over it with a little tilt.
So I tested Felty for about eight minutes because after six minutes I started to perspire a bit. My next adjustment will definitely include a new seat. So now I have my ipod, a bike-trainer, lots of Accelerade and hopefully in the future a new seat. I can now ride during this upcoming blizzard, which is covering Minnesota, Wisconsin, Illinois, Michigan and Indiana. It appears to be heading into Canada, but I know we will get some of the one following behind.
So my current obsession includes loading 60 gigs worth of podcasts, music, short films and cartoons to fill my eyes and ears while churning the lactate in my legs. The bottom half will be fine, it's the handweights and mid-torso work that may be the biggest challenge. My hope is to rack massive training mileage at Bikejournal.com for TeamEstrogen. Now I understand why my LBS owner, Frank, was lamenting about needing a personal trainer to get him motivated and moving. I'm going to have to reach deep to train, but I think prayer will do just fine.
So the journey begins with me researching podcasts. I have moved me through itunes, britcaster.com, podcasts.yahoo.com, podcastpickle and my favorite podcast of all: TopofthePods.com. Rob and Jon are hilarious and I wish that Jon's Mrs.' will allow him to continue bringing joy to others after Channukah, if not maybe Mark from Tartanpodcast can become a permanent fixture via Skype. So can you tell I'm confused and addicted to technology? I'm somewhat, but I put it down during Sabbath. Now sharing after closing the Sabbath, that's another story. I've found online worship services in California, Maryland, and hopefully I'll locate some international sermons that have been translated.
Well it's time to prepare for Sabbath, then at sunset the local congregations will meet for the incoming New Year.
So please stay sober and safe, and pray for a peaceful 2006.
God Bless!
12.30.2005
12.19.2005
Where have you been?
So it's almost time for a cornucopia of holidays. I've been off the bike, obviously, and have returned to one of my first loves: Technology!
Yes this topic alone crosses many genre's, but as a young girl in the early 80's that could only mean Macintosh. My exposure grew during this decade as my first teenage employment was at a public relations firm producing newsletters, magazine editorials and sometimes finding a hidden game.
Now warp to today and who would have guessed I would be surrounded by Apple products and other non-microsoft products. This past Sabbath I shared an mp3 of Professor Walter Veith at Amazing Discoveries of his experience in finding the truth after being an non-believer of God. A Professor of Science in evolution at large international universities researched the truths and untruths for the answer. Totally amazing how the Lord uses us wayward humans for His purpose.
So now my search will include sermons and missionary reports to share after Sabbath as to how God is moving across the earth.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow, which are manifested in your life and others.
Love...that's what it's all about.
God Bless You
Yes this topic alone crosses many genre's, but as a young girl in the early 80's that could only mean Macintosh. My exposure grew during this decade as my first teenage employment was at a public relations firm producing newsletters, magazine editorials and sometimes finding a hidden game.
Now warp to today and who would have guessed I would be surrounded by Apple products and other non-microsoft products. This past Sabbath I shared an mp3 of Professor Walter Veith at Amazing Discoveries of his experience in finding the truth after being an non-believer of God. A Professor of Science in evolution at large international universities researched the truths and untruths for the answer. Totally amazing how the Lord uses us wayward humans for His purpose.
So now my search will include sermons and missionary reports to share after Sabbath as to how God is moving across the earth.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow, which are manifested in your life and others.
Love...that's what it's all about.
God Bless You
11.30.2005
Jamiroquai...
Being Jewish, Islamic and Christians we're to love each other and grow spiritually, but sometimes a part of the past gets a hold of my eyes and ears when I'm online searching for electronic books and how-to's (podcasts).
I've been listening to this group since the early 90's, working in NYC corporate retail you're bound to come across some thought-provoking music. It's unfortunate how almost 15 years later the message is still relevant; more now than ever. So I ask you to visit www.jamiroquai.com for their earlier works. Take a listen at Apple.com/itunes.
There was a point in the latter 90's where they were holding on to their existence as Stewart had left, then Toby and only Jay and Derrick remained just before Mr. Stone arrived. Well I wonder if Jay's given up those extreme gas-guzzlin' Aston Martin's and Lamborghini's. The boy's got a lead foot for speed. So it was to my surprise to see the band (Jay & Derrick and a cast of others) on the Jimmy Kimmel show. Talk about not getting a good night's sleep before travelling.
So careful listening to this music while driving or riding your bike 'cause the canned heat will get you way above 65mph, and you will totally outstrip your cadence, even on the trainer if you get caught in that hypnotic pocket.
It's the destructive future they've fought and played against in their songs while supporting Greenpeace. It's unfortunate that you don't see the damage and destruction you create when you're looking through black-colored glasses. You're destroying human lives, and animal's natural habitat's. There running in the road and dying because you want to expand the road for commerce. Please, stop hunting, or as some call it, "thinning out the numbers."
Yes, I do live in the country,
I've been listening to this group since the early 90's, working in NYC corporate retail you're bound to come across some thought-provoking music. It's unfortunate how almost 15 years later the message is still relevant; more now than ever. So I ask you to visit www.jamiroquai.com for their earlier works. Take a listen at Apple.com/itunes.
There was a point in the latter 90's where they were holding on to their existence as Stewart had left, then Toby and only Jay and Derrick remained just before Mr. Stone arrived. Well I wonder if Jay's given up those extreme gas-guzzlin' Aston Martin's and Lamborghini's. The boy's got a lead foot for speed. So it was to my surprise to see the band (Jay & Derrick and a cast of others) on the Jimmy Kimmel show. Talk about not getting a good night's sleep before travelling.
So careful listening to this music while driving or riding your bike 'cause the canned heat will get you way above 65mph, and you will totally outstrip your cadence, even on the trainer if you get caught in that hypnotic pocket.
It's the destructive future they've fought and played against in their songs while supporting Greenpeace. It's unfortunate that you don't see the damage and destruction you create when you're looking through black-colored glasses. You're destroying human lives, and animal's natural habitat's. There running in the road and dying because you want to expand the road for commerce. Please, stop hunting, or as some call it, "thinning out the numbers."
Yes, I do live in the country,
11.27.2005
Thanksgiving...I'm Stuffed!
Well we've safely rolled across Pennsylvania just to get to the NY metro area. Time has slipped through our fingers while visiting family, but I managed to pull a solo ride to my favorite parts of town.
I forgot home was actually on a hill. I was under the impression that we lived on the flats. Tells you how long I've been away from riding. So many things have changed, from levelling the local community hospital to the fancy schmancy old brick inn where the overly-well-to-do meet for brunch. I can't complain I've been to the inn for brunch, as well. Not many roadies compared to those who use mountain bikes as means of transportation. I could not believe my eyes. The main strip lighting fixtures are decorated with multiple bikes locked to them. Sadly, the only bike rack you'll find in town is the park. I've been informed that the train station renovations will include an elevator and lots of bike racks. Now if we can get the proper security to assure commuters their steeds will be standing upon their return from a day of hustle-and-bustle.
I was hoping to make it all the way to the Iris park and then on to the university about an additional ten miles from my break point, but the sun was beginning to set and I wanted to be indoors before the temperature dropped into the 30's again. This trip we will not make it into the city (nyc). So I'm hoping to return home and settle in within the next few days. I love seeing my twin neices and my nephews. I'm a little sad as their growth in height and education has quickly lapsed before my eyes.
Atleast three months of winter to endure. Stay warm.
I forgot home was actually on a hill. I was under the impression that we lived on the flats. Tells you how long I've been away from riding. So many things have changed, from levelling the local community hospital to the fancy schmancy old brick inn where the overly-well-to-do meet for brunch. I can't complain I've been to the inn for brunch, as well. Not many roadies compared to those who use mountain bikes as means of transportation. I could not believe my eyes. The main strip lighting fixtures are decorated with multiple bikes locked to them. Sadly, the only bike rack you'll find in town is the park. I've been informed that the train station renovations will include an elevator and lots of bike racks. Now if we can get the proper security to assure commuters their steeds will be standing upon their return from a day of hustle-and-bustle.
I was hoping to make it all the way to the Iris park and then on to the university about an additional ten miles from my break point, but the sun was beginning to set and I wanted to be indoors before the temperature dropped into the 30's again. This trip we will not make it into the city (nyc). So I'm hoping to return home and settle in within the next few days. I love seeing my twin neices and my nephews. I'm a little sad as their growth in height and education has quickly lapsed before my eyes.
Atleast three months of winter to endure. Stay warm.
11.15.2005
Ketchup
Finally found the time to get PBG-412's software up-to-date, again, and downloaded some widgets.
It's a blah morning as the rain and dark clouds have hidden the beautiful sky and bright sun. The rain will continue until tomorrow then the rest of the week will be sunny. Unfortunately, the temps going to drop to the hi-30's. So I guess I'll hibernate.
I was looking at the sunlite widget and the thought of Christ's Second Coming became a bit simpler to me. The verse that 'every eye shall see him' is now a bit more comprehensible (I guess I need to check my dictionary widget). We are The Lord's children; so compare human's to an ant, in size, and make us the tiny ones. It may be far fetched, but think of how our immediate solar system revolves. Can you see it a little?
You just need to remember that during the Second Coming what direction he will come. Don't be fooled that only a few people will see HIM and that you must travel to see HIM.
It will not be a secret. Keep reading, keep riding, and keep loving.
It's a blah morning as the rain and dark clouds have hidden the beautiful sky and bright sun. The rain will continue until tomorrow then the rest of the week will be sunny. Unfortunately, the temps going to drop to the hi-30's. So I guess I'll hibernate.
I was looking at the sunlite widget and the thought of Christ's Second Coming became a bit simpler to me. The verse that 'every eye shall see him' is now a bit more comprehensible (I guess I need to check my dictionary widget). We are The Lord's children; so compare human's to an ant, in size, and make us the tiny ones. It may be far fetched, but think of how our immediate solar system revolves. Can you see it a little?
You just need to remember that during the Second Coming what direction he will come. Don't be fooled that only a few people will see HIM and that you must travel to see HIM.
It will not be a secret. Keep reading, keep riding, and keep loving.
11.10.2005
Apple's make you crazy
I'm a billion dollars short and 25 days late. I've finally settled in after my trip to New England. I was a bit interested in taking photo's, but after going through security each time I'm glad I chose otherwise.
The laptop's working great and I've updated some software. I just finished watching the October 'Oh one other thing...' with Jobs, Iger and Marsalis. Lovely music, but darn I'm jonesin' for an Ipod. What was the use of getting the Powerbook if I wasn't going to use it to it's total capacity. There are so many websites, software and article I need to read. Truthfully, two weeks behind on the internet actually equals a month behind in reading. I now have months of reading to catch up on. It would have been easier if the wireless router didn't blow the house into a tizzy. My weakness: widgets. I'll try to salvage the photo's taken on the cell by transfering them through bluetooth. That's going to be a fun deal.
It's 40 degrees outside after a high 70's yesterday. I knew it was coming especially after hearing that all last week Pittsburgh had an Indian Summer. I hope Thanksgiving will be nice and dry for me to ride further East. I had a great time riding the flats.
Well time for school.
The laptop's working great and I've updated some software. I just finished watching the October 'Oh one other thing...' with Jobs, Iger and Marsalis. Lovely music, but darn I'm jonesin' for an Ipod. What was the use of getting the Powerbook if I wasn't going to use it to it's total capacity. There are so many websites, software and article I need to read. Truthfully, two weeks behind on the internet actually equals a month behind in reading. I now have months of reading to catch up on. It would have been easier if the wireless router didn't blow the house into a tizzy. My weakness: widgets. I'll try to salvage the photo's taken on the cell by transfering them through bluetooth. That's going to be a fun deal.
It's 40 degrees outside after a high 70's yesterday. I knew it was coming especially after hearing that all last week Pittsburgh had an Indian Summer. I hope Thanksgiving will be nice and dry for me to ride further East. I had a great time riding the flats.
Well time for school.
10.31.2005
Nightmare 101Support Amtrak!
It's too horrible to even post. I'm going to fetch a road bike, get my head together and tell you why EVERY airline that has/had tried to merge with US Airlines goes under. And will continue to do so! FOREVER!
Good night!
Good night!
10.30.2005
On the plane again!
So after much preparing and pruning of items to pack. I'm finally down to an average of five to seven shirts and pants, and practically all of my cycling clothes.
I'm glad the clocks fell back an hour, which gave me time to do laundry, shop, wash, and arrange some personal cycling gear. Just as a precaution. For a sunny Sunday not many people are the on road so it took us an hour and ten minutes to get to the airport. In order to keep the little one under-budget I told my roommate not to park at the airport, but to go home. I don't want her crying cause I'm travelling. She's such an emotional human. This allows me to do some airmall shopping, which I did after going through security screening.
It was fun. I informed them that I have a leg brace and that I'm unable to take off my shoes. As well, the brace has four layers of metal springs. So I was padded down by a young lady and picked up my laptop, which would not come on after the second try! So I'm thinking this had better work because I'm carrying a two pound paperweight laptop. It came on after the third try and my cellphone works, but I haven't tried T3 and my free BT headset. It's a get-up from T-Mobile's To Go, no contract plan. I love this; use it only when you need it!
So I headed straight to the 'Palm' store to pick up an iGo power converter, because currently my laptop battery's only holding two hours of juice. So the guys at Airport Wireless/Palm paired the laptop and portable charger together for PBG=412 and the T3. It actually costs less than the prepackaged outfit iGo offers.
So I asked Justin and Jeremy where's the wireless port in the hub and they pointed me to the direction all the way down the corridor near information. Since the laptop was already out of my backpack I turned her on and jumped on the moving floor/escalator. One woman laughed and we started a brief conversation about me searching for a strong signal, but I found it!
Currently it's quiet and bare in the B corridor, but picking up a bit. I like that, but I'm also hungry and think I should get moving so that I will not have to use the facilities on the airplane. I can't recall the movie, but have you noticed airplane flicks always have something wrong going on in the bathroom? As a little girl I wouldn't use the facilities in the Winnebago when dad took us on trips. My suggestion only if it's attached to a central plumbing system will I use it, but I've learned to camp, hardcore' so forget the outhouse!
Well, it's time to check email, eat and ready to board my flight to New England. Unfortunately, I'm connecting in Philly instead of flying to O'Hare then to New England, but I haven't done this since a I was a little girl. Flying solo can be fun and sometimes lonely unless you meet a friendly person.
So Ciao until Philly!
I'm glad the clocks fell back an hour, which gave me time to do laundry, shop, wash, and arrange some personal cycling gear. Just as a precaution. For a sunny Sunday not many people are the on road so it took us an hour and ten minutes to get to the airport. In order to keep the little one under-budget I told my roommate not to park at the airport, but to go home. I don't want her crying cause I'm travelling. She's such an emotional human. This allows me to do some airmall shopping, which I did after going through security screening.
It was fun. I informed them that I have a leg brace and that I'm unable to take off my shoes. As well, the brace has four layers of metal springs. So I was padded down by a young lady and picked up my laptop, which would not come on after the second try! So I'm thinking this had better work because I'm carrying a two pound paperweight laptop. It came on after the third try and my cellphone works, but I haven't tried T3 and my free BT headset. It's a get-up from T-Mobile's To Go, no contract plan. I love this; use it only when you need it!
So I headed straight to the 'Palm' store to pick up an iGo power converter, because currently my laptop battery's only holding two hours of juice. So the guys at Airport Wireless/Palm paired the laptop and portable charger together for PBG=412 and the T3. It actually costs less than the prepackaged outfit iGo offers.
So I asked Justin and Jeremy where's the wireless port in the hub and they pointed me to the direction all the way down the corridor near information. Since the laptop was already out of my backpack I turned her on and jumped on the moving floor/escalator. One woman laughed and we started a brief conversation about me searching for a strong signal, but I found it!
Currently it's quiet and bare in the B corridor, but picking up a bit. I like that, but I'm also hungry and think I should get moving so that I will not have to use the facilities on the airplane. I can't recall the movie, but have you noticed airplane flicks always have something wrong going on in the bathroom? As a little girl I wouldn't use the facilities in the Winnebago when dad took us on trips. My suggestion only if it's attached to a central plumbing system will I use it, but I've learned to camp, hardcore' so forget the outhouse!
Well, it's time to check email, eat and ready to board my flight to New England. Unfortunately, I'm connecting in Philly instead of flying to O'Hare then to New England, but I haven't done this since a I was a little girl. Flying solo can be fun and sometimes lonely unless you meet a friendly person.
So Ciao until Philly!
10.26.2005
Sidetracked!
Last night at school there was just so much going on in my head with traveling to New England that I dumped out three long postings. Yet there are times when your best made plans go awry. You'll have to check back in the future for those three reports, which will include this late fall season of travel.
After not having much success at Carnegie library's wi-fi I decided to visit one of my favorite eateries in Pittsburgh, Hotdogma! Yesterday was there anniversary of continuing a year of clean-dog-eating success. They're so good that they will be featured on The Food Network, on Tuesday, November 8th at 9:30 p.m., EST (check your local listing). I hope I'm near cable-access as that's a travel day for me from home. Airports still have those pay-tv-chairs don't they?
Of course I just dated myself. So my former boss' life-partner shows up and boy am I shocked. I thought engineers worked until blood flowed from their pores. Well it was sweet to see him. I didn't hug him as I usually greet people I miss for long periods of time. Strange. We chatted for a hot second, but I knew he needed peace and quiet from people, ringing phones and etc. so if there were any questions posed they would have to come from him. It was a quiet lunch until the question arose of how I knew one of the owners. Total chance that we're from neighboring counties in NJ. I thought it was really cool to see him wearing a hoodie with 'JERSEY PRIDE' plastered on the back. Oh I'm all emotional.
Well classes are out and it's time to head to South Side Works Cheesecake Factory. Mmmm!
Ciao!
After not having much success at Carnegie library's wi-fi I decided to visit one of my favorite eateries in Pittsburgh, Hotdogma! Yesterday was there anniversary of continuing a year of clean-dog-eating success. They're so good that they will be featured on The Food Network, on Tuesday, November 8th at 9:30 p.m., EST (check your local listing). I hope I'm near cable-access as that's a travel day for me from home. Airports still have those pay-tv-chairs don't they?
Of course I just dated myself. So my former boss' life-partner shows up and boy am I shocked. I thought engineers worked until blood flowed from their pores. Well it was sweet to see him. I didn't hug him as I usually greet people I miss for long periods of time. Strange. We chatted for a hot second, but I knew he needed peace and quiet from people, ringing phones and etc. so if there were any questions posed they would have to come from him. It was a quiet lunch until the question arose of how I knew one of the owners. Total chance that we're from neighboring counties in NJ. I thought it was really cool to see him wearing a hoodie with 'JERSEY PRIDE' plastered on the back. Oh I'm all emotional.
Well classes are out and it's time to head to South Side Works Cheesecake Factory. Mmmm!
Ciao!
10.20.2005
Powerbook G4 can ride any time
I've finally made the committment. Ever since the early 80's I had wanted to own my own Apple product. I almost obtained one of Apples first notebooks, but I was veered away as any money would be for school and the responsibility of paying rent while living at home. Oh the lessons we try to teach kids when all they truly want to do is enjoy their time not being an adult.
So now, almost 40, I gave Steve Jobs some gas money for the next four to six months. I hope he's not driving an SUV. So I'm sitting in the library streaming FM rock stations. Ozzy just ended and Eric Clapton's covering the legendary Bob Marley and family.
I had to decide to either obtain a cellphone, since someone lifted my battery from my seatbag in Squirrel Hill, another Palm, or just do a combination. So my next and final gadget will be Palm's Treo 650.
If I don't ride daily I'm unable to get a good nights rest. So last night the infamous bathroom marathon ensued (I had water, apple and oj before bed). Drinking water and apple juice is fine, but orange juice (which I LOVE) runs to my bladder faster than a doberman chasing a cat. So last night I watched Breaking Away until 5 a.m. and went back to sleep.
So now to update Palm and other softwares and downloads. This is going to be interested.
Oh well, lunch time! Chinese sounds good right now.
Keep riding.
So now, almost 40, I gave Steve Jobs some gas money for the next four to six months. I hope he's not driving an SUV. So I'm sitting in the library streaming FM rock stations. Ozzy just ended and Eric Clapton's covering the legendary Bob Marley and family.
I had to decide to either obtain a cellphone, since someone lifted my battery from my seatbag in Squirrel Hill, another Palm, or just do a combination. So my next and final gadget will be Palm's Treo 650.
If I don't ride daily I'm unable to get a good nights rest. So last night the infamous bathroom marathon ensued (I had water, apple and oj before bed). Drinking water and apple juice is fine, but orange juice (which I LOVE) runs to my bladder faster than a doberman chasing a cat. So last night I watched Breaking Away until 5 a.m. and went back to sleep.
So now to update Palm and other softwares and downloads. This is going to be interested.
Oh well, lunch time! Chinese sounds good right now.
Keep riding.
10.18.2005
Eating, riding and meeting....The South Side Works
Well it's another day and I need to ride. A previous spill is challenging my spin for my right knee. Preparing to ride outdoors this fall and winter is proving to be a challenge already. The need for tights, gloves, base layers, buffs, warm long-sleeve jerseys, and wind- and rain-proof gear has escaped my fingers until now. Prior to heading to Pitt I went to the local Hoss's restaurant, which has a fabulous open salad-bar, for lunch with my roommate and could not believe my eyes. It's Tuesday and they've put the Taco Salad back in the mix. So I piled half my plate with a mix of Ceaser salad, a quarter of potato salad, and the rest with the delicious Taco salad. My side plate included...meat. Ugh! I've fallen off the wagon after almost three weeks of no beef. I even had dessert: one-inch square fudge brownies. These I hid in my backpack as a treat after the nights ride.
So this is my first time riding on the Southside and I know that there's a bike trail, but it partially paved and tiny crushed stone. I rode the Eliza trail, walked the Grant Street bridge and took as many back streets off Carson to avoid buses and gas-guzzling suv's. From time to time the only option was to hoof it.
Finally arrived on South 27th to visit the local REI. Oh, my former boss opened a store too, Kenneth Cole NY. I chatted with the manager one of the keys then zig-zagged my way down the block to continue my quest. I arrived at my destination a 6:30 and it's really dark now. Met by knowledgeable staff and a former colleague that works there part-time. I grabbed a pair of men's long-sleeved gloves, three Buff's and a few cycling dolls. Still no proper clothing for Women with Curves. Oh well!
I eventually pushed my way to my bike and met a lovely young lady and her friends who ride in Crit-Mass. I was totally afraid to ride at night, let alone by myself so I asked her about the trail and if they would get me back to the bridge. They agreed. I'm screaming inside with joy. We tried to take the trail back, but it's unlit and too much gravel. A detour back to Carson and it was fabulous until we encountered a guy in a blue pick-up.
Now I understand. We're moving vehicles and abiding by the law of the road. Then a kid on a motorcycle proceeded to burst our ear drums to show his lack of patience. It was a fabulous ride until Seth's rear tube opened, but even that experience was great. More of their riding friends showed up. I'm glad I was with them because none of them had a patch or anything. I practically emptied my pack on the sidewalk and invited him to use any and all that I had to get him rolling again. This kid's good...less then 10 minutes with only the use of my headlamp to see. To be young with unfailing eyes. We continued and two blocks from the bridge the patch peaked through his tire. Now we definitely can't go on. So Pepi and I ride down. As we ride I bog him down with a billion questions about his new track bike and all sorts of riding propaganda. It's a one-of-a-kind by a local framer. It's a beauty!
As I walk across the bridge I begin to think about the next Crit ride sometime this month wondering if they will be there, but it's Halloween. No I do not celebrate any inkling of such evil-ness. So I locate the car, secure the bike and walk to school to locate my friends. They're still in class so I check my email to find Bike-Pgh is having a special event this coming Thursday night, and a ride to accompany. Definitely have to get those tights washed cause it's going to be freezing down near the waters.
So now I'm extremely excited about riding and wondering will I even need those long-finger gloves I picked up. With such fabulous group riding the warmth from inside can keep my digits comfy. Oh and using Pedro's Ice Wax helps too.
Ciao!
So this is my first time riding on the Southside and I know that there's a bike trail, but it partially paved and tiny crushed stone. I rode the Eliza trail, walked the Grant Street bridge and took as many back streets off Carson to avoid buses and gas-guzzling suv's. From time to time the only option was to hoof it.
Finally arrived on South 27th to visit the local REI. Oh, my former boss opened a store too, Kenneth Cole NY. I chatted with the manager one of the keys then zig-zagged my way down the block to continue my quest. I arrived at my destination a 6:30 and it's really dark now. Met by knowledgeable staff and a former colleague that works there part-time. I grabbed a pair of men's long-sleeved gloves, three Buff's and a few cycling dolls. Still no proper clothing for Women with Curves. Oh well!
I eventually pushed my way to my bike and met a lovely young lady and her friends who ride in Crit-Mass. I was totally afraid to ride at night, let alone by myself so I asked her about the trail and if they would get me back to the bridge. They agreed. I'm screaming inside with joy. We tried to take the trail back, but it's unlit and too much gravel. A detour back to Carson and it was fabulous until we encountered a guy in a blue pick-up.
Now I understand. We're moving vehicles and abiding by the law of the road. Then a kid on a motorcycle proceeded to burst our ear drums to show his lack of patience. It was a fabulous ride until Seth's rear tube opened, but even that experience was great. More of their riding friends showed up. I'm glad I was with them because none of them had a patch or anything. I practically emptied my pack on the sidewalk and invited him to use any and all that I had to get him rolling again. This kid's good...less then 10 minutes with only the use of my headlamp to see. To be young with unfailing eyes. We continued and two blocks from the bridge the patch peaked through his tire. Now we definitely can't go on. So Pepi and I ride down. As we ride I bog him down with a billion questions about his new track bike and all sorts of riding propaganda. It's a one-of-a-kind by a local framer. It's a beauty!
As I walk across the bridge I begin to think about the next Crit ride sometime this month wondering if they will be there, but it's Halloween. No I do not celebrate any inkling of such evil-ness. So I locate the car, secure the bike and walk to school to locate my friends. They're still in class so I check my email to find Bike-Pgh is having a special event this coming Thursday night, and a ride to accompany. Definitely have to get those tights washed cause it's going to be freezing down near the waters.
So now I'm extremely excited about riding and wondering will I even need those long-finger gloves I picked up. With such fabulous group riding the warmth from inside can keep my digits comfy. Oh and using Pedro's Ice Wax helps too.
Ciao!
10.10.2005
Somethings hurting
The human perception of affection, admiration or infatuation.
One of these three items tampers with my ride
Twenty miles to view a pair of eyes, shaved legs, lightly-tanned body
just for grumpiness.
No inter-action
We're adults for goodness sake
Why is my breathing so stripped just to speak?
A throbbing in my head and chest
Did I just complete a century?
My pulse pounds between my ears, my eyes.. my throat
I'm choking just to speak to you.
Something about you makes me beckon to question your lifes journey.
Are you hurt?
Why?
Who?
When?
You may have my ear to chew your aspirations or the road.
Explore your disappointments, share dry vino to accompany your dry-wet laughter.
12 out of 12 is a beautiful number.
Hello, my name is six
excuse me, my breathing is stripped
Please to meet you my love.
admiring from close-up and a distance can make you chew some road when you're out of your league.
One of these three items tampers with my ride
Twenty miles to view a pair of eyes, shaved legs, lightly-tanned body
just for grumpiness.
No inter-action
We're adults for goodness sake
Why is my breathing so stripped just to speak?
A throbbing in my head and chest
Did I just complete a century?
My pulse pounds between my ears, my eyes.. my throat
I'm choking just to speak to you.
Something about you makes me beckon to question your lifes journey.
Are you hurt?
Why?
Who?
When?
You may have my ear to chew your aspirations or the road.
Explore your disappointments, share dry vino to accompany your dry-wet laughter.
12 out of 12 is a beautiful number.
Hello, my name is six
excuse me, my breathing is stripped
Please to meet you my love.
admiring from close-up and a distance can make you chew some road when you're out of your league.
10.06.2005
Retract! It's 3a.m. in the morning!
Oh No!! It poored raining the remnants of a hurricane. I'm sitting in the window watching the rain, birds and trees change ...
Well it's been a very productive EARLY morning since my roommate couldn't sleep. Either too excited about an upcoming MRI or that this is her first week back to school, which will end in the summer of 2007.
So instead of going back to sleep I jumped online, went food shopping and the 24-hour Walmart and went for a evening/morning walk at 5 a.m. with the stars still shining in the sky.
Well it's almost 7 a.m. and we're at the local 24-hour Kinko's. When did almost everything begin offering 24-hour service? Gasoline, supermarkets, copy/print shops, and McDonald's. The next big 24-hour service will either entail a Bally's or bike shop. Maybe even a bookstore.
So my next morning venture will be to ride 12 miles into town and back. I've actually been riding the last few days trying different drinks since it's difficult to locate some bottled Accelerade. I think I'll visit their shop during the holidays and grab a case and probably one of their new flavors. This 'Orange' is not helping...with the smell and chugga-lugging. I might as well drink that swill called Gatorade.
So I've broke down and went shopping for winter clothes at , , and , after purchase my bike cargo case from since my local LBS cost was a bit more than I can handle.
Looking to travel to New England and then the beginning of next year will be school for me on the west coast. I refuse to leave town without Felty. We've been up and down these southwestern PA hills for over 155 miles. Eventually, I will upgrade my account with this years miles.
But catch this! My favorite Bicycling contributing writer, , is registered here too. Woohoo! Just call me a groupie.
I guess if you are someone then you are registered there to keep track of your mileage, LBS, clubs, rides and buy a snazzy looking site jersey.
Well I'm off for some paved road. I hope you are too.
Ciao Bella/Bello
Well it's been a very productive EARLY morning since my roommate couldn't sleep. Either too excited about an upcoming MRI or that this is her first week back to school, which will end in the summer of 2007.
So instead of going back to sleep I jumped online, went food shopping and the 24-hour Walmart and went for a evening/morning walk at 5 a.m. with the stars still shining in the sky.
Well it's almost 7 a.m. and we're at the local 24-hour Kinko's. When did almost everything begin offering 24-hour service? Gasoline, supermarkets, copy/print shops, and McDonald's. The next big 24-hour service will either entail a Bally's or bike shop. Maybe even a bookstore.
So my next morning venture will be to ride 12 miles into town and back. I've actually been riding the last few days trying different drinks since it's difficult to locate some bottled Accelerade. I think I'll visit their shop during the holidays and grab a case and probably one of their new flavors. This 'Orange' is not helping...with the smell and chugga-lugging. I might as well drink that swill called Gatorade.
So I've broke down and went shopping for winter clothes at , , and , after purchase my bike cargo case from since my local LBS cost was a bit more than I can handle.
Looking to travel to New England and then the beginning of next year will be school for me on the west coast. I refuse to leave town without Felty. We've been up and down these southwestern PA hills for over 155 miles. Eventually, I will upgrade my account with this years miles.
But catch this! My favorite Bicycling contributing writer, , is registered here too. Woohoo! Just call me a groupie.
I guess if you are someone then you are registered there to keep track of your mileage, LBS, clubs, rides and buy a snazzy looking site jersey.
Well I'm off for some paved road. I hope you are too.
Ciao Bella/Bello
9.06.2005
Decisions and more decisions
Blah..That tastes awful! Well As you can tell I'm having a bit of difficulty decided on what temp to use for this blog. As well as, what mobile blog-app fits me best.
I'm hopes have landed upon replacing the desktop and T3 with a Treo 650 and Mac laptop. I was pondering an ipod, but most sites provide various audio outputs to accommodate non-ipod-clad listeners.
I found that my degree in IT is useless as I've lost my passion for this ever-changing medium. Although more research is needed I'm actually leaning more towards psychology helping children and teenagers, and sports psychology. Why do you ask? Is there a reason to ask why. Look at the human condition, which we all share and try not to cry. It's a global, not just the America's.
So for the next few years I will be striving towards helping and encouraging others, and leaving my comfort zone to experience the world. I don't know the outcome, but the beginning is fascinating in itself. Then there will be more decisions.
So as this blog goes through its 'correct fit', so will I.
Dust off your bike and ride. Blood circulation and fresh air will give a good, but contagious laugh. Spread it around and cheer someone else's day.
I'm hopes have landed upon replacing the desktop and T3 with a Treo 650 and Mac laptop. I was pondering an ipod, but most sites provide various audio outputs to accommodate non-ipod-clad listeners.
I found that my degree in IT is useless as I've lost my passion for this ever-changing medium. Although more research is needed I'm actually leaning more towards psychology helping children and teenagers, and sports psychology. Why do you ask? Is there a reason to ask why. Look at the human condition, which we all share and try not to cry. It's a global, not just the America's.
So for the next few years I will be striving towards helping and encouraging others, and leaving my comfort zone to experience the world. I don't know the outcome, but the beginning is fascinating in itself. Then there will be more decisions.
So as this blog goes through its 'correct fit', so will I.
Dust off your bike and ride. Blood circulation and fresh air will give a good, but contagious laugh. Spread it around and cheer someone else's day.
9.01.2005
Ok, Please accept my deepest apologies for abandoning my post for almost over a month and a half to riding Felty, reading Julie Morgenstern�s self-help books and doing some late summer cleaning. You�re probably thinking isn�t that what the bikes for?
So here we are, time to get the kids back to school. My thoughts have been on so many bloggers, such as Lori (biketownblogger.blogspot.com) and others that I�ve linked. What�s going to happen now that the temperature has dropped and will continue to do so in the coming weeks here in the north? I�ve had to pull out the comforters and throws to keep the chill off and circulation moving. One of the worse feelings to have is to wake up and feel like a Mac truck has hit you. Sorry dad, a Peterbilt. We're all cyclist, since we're all about to scrape the last dime up for gas.
Since receiving the new fall Terry Bike catalog l found l will need an indoor trainer. Someone did not think past the gas problem and basically 'left out' gear for The Plus size division. So what are the pro�s and con�s to keep moving in-/out-doors. lndoors you can add mirrors, watch dvd�s, listen to music or read a book to pass time on the trainer. Outdoors you get to thrash ideas, hopes and dreams to come up with a plan as the result of reading Morgenstern�s non-medical quips. She wants you to listen to yourself, figure out what�s inside you and watch yourself fly. The true reason to ride outdoors. Freedom of movement, the view and fresh air. Please insert yourself riding outdoors right there!
Wouldn�t a pill do the job? No amount of Zyrtec, Allegra-D, Paxil, water-soluble multivitamins, Nexium or old Stacker-2 can do what a human on a bike can. Most of the illnesses that humans have are directly related to our eating habits and environments and some just out of our hands. I�m my number one victim, which is why I decided to return to cycling. Out of a list of about 10 illnesses I�ve actually seen the results of one-licked sickness just by riding this summer. My computer odometer is almost at 100 and there's atleast 75 miles missing. lt shows. Wow!
No pill was necessary, so let them dissolve so raccoons and possums live another year. So now where will I ride this winter? Who knows, maybe visit a friend or family member in the sunny zone, or maybe on an island.
September's Bicycling arrived with a topic very close to my heart, XXXL Dreams. Written by none other than the Lummox himself, Mike Magnuson. This former heavy weight trimmed himself with a self-inflicted vengeance that appeared like hate, which eventually bares fruit still today. Maybe he needs a psychiatrist. Yet he writes of two men, the first a man who has turned to cycling as his last hope to remove morbid from referencing his girth. When you look at Sam Wade you love him as a human being, but after reading that he admits maybe he's not going to make it you pray. Hard!
Then there's the model, David Krozy. He reminds me of the ex l gave my first bike away to. I purchased it for commuting. Yet l feared he would die from smoking or obesity if someone didn�t help. However, Krozy's much healthier from his years of commuting and riding 16 centuries than most overweight people. He's enraged with cycling�s clothing industry; I agree I�m a 4XL. Yet he channeled his energy to produce sturdier wheels for his steed when most products were found to be inferior. Now here�s a man I would buy wheels from to hold my womanly figure upright on Felty.
David proves proper weight loss doesn't happen overnight with or without a pill. So go ahead, flush them, put your helmet on and take a nice ride on your steed.
[Posted with hblogger 2.0 http://www.hexlet.com/]
So here we are, time to get the kids back to school. My thoughts have been on so many bloggers, such as Lori (biketownblogger.blogspot.com) and others that I�ve linked. What�s going to happen now that the temperature has dropped and will continue to do so in the coming weeks here in the north? I�ve had to pull out the comforters and throws to keep the chill off and circulation moving. One of the worse feelings to have is to wake up and feel like a Mac truck has hit you. Sorry dad, a Peterbilt. We're all cyclist, since we're all about to scrape the last dime up for gas.
Since receiving the new fall Terry Bike catalog l found l will need an indoor trainer. Someone did not think past the gas problem and basically 'left out' gear for The Plus size division. So what are the pro�s and con�s to keep moving in-/out-doors. lndoors you can add mirrors, watch dvd�s, listen to music or read a book to pass time on the trainer. Outdoors you get to thrash ideas, hopes and dreams to come up with a plan as the result of reading Morgenstern�s non-medical quips. She wants you to listen to yourself, figure out what�s inside you and watch yourself fly. The true reason to ride outdoors. Freedom of movement, the view and fresh air. Please insert yourself riding outdoors right there!
Wouldn�t a pill do the job? No amount of Zyrtec, Allegra-D, Paxil, water-soluble multivitamins, Nexium or old Stacker-2 can do what a human on a bike can. Most of the illnesses that humans have are directly related to our eating habits and environments and some just out of our hands. I�m my number one victim, which is why I decided to return to cycling. Out of a list of about 10 illnesses I�ve actually seen the results of one-licked sickness just by riding this summer. My computer odometer is almost at 100 and there's atleast 75 miles missing. lt shows. Wow!
No pill was necessary, so let them dissolve so raccoons and possums live another year. So now where will I ride this winter? Who knows, maybe visit a friend or family member in the sunny zone, or maybe on an island.
September's Bicycling arrived with a topic very close to my heart, XXXL Dreams. Written by none other than the Lummox himself, Mike Magnuson. This former heavy weight trimmed himself with a self-inflicted vengeance that appeared like hate, which eventually bares fruit still today. Maybe he needs a psychiatrist. Yet he writes of two men, the first a man who has turned to cycling as his last hope to remove morbid from referencing his girth. When you look at Sam Wade you love him as a human being, but after reading that he admits maybe he's not going to make it you pray. Hard!
Then there's the model, David Krozy. He reminds me of the ex l gave my first bike away to. I purchased it for commuting. Yet l feared he would die from smoking or obesity if someone didn�t help. However, Krozy's much healthier from his years of commuting and riding 16 centuries than most overweight people. He's enraged with cycling�s clothing industry; I agree I�m a 4XL. Yet he channeled his energy to produce sturdier wheels for his steed when most products were found to be inferior. Now here�s a man I would buy wheels from to hold my womanly figure upright on Felty.
David proves proper weight loss doesn't happen overnight with or without a pill. So go ahead, flush them, put your helmet on and take a nice ride on your steed.
[Posted with hblogger 2.0 http://www.hexlet.com/]
8.30.2005
Wish List from Terry Bicycles
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I know I haven't posted in a long time, but I thought this would be a great thing to post although it's way early of the holidays. Why wait..happy riding.
Please be careful with this storm about and pray for those left in the wreckage.
Cheers.
7.23.2005
An Unpublished Archive..Ouch! I'm sorry bike.
I'm sitting here and remnant episodes of The Odd Couple are playingin my head. I see Oscar sitting in his chaotic bedroom typing frantically for a deadline, dressed in a shirt and boxers. He gulps on a beer and locates an old sandwich, a slice of pizza, or piece of fruit hiding in the covers as pictures of famous sports figures hand along his wall.
It comes to me because my roommate and I are eating cold pizza, Chinese food, potato chips and drinking lots of water. Her appetite's off the chart. Then she plainly says, 'I'm still hungry.'
All because I made the decision that today's the day. I've had enough of comparing, researching, reading, questioning, and test riding. I know the LBS' probably are too, but I received the sweetest compliment. I guess? I'm told that when I come to the shop a crowd always follows. Is that a joke on my womanhood? My patience to let other customers that arrive after me recieve service first is strange to crew. Hey, I need undivided attention because I'm undecided. Of course I'll let them go. The only way is to let everyone leave first.
So my best friend wanted pizza for breakfast. That's right, Breakfast! Oh and onion rings from the local Pizza Hut. Go figure. So we sat in the parking lot at The Hut until they opened at 11 a.m. Actually, it was a great choice. The four piece sampler appetizer and the pie, half extra cheese/half super supreme (hold the pig) on a thin crust, magnificent!
Well I decided to purchase my precious ride. My decision, .
It comes to me because my roommate and I are eating cold pizza, Chinese food, potato chips and drinking lots of water. Her appetite's off the chart. Then she plainly says, 'I'm still hungry.'
All because I made the decision that today's the day. I've had enough of comparing, researching, reading, questioning, and test riding. I know the LBS' probably are too, but I received the sweetest compliment. I guess? I'm told that when I come to the shop a crowd always follows. Is that a joke on my womanhood? My patience to let other customers that arrive after me recieve service first is strange to crew. Hey, I need undivided attention because I'm undecided. Of course I'll let them go. The only way is to let everyone leave first.
So my best friend wanted pizza for breakfast. That's right, Breakfast! Oh and onion rings from the local Pizza Hut. Go figure. So we sat in the parking lot at The Hut until they opened at 11 a.m. Actually, it was a great choice. The four piece sampler appetizer and the pie, half extra cheese/half super supreme (hold the pig) on a thin crust, magnificent!
Well I decided to purchase my precious ride. My decision, .
7.14.2005
Catch-up Time..Cause I can't feel a thing
have you ever rode your steed and walked six hours in the heat til you twitched just to get your daily exercise? I did and hope to never do it again.
My bum's not getting any better. A pinch here, a pull there, a throb of pain for my sit bone. When will it end?
As kids, riding your bike meant freedom of exploration with rules. For adulthood, it's recapturing or recreating a un-/happy child, inducing pain upon ones self to continually surpass physical limitations, freedom, fun and exploration with rules.
I'm not a competitive person. Challenge me on my Felt and you will win every time. However, when alone and the challenge is me and a southwestern PA hill, then it's another story. I'll ride as much as possible, rest then continue or worse case scenario, walk.
My plan was to ride the Eliza Trail then through Oakland and my final destinantion, Squirrel Hill. I speond ten percent of this journey on my steed, and the rest on foot. Finally, arrived at the garage and peeled off my socks and shirt. Thank goodness for rubbing alcohol. I just love this stuff. Come to find I'm covered in Pitts special little particles during a road repavement on the border of Shadyside/Squirrel Hill. Shopping at Biketek, which is heavy on the A/C, felt good to my bones. A trip to the Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream Parlor/Bagel Factory Deli, 5885 Forbes Ave., for a meatless BLT and sparkling mineral water, fabulous!
I will have to visit the newly remodeled Carnegie Library some other time, CVS' has lured me for a sports drink. However, the best sport drink is Accelorade! It does not contain corn syrup and you immediately feel refreshed and rejuvenated. Same as drinking an ice cold sparkling mineral water that's the all natural sports drink.
There are only three places I know you can get them - East End Food Co-op, The Bagel Factory, and a Shadyside gourmet food market near South Aiken.
After all this , the enjoyment of scraping off some of Pitt's particles is refreshing.
My bum's not getting any better. A pinch here, a pull there, a throb of pain for my sit bone. When will it end?
As kids, riding your bike meant freedom of exploration with rules. For adulthood, it's recapturing or recreating a un-/happy child, inducing pain upon ones self to continually surpass physical limitations, freedom, fun and exploration with rules.
I'm not a competitive person. Challenge me on my Felt and you will win every time. However, when alone and the challenge is me and a southwestern PA hill, then it's another story. I'll ride as much as possible, rest then continue or worse case scenario, walk.
My plan was to ride the Eliza Trail then through Oakland and my final destinantion, Squirrel Hill. I speond ten percent of this journey on my steed, and the rest on foot. Finally, arrived at the garage and peeled off my socks and shirt. Thank goodness for rubbing alcohol. I just love this stuff. Come to find I'm covered in Pitts special little particles during a road repavement on the border of Shadyside/Squirrel Hill. Shopping at Biketek, which is heavy on the A/C, felt good to my bones. A trip to the Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream Parlor/Bagel Factory Deli, 5885 Forbes Ave., for a meatless BLT and sparkling mineral water, fabulous!
I will have to visit the newly remodeled Carnegie Library some other time, CVS' has lured me for a sports drink. However, the best sport drink is Accelorade! It does not contain corn syrup and you immediately feel refreshed and rejuvenated. Same as drinking an ice cold sparkling mineral water that's the all natural sports drink.
There are only three places I know you can get them - East End Food Co-op, The Bagel Factory, and a Shadyside gourmet food market near South Aiken.
After all this , the enjoyment of scraping off some of Pitt's particles is refreshing.
7.07.2005
Now that's truly awful
As of my last post, l enjoyed a short ride on two different trails downtown until sporting my new road rash, slings and bandages for a week and a half.
This has landed my, once again, busted knee needing stitches. However, this time there's nothing to stitch!
Careful riding over train track covers. A roadies tire will chase them instead of listening to its driver!
Time to rest up and heal before the beach vacation.
This has landed my, once again, busted knee needing stitches. However, this time there's nothing to stitch!
Careful riding over train track covers. A roadies tire will chase them instead of listening to its driver!
Time to rest up and heal before the beach vacation.
6.24.2005
See ya laaaaaaaaaaater..
This truly is not a post, but I thought it's better than reading a post from a couple days ago.
Got my Felt hitched and about to kit-up and ride some local roads. Southwestern Pennsylvania has a major heat advisory so I wonder how we'll do.
Have a great weekend.
Get out and ride.
Got my Felt hitched and about to kit-up and ride some local roads. Southwestern Pennsylvania has a major heat advisory so I wonder how we'll do.
Have a great weekend.
Get out and ride.
6.18.2005
An old fashion hobby...without wheels
It's graduation time and a multitude of con'grad'-ulations have arrived. Most of the cards have been purchased from a store. Yet one handmade item has given inspiration to re-visit the local craftstore where I previously ventured to immerse myself in rubberstamps. At a dollar a piece for various sizes/shapes is great compared to the $3-$15 stamps, which I may grow into later.
Time to see if I actually have any artistic grace within to show friends or family members. Maybe, just to have at home, or meet someone new. Someone's birthday's coming this June, July, or August. All the children of the world were not born between October to December.
Paper, pens, pencils, markers, paint, inkpads, stamps, scissors, stencils, books, water, cleaners, bits of fabric, and heat. An art form replaced by the use of typing words on the computer, changing their fonts and printing them from the colorprinter.
It was the thought that counts.
Time to see if I actually have any artistic grace within to show friends or family members. Maybe, just to have at home, or meet someone new. Someone's birthday's coming this June, July, or August. All the children of the world were not born between October to December.
Paper, pens, pencils, markers, paint, inkpads, stamps, scissors, stencils, books, water, cleaners, bits of fabric, and heat. An art form replaced by the use of typing words on the computer, changing their fonts and printing them from the colorprinter.
It was the thought that counts.
6.14.2005
Love of The Dance
Have you ever become so out of control due to the heat that you hallucinate?
Well during our morning ride the T3 and LG5350 put on their tutu's to perform The Nutcracker!
l must say l've never seen a pda and cellphone dance so wonderfully. The outfits were beautiful!
Maybe one day they'll allow me to take their picture during a performance.
What's your gadget doin'?
Well during our morning ride the T3 and LG5350 put on their tutu's to perform The Nutcracker!
l must say l've never seen a pda and cellphone dance so wonderfully. The outfits were beautiful!
Maybe one day they'll allow me to take their picture during a performance.
What's your gadget doin'?
6.12.2005
Busy Signal
l've been riding my Felt SR91 so l will not apologize for not posting.
lt just means that l have not obtained a suitable way to post my backlog of entries.
Take a peek, feltracing.com/2005_bikes/large_photos/2005_sr91.html
Enjoy the summer.
lt just means that l have not obtained a suitable way to post my backlog of entries.
Take a peek, feltracing.com/2005_bikes/large_photos/2005_sr91.html
Enjoy the summer.
5.31.2005
Man...I'm really in The Sticks. Ha Ha...funny!
Lately, I've been in need of a hard gut-wrenching laugh. I just didn't expect to possibly give myself a hernia.
Take a peek......Hardy, har, har
Take a peek......Hardy, har, har
5.26.2005
Women: Love like the French
I've been reading a wonderful book by Mirielle Guiliano called 'French Women Don't Get Fat'. Did I tell you that I've been reading this book.Well there's a good reason why I've been reading it and riding my bike.
We Americans have un-/consciously accepted super size to all that we do. In other words 'go out in a bang', 'give it your all', and 'don't accept less'.
These are great affirmations to support almost everything you do except for our eating habits? We have lied to ourselves and so has the government, and the fast food industry. Feeding us as 'grazers' even before the biggie size fast foods were ever around. We've been fed 1-1/2 to two portion meals for atleast the past two to three decades and this foods not fresh either. Nor are the new gimmicky salads, yogurt and fruit.
So as my woman size wardrobe needs alterations (I refuse to give up/away any of my Jones New York suits), please turn directly to page 253 where Madam Guiliano begins to tell us in the end, as she did in the beginning to love ourselves, our meal, daily walks, fresh food markets to purchase in season vegetables and fruits, and many more.
In addition, we need to stop starving ourselves, eating to gluttony, Worrying, weighing ourselves, asking our companions/spouse 'do I look fat in this?', snacking, eating fat-free (remember Susan Powers? fat and fat-free), stop watching tv (unless it's PBS), and most of all stop Dieting!
Do all in Moderation, eat slowly, enjoy and walk. Most of all...love yourself and if you need psychiatric help. Go get it!
I'm going to ride my bike on the Three Rivers trail.
We Americans have un-/consciously accepted super size to all that we do. In other words 'go out in a bang', 'give it your all', and 'don't accept less'.
These are great affirmations to support almost everything you do except for our eating habits? We have lied to ourselves and so has the government, and the fast food industry. Feeding us as 'grazers' even before the biggie size fast foods were ever around. We've been fed 1-1/2 to two portion meals for atleast the past two to three decades and this foods not fresh either. Nor are the new gimmicky salads, yogurt and fruit.
So as my woman size wardrobe needs alterations (I refuse to give up/away any of my Jones New York suits), please turn directly to page 253 where Madam Guiliano begins to tell us in the end, as she did in the beginning to love ourselves, our meal, daily walks, fresh food markets to purchase in season vegetables and fruits, and many more.
In addition, we need to stop starving ourselves, eating to gluttony, Worrying, weighing ourselves, asking our companions/spouse 'do I look fat in this?', snacking, eating fat-free (remember Susan Powers? fat and fat-free), stop watching tv (unless it's PBS), and most of all stop Dieting!
Do all in Moderation, eat slowly, enjoy and walk. Most of all...love yourself and if you need psychiatric help. Go get it!
I'm going to ride my bike on the Three Rivers trail.
5.24.2005
The 'Closet' Peanut....?
I thought I was a kindred spirit of Sally. You know the type of woman that scares you because she's strong in her decisions, outspoken and very loving. I adored that Sally was in love with Linus.
So what happens when I complete a little quiz to find that Marcy is my alter-ego. We both have dark shoulder-length hair, wear glasses, and wear neutral colors to show inner and outer beauty. However, I refuse to wear bangs!
I guess I'm at a stage in my life where I'm comfortable in my skin. It has done great by me inspite of the horrible acne I still suffer through.
www.comics.com/comics/peanuts/meet_the_gang/meet_marcie.html
So what happens when I complete a little quiz to find that Marcy is my alter-ego. We both have dark shoulder-length hair, wear glasses, and wear neutral colors to show inner and outer beauty. However, I refuse to wear bangs!
I guess I'm at a stage in my life where I'm comfortable in my skin. It has done great by me inspite of the horrible acne I still suffer through.
www.comics.com/comics/peanuts/meet_the_gang/meet_marcie.html
5.19.2005
Beauty, Food and Art Students!
My plan for the day was to shop at Sak's Fifth Ave, eat, check my e-mail and maybe catch up on my unpublished blog postings.
Well for the past four hours I've accomplished more than I intended. After reading the City Paper I came across a coupon for a little eatery called Hotdogma. Then in the far recesses of my mind I remember seeing that name, but where was I. Then it came back to me...I was looking for an open hotspot to check my email. I made a mental note to come back later on my next visit to Downtown Pittsburgh. Well it's two months later. I checked their website, nice, clean and green. It was an invitation to go back to a time of many walks to Gray Papaya's in the West Village to have two hotdogs and fresh juice, and an additional six hotdogs for my family in Jersey.
I must skip across the street from Sak's to have one. Will they match my memories at Papaya's, or will this become a new experience. What a shock! Located in one of Pittsburgh's oldest churches is a bright place to eat. The art of hotdog's is everywhere from articles of it's opening, to a WQED Hot Dog Special poster signed by producer/commentator, Rick Sebak. However, the most memorable items were the table tops of original art, and all the places to recline. From tall cafe tables, a couch or your squares. The variety of hotdogs amazed me. I went for a tried and true. I had a veggie hotdog and The New Yorker. Great eating, but yes a difference exists. Why it's a Boar's Head not Sabrett's. Yet it was great because of the brown mustard.
All kinds of people come to eat here from the local charter school students, which appeared to me to be a college student due to her maturity in conversation. Local busineswomen and men, and attorneys rushing to their next meeting with briefcases in tow. The greatest visit, other than the free wifi, the hotdogs, and the 80-90's pop music was meeting a fellow NJ residents who has partnered with two friends to bring some clean 'Hot Dog' culture to downtown. Kudos to the gang at Hotdogma for proving the local elders incorrect.
Young college graduates are sticking around to create new businesses, but the entire community must help them along to return this city back to prosperity. My part of the plan do as the French do. Eat then walk.
I'm in the mood for 'The Italy' hotdog.
For Jersey nothing's better than an Italian hotdog down at the shore.
Well for the past four hours I've accomplished more than I intended. After reading the City Paper I came across a coupon for a little eatery called Hotdogma. Then in the far recesses of my mind I remember seeing that name, but where was I. Then it came back to me...I was looking for an open hotspot to check my email. I made a mental note to come back later on my next visit to Downtown Pittsburgh. Well it's two months later. I checked their website, nice, clean and green. It was an invitation to go back to a time of many walks to Gray Papaya's in the West Village to have two hotdogs and fresh juice, and an additional six hotdogs for my family in Jersey.
I must skip across the street from Sak's to have one. Will they match my memories at Papaya's, or will this become a new experience. What a shock! Located in one of Pittsburgh's oldest churches is a bright place to eat. The art of hotdog's is everywhere from articles of it's opening, to a WQED Hot Dog Special poster signed by producer/commentator, Rick Sebak. However, the most memorable items were the table tops of original art, and all the places to recline. From tall cafe tables, a couch or your squares. The variety of hotdogs amazed me. I went for a tried and true. I had a veggie hotdog and The New Yorker. Great eating, but yes a difference exists. Why it's a Boar's Head not Sabrett's. Yet it was great because of the brown mustard.
All kinds of people come to eat here from the local charter school students, which appeared to me to be a college student due to her maturity in conversation. Local busineswomen and men, and attorneys rushing to their next meeting with briefcases in tow. The greatest visit, other than the free wifi, the hotdogs, and the 80-90's pop music was meeting a fellow NJ residents who has partnered with two friends to bring some clean 'Hot Dog' culture to downtown. Kudos to the gang at Hotdogma for proving the local elders incorrect.
Young college graduates are sticking around to create new businesses, but the entire community must help them along to return this city back to prosperity. My part of the plan do as the French do. Eat then walk.
I'm in the mood for 'The Italy' hotdog.
For Jersey nothing's better than an Italian hotdog down at the shore.
5.07.2005
What happens when you play too much
Sometimes it just doesn't pay to check your email accounts.
I've been up since 3.30 am. I've written two possible candidates to share with someone to get them riding and excercising. My plan was to experience a new trail on Pittsburgh's southside, but nooo! I thought quickly skim your email and head out the door.
Driving into the city upon exiting the Squirrel Hill tunnel. It's raining, hard! I sure feel sorry for the 14,000 people who volunteered for todays Homeland Security excercise. That surplus of flu vaccine might not go to waste. As I told Mr. Kraynick of the infamous bike shop, it's going to rain this weekend.
So I'm indoors, at school, checking email and I have mail from the bicyclefilmfestival.com and Bike-to-Work.com. These cats have been busy in the past week. I've been waiting to see this years line-up of bike movies and the cost of tickets are so inexpensive. Make sure you catch atleast one of these shows. In the meantime, enjoy the games, www.bike-to-work.com/publish/content/biketowork/en/biketoworkhome.html
Enjoy the ride.
I've been up since 3.30 am. I've written two possible candidates to share with someone to get them riding and excercising. My plan was to experience a new trail on Pittsburgh's southside, but nooo! I thought quickly skim your email and head out the door.
Driving into the city upon exiting the Squirrel Hill tunnel. It's raining, hard! I sure feel sorry for the 14,000 people who volunteered for todays Homeland Security excercise. That surplus of flu vaccine might not go to waste. As I told Mr. Kraynick of the infamous bike shop, it's going to rain this weekend.
So I'm indoors, at school, checking email and I have mail from the bicyclefilmfestival.com and Bike-to-Work.com. These cats have been busy in the past week. I've been waiting to see this years line-up of bike movies and the cost of tickets are so inexpensive. Make sure you catch atleast one of these shows. In the meantime, enjoy the games, www.bike-to-work.com/publish/content/biketowork/en/biketoworkhome.html
Enjoy the ride.
5.03.2005
Sleep, Why not?!
Future needs to sleep, no write
No ride my bike, Computer
Scanning. 0 google, nothing jeeves, empty msn, 7
clusty's
Madam?
50 miles, no salt, no sugar, 0 additives, no
facilities
Fresh, un-rushed by petrol
Undecided vegan
Madam,
Your three ounce 12 whole grain orange cranberry
banana nut chicken steak potatoe,
and 4cc lemon raspberry chocolate oatmeal water.
Thank you
Your total is two 15lb platinum-carbon-titanium-rubber
steel bars.
Do you take Visa?
4.30.2005
Bike Month: Ready, Set, Go...in -9 hours
My assumption is that either we're riding, helping groups ready for Bike Month, snowed- or rained-in, or just hanging out at about a few forums.
Now that's after work, taking care of the family, house, pets, friends, etc.
However, it can be the other way and let life fall by the way-side and obsess about bikes, which I'm guilty of..
I pass by a shop 40 miles from home. The silver folding, which seemed to be a Dahon caught my eye. As I walked closer there are wrenches servicing in the window; no backroom for them. I find it's a Schwinn?! I knew what I was looking for but as I scanned the road bikes there she was a 2004 Giant Cypress hybrid endowed with a carbon fork, seatpost and seatstay, and clip-ons. Excuse me while I haved drooled on your puppy, but will you marry me?
If I were to tell you how much this beauty costs you'd probably get at $50 ticket with Southwest to Pittsburgh. We're bike shop deprived, but you can't sneeze without bumping into an alcohol establishment. So you would eventually find it on your second shop search.
That's correct, I do not put drinking alcohol to my lips. Now cleaning my face with hot water and rubbing alcohol is another subject, but that includes a massage.
The owner and techs are so sweet compared to the locals 15 miles away. I did tell you there's a famine of bike shops in this metro-area. One just closed late February/March.
So I'm asking questions and receiving great information. Oh wow, a store where I can get feedback. Their not stroking me, but informing me cause they know I'm educated in the Cycling. I'm in...as they sized me for the princess they realized I'm a tall lady at 5'7". Cause I'm mostly legs. My dad was about 6'3", Happy Birthday as you Sleep in Peace.
Instead of being in Southwest PA, I should be visiting my family in the NY metro area preparing to ride the 5 Boro's tomorrow, but I'm here checking mail, forums and boards. I don't want to ride my comfort bike the wide tires are a horrible combination with the road. I've got a five-mile drag that would make anyone turn around for home to find comfort food instead. The hills of Southwest PA can give you a coronary. It will be reduced as you put your bike in the car rack to locate a place to ride.
Do you understand me?
I agreed not buy on impulse or desire, as I sit here with a growling stomache. I'm not fond of red, unless it's a small purse. Yet, I would settle for the Cypress.
What a dweeb?
Happy Birthday Daddy!!
Happy Bike Month!
Now that's after work, taking care of the family, house, pets, friends, etc.
However, it can be the other way and let life fall by the way-side and obsess about bikes, which I'm guilty of..
I pass by a shop 40 miles from home. The silver folding, which seemed to be a Dahon caught my eye. As I walked closer there are wrenches servicing in the window; no backroom for them. I find it's a Schwinn?! I knew what I was looking for but as I scanned the road bikes there she was a 2004 Giant Cypress hybrid endowed with a carbon fork, seatpost and seatstay, and clip-ons. Excuse me while I haved drooled on your puppy, but will you marry me?
If I were to tell you how much this beauty costs you'd probably get at $50 ticket with Southwest to Pittsburgh. We're bike shop deprived, but you can't sneeze without bumping into an alcohol establishment. So you would eventually find it on your second shop search.
That's correct, I do not put drinking alcohol to my lips. Now cleaning my face with hot water and rubbing alcohol is another subject, but that includes a massage.
The owner and techs are so sweet compared to the locals 15 miles away. I did tell you there's a famine of bike shops in this metro-area. One just closed late February/March.
So I'm asking questions and receiving great information. Oh wow, a store where I can get feedback. Their not stroking me, but informing me cause they know I'm educated in the Cycling. I'm in...as they sized me for the princess they realized I'm a tall lady at 5'7". Cause I'm mostly legs. My dad was about 6'3", Happy Birthday as you Sleep in Peace.
Instead of being in Southwest PA, I should be visiting my family in the NY metro area preparing to ride the 5 Boro's tomorrow, but I'm here checking mail, forums and boards. I don't want to ride my comfort bike the wide tires are a horrible combination with the road. I've got a five-mile drag that would make anyone turn around for home to find comfort food instead. The hills of Southwest PA can give you a coronary. It will be reduced as you put your bike in the car rack to locate a place to ride.
Do you understand me?
I agreed not buy on impulse or desire, as I sit here with a growling stomache. I'm not fond of red, unless it's a small purse. Yet, I would settle for the Cypress.
What a dweeb?
Happy Birthday Daddy!!
Happy Bike Month!
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