Somehow I had a few random baby/kid photos laying around the house, and Ryan scanned them for me. The first one is probably the youngest picture of me that exists. I was kind of an ugly baby- it’s a good thing that I grew to be so damn cute…
This is me just before dance recital:
I have no idea what we were looking at:
Today, I picked up a hand-me-down X-mas tree from my parents. I was rummaging around in their attic for some decorations when I found a bag full of artificial flowers. I figured since I like spring & summer a lot more than I like winter, that I’d give the tree a more “floral” look. Here it is so far…
I started a Twitter thing… my username is AndreaMemphis. Creative, eh?
Or else… (Create your own caption. Post it in the comments)
Pristine, perfect bar tape in a color other than black (I think that black tape actually increases rolling resistance and take 5 watts off of your FTP).
I just wrapped the handlebars of Ryan’s Ridley CX bike after he replaced them following his carbon fiber mishap.
Enjoy:
Hanging next to my cross-check:
…AND pineapple from a can!
Today has been busy-
After a couple of french-presses worth of coffee, Ryan and I rode out to Shelby Farms. I’ve been coaching him into a short-term overreaching cycle in order to get him on form for Cyclocross Nationals in Kansas City (exactly two weeks from today). Today, we used the cross-country running course on the north side of the park. It’s about two miles long, and a perfect CX practice course. After riding a warm-up loop, I rode ahead of him and created some makeshift barriers out of strategically placed logs (I even managed to create a sweet forced run-up!) The interval I prescribed was tough: two minutes of all-out hammering followed by three minutes of “recovery” at an LT effort, for 30 minutes. Right off the bat, Ryan noticed that one side of his handlebars felt a little “off,” but he finished the workout anyway.
After that, we rode back home, had a snack, and headed back out on our road bikes for a two hour ride that included several more (shorter, less intense) intervals and one hill attack.
Beware… what follows gets somewhat domestic (again)!
Ryan had to go to the Outdoors, Inc. store on Union to pick up some new handlebars (see link above), as well as stop by his workplace for a little while. Meanwhile, I did some dishes, washed clothes (damn winter riding laundry!), went to the store…
Afterward, I removed the cables & housings from Ryan’s CX bike and snapped some photos of the carbon fiber explosion. He came home & worked on the re-installation while I made dinner: pear, walnut & gorgonzola salad (with arugala… yum!), and Hawiian pizza (I promise- they go surprisingly well together).
Which brings us back to the title of this blog entry…
I don’t know yet… Indy just snagged at least three off the floor when I was making coffee. How much caffiene does it take to make a Jack Russell Terrier go nuts?
Every year the Warthogs have a “werewolf run” out at Shelby Forest in north Shelby County. We rent the group camp lodge, go for a cold night run to the Mississippi River (9 miles round trip), then spend the rest of the night “celebrating.” Some people spend the night, but I opted for the “stop celebrating early” and go home around midnight strategy.
This year, Steve and I opted to ride mountain bikes down to the river (necessary if you’re going to stop celebrating early) rather than run (in case you’re wondering, running takes a lot longer!) We rode down the boat ramp, dipped our tires in the river, then hurried back to enjoy some delicious lodge food & beverage. It was pretty good time…
This is a list of donars to the “Yes on Prop 8” movement in California. Read it and keep your money away from them. I’m not from California, and I’m not gay, but I don’t agree with the latest form of bigotry being exhibited all over the U.S.
In light of my neck issue and boredom, I figured that yesterday would be a good day to give my bike some new cables & housings (I wanted to flip the stem, too, which would leave me short on housing in the front). I’d also noticed recently that my awesome harlequin-pattern drop wrap was shifting around & not looking so hot, so I figured I’d re-wrap the bars, too.
The Harlequin:
I can’t have plain bar tape. I’ve decided that now. The new wrap is what I call “Memphis Style”
If I lived anywhere else, I wouldn’t do this…
