<?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-463229402171531225</id><updated>2011-12-21T17:36:47.514-08:00</updated><category term='bikes'/><category term='George Hincapie'/><category term='Ronde Van Vlaanderen'/><category term='Belgium'/><category term='January'/><category term='Levi Leipheimer'/><category term='Tour of Flanders'/><category term='Sven Nys'/><category term='Eddy Merckx'/><category term='biking'/><category term='velo'/><category term='Dave Zabriskie'/><category term='53x11'/><category term='53x11coffee.com'/><category term='NATO'/><category term='memphis'/><category term='Paris-Roubaix'/><category term='Spring Classics'/><category term='Stijn Devolder'/><category term='cycling'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='q'/><category term='New 53x11 gear'/><category term='53x11 coffee'/><category term='new jersey designs'/><category term='training'/><category term='trek Madone'/><category term='Alaska'/><category term='Spring bicycle racing in Colorado'/><title type='text'>Where riders speak</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>53x11 Coffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12611147970462154925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cnh0tL6JrwA/SLFrHx4pbNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vnjEsAiYeRs/S220/53_banner.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>248</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-8122873122981061507</id><published>2011-12-04T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T17:36:47.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>60000th Mile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a road cyclist, first and last.  I have been riding since the end of 1980 when&lt;em&gt;  I was a senior in High School.&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I also am, or used to be, a long distance runner.  I ran high mileage for 23 years, completing 52 marathons (including 6 Bostons) and 2 ultras.  I have not run seriously since 2004, but every year I try and run some, especially during the winter months.  During my "serious running" days I would celebrate every 5000th mile mark with a good (aka high quality junk food) meal.  I finally hit my official, logged 60000th running mile a few weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a very difficult last 12 months, a lot of it due to my own actions, but I am so happy I was able to finish off the year with this milestone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the 5 Guys cheeseburger with jalapenos hit the spot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope my teammates are all well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saddledancer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-8122873122981061507?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8122873122981061507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=8122873122981061507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/8122873122981061507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/8122873122981061507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/12/60000th-mile.html' title='60000th Mile'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-5076100649711903414</id><published>2011-10-03T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T17:44:26.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Physiological Effects of Adaptogenic Herbs on Health, Stress, and Athletic Performance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is done. I have completed my book on adaptogens. Adaptogens are plants like Eluthero root, Ginseng, Rhodiola, and Schisandra. These plants have been shown to have nutrients that assist the body in recovery and times of stress. 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You can purchase the book &lt;a href="https://www.createspace.com/3649858"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and use the code &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;XE27K2LN to get the 15% discount.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"Stress is real. We all experience it, and it can't be avoided. Adaptogens are unique phytonutrients that support the body in times of stress. This book explores modern and traditional usage of several of the most popular adaptogens as they apply to health, stress, and athletic performance." &lt;b&gt;Wayne Pedranti&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Change is stress. Stress is change. Change is also metabolism and energy revealed. Change is what causes our need to adapt and it is the adaptogens from nature, from plants, that can improve our ability to adapt. To adapt well means we are adapting to change and stress without significant damage."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cory Holly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;If you prefer, this book is also available to order from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Physiological-Effects-Adaptogenic-Athletic-Performance/dp/1463705999/ref=sr_1_32?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1316656606&amp;amp;sr=1-32"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amazon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as well as regular book stores.Sorry no discount there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-5076100649711903414?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5076100649711903414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=5076100649711903414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5076100649711903414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5076100649711903414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/10/physiological-effects-of-adaptogenic.html' title='Physiological Effects of Adaptogenic Herbs on Health, Stress, and Athletic Performance'/><author><name>Wayne Pedranti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00596076855936177541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AV44q6i_D-U/Sq289HhImCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GH8mGmqSRPE/S220/wr.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_geddJtlRoI/TooBUlq6JcI/AAAAAAAAAK8/pDFlvd2K8qQ/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-2656009753596754952</id><published>2011-09-08T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T10:49:54.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Mas</title><content type='html'>The last Pacific of the year was held on August 30th. I had to do it if I wanted to qualify for the goodie give-away afterwards (killer cupcakes too). It was a 40 minute affair held on the flat course. I have been struggling mentally for the last 4 weeks (won't go into details but it is the toughest challenge I have faced, and it is all my fault), and my training really has been nil. I have ridden almost every day, but only easy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;As the 4/5s rolled out, Rory, the director and a friend, looked at me and said "and I wanna see you out front." Our start was so pedestrian I took him up on the challenge and got to the front of the pack on the back stretch and then attacked. I never attack there. One guy joined me but said he was covering attacks for a teammate and couldn't work with me. We had a nice laugh and rode a steady tempo waiting to get caught. Well another guy went off the front and my companion joined him. I was caught between those two and the pack so went all out to catch the break. We were caught just before the start/finish and I attacked again even though I was way in over my head and my legs and lungs were screaming.. I knew I could not keep it but was way off the front as I passed Rory. I pointed to him and yelled "This is for you!" I was soon caught as the pack was flying as the 2nd lap was a prime lap. &lt;br /&gt;My friend Tom helped me catch the back of the pack, but as we turned onto the home stretch I got caught behind a much slower rider and lost contact with the group. I was so shot from my two attacks I could not join them and this was only on the 2nd lap! I had never dropped that fast before. I resigned myself to riding the rest in tt/solo mode. After 3 or 4 laps I got caught by the Masters and rode the last 2 laps with them. It turned out there were 3 other riders from the 4/5s with me. The only negative was a female on the Cucina Fresca team who was riding at the back. She yelled at me a couple of times to make holes for her and to get out of her way and let her race. Funny thing was I was not in front of her and was not impeding her in any way. We both were at the back of the group. The other 4/5s just looked at me like she was crazy and shook their heads. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;I ended up getting a 1/2 season pass for 2012 for volunteering at a recent triathlon managed by Rory and his wife. I also got 2 new tubes, a lot of GU, and a nice pair of Axley sunglasses. Not bad for only doing 10 races. &lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT wait for 2012.&lt;br /&gt;All the best to my teammates:)&lt;br /&gt;Ty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-2656009753596754952?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2656009753596754952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=2656009753596754952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2656009753596754952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2656009753596754952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-mas.html' title='No Mas'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4347594982175483532</id><published>2011-08-25T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T10:18:26.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics from Pacific</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644843853786474994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--68P-1a79iI/TlaDk819afI/AAAAAAAAAFI/kHW_KtrhQxg/s200/Pacific1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wc2gaM2Vhjo/TlaDqzLe_pI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GDZ5XZd7LMI/s1600/Pacific.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644843954271616658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wc2gaM2Vhjo/TlaDqzLe_pI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GDZ5XZd7LMI/s200/Pacific.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanted to give everyone an idea of what the racing is like out at Pacific Raceways in Kent, since I report on these almost every week. All pics were taken by Kirsten Reed, who's husband rides for Starbucks Coffee. Even though he rides for a competitor, it is all one big happy family in the cycling and coffee realms:) Kirsten's photos can be found on smugmug (&lt;a href="http://www.reedkj.smugmug.com/"&gt;http://www.reedkj.smugmug.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the poor quaility...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4347594982175483532?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4347594982175483532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4347594982175483532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4347594982175483532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4347594982175483532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/08/pics-from-pacific.html' title='Pics from Pacific'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--68P-1a79iI/TlaDk819afI/AAAAAAAAAFI/kHW_KtrhQxg/s72-c/Pacific1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4013478762704108281</id><published>2011-08-18T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T10:52:18.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RealRyder</title><content type='html'>Last night I tried something new-a spin class. My girlfriend and I discovered a tiny little studio ("Pons Studio" or &lt;a href="http://www.ponsstudio.com/"&gt;http://www.ponsstudio.com/&lt;/a&gt;) tucked into a small strip mall only a mile from home.&lt;br /&gt;I have not been a big fan of spin classes, and tried one several years ago in Washington, D.C. It turned out to be more of an "aerobics in a saddle" class and I got into some arguments with the instructor as I just wanted to ride.&lt;br /&gt;I also enjoy riding outside when at all possible and the idea of being yelled at by some instructor while I spun to loud music on a beautiful day didn't seem all that enjoyable either. I preferred sitting alone in my garage on my trainer, listening to my music and watching movies on mute. I am such an odd duck:)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Pons Studio is run by Francisco Pons, who is a racer himself. He also is a Level 2 USA Cycling Coach. My girlfriend and I walked by the studio one night when class was in session and I was intrigued by the bikes. They are called Realryder (&lt;a href="http://www.realryder.com/"&gt;http://www.realryder.com/&lt;/a&gt;), and are stationary but also mobile. They move much like a real bike and you can get out of the saddle and sprint or simulate climbing. These came with toe clips or spd pedals (perfect for me as all my cycling shoes are spd). Tension is adjusted by turning a knob on the top tube and the saddle and bars are adjustable.&lt;br /&gt;I received one free class so went last night, which felt odd as it was so beautiful out. I would have preferred to be riding outside but I did get to ride to the studio.&lt;br /&gt;There were four of us, 3 men and Francisco's wife. The bike was very easy to get used to and I was soon having fun. Class started and Francisco cranked up the music and led us through 60 minutes of intervals, tempo, climbing, turning (these bikes lean). I had a real blast and will definitely go again (but on lousy weather days).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, check out realryder. It is a very cool concept.&lt;br /&gt;All the best!&lt;br /&gt;Ty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4013478762704108281?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4013478762704108281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4013478762704108281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4013478762704108281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4013478762704108281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/08/realryder.html' title='RealRyder'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4686570243378814954</id><published>2011-07-27T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T12:28:27.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snap</title><content type='html'>Last night at my 8th Pacific I had snap in my legs, so unlike the previous week. Maybe it was smelling the barbeque before the start. BUDU Racing, the sponsors of the weekly races, always does a bbq near the end of the season. It is always a fun way to celebrate the racing and family atmosphere. Due to the bbq we only raced for 30 mins, about half of normal.&lt;br /&gt;We were to race the flats with points per lap, but due to an accident on the drag strip we had to change the course to the lounger (and more fun) "down the escape ramp." We started on the flats on top, headed west for almost a mile then turned back to the east and down a short steep straight ramp to the bottom of the curving uphill rollers that put is back on the top.&lt;br /&gt;There were about 30 riders in the 4/5 race, and before the start we were asked to go down a few hundred yards on the flat and sweep the course and clear it of all the rocks and debris kicked up earlier by a lawn mower. It felt good to do our part. But 3 of us almost missed the start and rolled up just as the group was leaving. &lt;br /&gt;I felt so strong on the climbs and had no issues staying with the group. As we started the second lap I was at the back with a friend and asked if he wanted to attack with me. So I led us up the side and gave it 110% . But eventually I looked back and saw the pack strung out. They wouldn't let us go.&lt;br /&gt;A crash occurred about halfway into the race on the small cimb but I was able to get around it and chase back.&lt;br /&gt;But oh what a fun race! And the hot dogs and coke were delicious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4686570243378814954?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4686570243378814954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4686570243378814954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4686570243378814954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4686570243378814954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/07/snap.html' title='Snap'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-1759667642172367763</id><published>2011-07-25T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T12:11:52.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Today marks my two year anniversary of being a single speed rider. It was two years ago that I purchased a 54cm Specialized Tricross single speed cross bike off ebay. The seller was the parent of a very good junior rider in Kansas City and I bought the bike for a steal. My low bid was the only one. Both myself and the seller were surprised I got the bike for such a low price, especially considering that the bike was signed on the top tube by Tim Johnson.&lt;br /&gt;I quickly discovered that 44x17 was the perfect gearing for me. I live in a hilly area and this gearing gets me up many of the climbs, and I can crank on the flats.&lt;br /&gt;In the two years I have logged 2921.5 miles on her and she has become my mainstay training bike and tt bike.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sing the praises of single speed riding enough and encourage everyone to get one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-1759667642172367763?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1759667642172367763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=1759667642172367763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1759667642172367763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1759667642172367763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/07/anniversary.html' title='Anniversary'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4027072273024451544</id><published>2011-07-20T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T10:01:31.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLAT</title><content type='html'>Flat not as in a tire, but flat as in no energy.&lt;br /&gt;Last night was my 7th Pacific of the year, my second favorite course-clockwise starting on the flat and finishing at the top of the Escape Ramp, about a 300 meter long steep straight shot that kicks some at the end. I always have had fun on it and once attacked and stayed away for 1.5 laps. But that was 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;We were to race one hour and the weather was quite odd-very dark and stormy to the east but mostly clear to the west, meaning we had to climb right into the sun. The temps were almost cool and there was a good wind blowing from the west, meaning a real tail wind on the top flat section.&lt;br /&gt;Before the start I hung out and chatted single speed and fixie gearing with 2 very good local riders. I felt a bit honored to be included so started the race on a high. As we headed out I slowly worked my way to the front on the outside of the pack of 30 or so riders. Soon I was leading the pack as we descended on the back stretch through the very beautiful curvy and shaded sections. It felt weirtd knowing I was pulling the train as I could not hear anything but the head wind. Soon though I was being passed as we climbed the Escape Ramp. I held on near the back and then just rode at the back and middle for the next 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;We then had a prime lap and I almost got dropped after the leaders went all out at the top of the climb. However, I was able to jump onto the back end of 2 guys chasing back and then we bridged. I sincerely thanked the rider from Farestart who did most of the pulling as we rejoined.&lt;br /&gt;I was then able to ride with the group but always had issues on the climb, just no energy. I got to watch a friend attack with 4 to go and 3 others went with him. I could not chase him down so stayed at the back. They got caught in the middle of the climb.&lt;br /&gt;Then with 2 to go the filed was splintered and I helped a small group chase back on, but then got blwon out the back on the climb. I did finish with my friend who attacked earlier, after we caught the back of the Masters.&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I did it but was disappointed about my legs. Oh well, flat happens.&lt;br /&gt;Next week it is the flats and BBQ night!&lt;br /&gt;All the best to my teammates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4027072273024451544?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4027072273024451544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4027072273024451544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4027072273024451544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4027072273024451544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/07/flat.html' title='FLAT'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-5421194325817267643</id><published>2011-07-11T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T10:10:45.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tour of the Unattended or "How I Spent My Summer Vacation"</title><content type='html'>I had not had a real vacation in 11 months. I also had not done a stage race since the 2007 edition of the Elkhorn Classic in Baker City Oregon (4 stage 3 day event which is the best around).&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take this whole week off from work. I do not have the money to go anywhere, but just not being at work is a vacation. The timing could not have been more perfect, as the Tour is on and Cascade Bicycle Studio (&lt;a href="http://www.cascadebicyclestudio.com/"&gt;http://www.cascadebicyclestudio.com/&lt;/a&gt;) had decided to put on an unofficial stage race this week in conjunction with the TDF. It was a free event, 5 stages held over 5 days (M-F), timetrials really as we had to ride each course on our own and report our times, held on courses in the Seattle area. The weather has not been very nice this week-mostly cloudy with periodic showers every day. It has been a lot like the Tour-cloudy, some rain, mild and muggy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was stage One, a 9 mile TT from the little community of Leshi, on the west side of Lake Washington to Seward Park (4.5 miles to the south) and back. We could not use aero equipment and had to report our own times. I rode from my home in Issaquah, approximately 17 miles east, a nice hour warm up over Mercer Island and Lake Washington. I was racing my single speed again, and soon was on "the course." It was a relatively flat out and back course along Lake Washington. I did it around 11:20 am and there was not much vehicular traffic, but a few bikes out enjoying the nice weather (pc and mild temps). I had a nice outbound section and was soon headed back. I was pleasantly surprised to see I was being paced by a heron, flying just over the shoreline of the lake at about my 2 O'Clock. It stayed with me for a few miles. Quite a cool site. I also saw several baby geese in the lake with their adult chaperons. Another cool site. I ended up clocking a 25:39.7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was Stage Two-a 13.4 mile counterclockwise loop on nearby Mercer Island. I love Mercer Island as it has very few traffic lights/stop signs and is a local mecca for cyclists with great views of Mt. Rainier. I ride it several times a year in both directions, and most of my rides are now on my single speed. I live about 11 miles away, and rode from home so had a nice warm up and was once again on my single speed. After Monday's stage I discovered that there were 14 entrants in this race, 10 men and 4 women. I was 8th in the men's race and all the women were beating me. BUT I WAS THE ONLY ONE ON A SINGLE SPEED. I raced the course in the late morning but encountered a ton of traffic. I also had to pass a very slow tractor and had 3 stops in the last mile due to traffic signals and tree work. A rather anticlimactic finish. I clocked a 40:32, leaving me still in 8th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendseday was stage 3, a 2.1 mile hillclimb on Cougar Mtn, which is only 2 miles from my condo. I used to ride this climb every week but had not ridden it in almost 2 years. It is a well known and respected and feared local climb, 2 miles of severe grade that kicks at the start and never ever really lets up. This is the only stage that I rode a geared bike, my Merlin Ultralite with Campy Record and climbing gears (39x28). I rode it last Sunday for the first time in almost 2 years. My own timed course is a little longer as I time it from the very beginning to the actual crest, about a minute longer than the race routes. My Sunday time was 19 mins, or 18 for the race route, my slowest ever but I was getting used to the climb again, what I call a "shakedown ride." My time for the race was 17:15, or 18 for my course. I was happy with it as it had poured for most of the night and morning. The road was a bit slick, making it difficult to get out of the saddle as my rear tire would slip. At the end of the day I discovered I had made up some time on the 7th place rider, who was now only 10 seconds ahead. I was about 4 minutes ahead of 9th place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was Stage 4, a 27.1 counterclockwise loop around the South end of Lake Washington.&lt;br /&gt;I once again raced my single speed and rode from home so had a nice warm up. The weather was not ideal as it had had been raining off and on and it was quite muggy. The roads were a bit slick so I could not go all out. My rear tire really slid out en route to the race when I braked at the bottom of a very short but steep hill. The race course crossed the north end of Mercer Island, crossed Lake Washington on I 90, then did the first half of Monday's stage before going around the south end of Lake Washington. There was a great deal of late morning traffic and I missed most of the lights and had to slow for countless stop signs. I had a strong second half and was a bit tempted to stop at the Cowgirls Espresso stand to be served by bikini clad barristas. A bit like the Tour I guess. Oh well, I had my race face on and could not be bothered by espresso pumping, bikini clad young women. I clocked a 1:22:14, and by the end of the day I was still 8th, losing ground on 7th. Unlike the Tour I had to clean and detail and lube my own bike. I do love my "garage time" as it allows me to zone out as I clean, lube and detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the 5th and final stage, a 25.4 mile counterclockwise loop of May Valley. The weather was okay-mostly cloudy and mild and a lite wind and a bit muggy. But no rain. The race literally started outside my door as I live on this course. Unbelievably convenient. I felt like I was in the Tour as I had a "medical control" at 9 am, giving blood per my doctor's instructions (possible high lood pressure issue). I also had a back issue after yesterday so had a patch on my back. I don't think I had any doping issues but I left my bandages on as proof of my "hardman" quality. I have ridden a clockwise version of this course from home but with a different middle section, so the middle section of this stage was unknown to me. Once again I was on my 44x17 trusty single speed, meaning I raced 74.9 miles of the 77 miles of racing on my single speed. The first half was hectic as I missed most of the numerous traffic lights and had to slow for all of the numerous stop signs and made my way through traffic and congestic areas. But the second half was a lot of fun as I raced on familiar roads, passing fruit stands and many horse and cattle ranches. I sprinted passed my condo to finish at the crosswalk, celebrating my finish with a nice iced mocha (no bikini clad baristas or podium girls to celebrate with). I discovered that I clocked the 4th fastest time for this stage (1:12:16) and jumped into 7th for the final position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I was quite happy with this "race." I did 99% on my single speed, have held 8th place since the first day, had no flats or mechanicals or road rage issues. I am quite happy with how I have spent my summer vacation and eagerly await the 2012 edit of the Tour of The Unattended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vive Le Tour!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-5421194325817267643?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5421194325817267643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=5421194325817267643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5421194325817267643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5421194325817267643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/07/tour-of-unattended-or-how-i-spent-my.html' title='Tour of the Unattended or &quot;How I Spent My Summer Vacation&quot;'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-747694875808624101</id><published>2011-07-06T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T09:27:33.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sights and Sounds</title><content type='html'>Last evening's race, a 57 minute affair on the flats at Pacific, was a night of sights and sounds:&lt;br /&gt;Sights-&lt;br /&gt;3 colorful paragliders flying off Tiger Mountain just 2 miles from home as I drove to the race; glimpses of a very clear Mt. Rainier as I drove south on Highway 18; the myriad colors in all the team kits as I warmed up; Mt. Rainier in all its glory seen from the track; a dazzling blue sky; a very bright sun; young children throwing pinecones and riding tricycles; a very elderly woman sitting in the shade waiting for her great grandson to race; shadows thrown by the riders as we raced around the track; occasional blindness as we turned into the sun; a rider's raised hand as he flatted in the middle of the group; the pack as I glanced back after attacking at the start of the second lap; the spectators as I flew by on my futile solo break; the pack as it roared by after the catch; my friend Tom attacking from the rear with about 4 to go; the pack flying by as I attacked again with "2 to go;" the pack strung out around the last turn as we all sprinted for the win.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds-&lt;br /&gt;the laughter and chatter of riders; the sound of shifters; the roar of the wind; the cheer of the crowds; the hum of the tires; the sound of a flat; the click of cassettes as we freewheeled; the announcement over the bullhorn-"two to go;" the cowbell signaling last lap; heavy breathing and hacking cough after giving it my all in two attacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-747694875808624101?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/747694875808624101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=747694875808624101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/747694875808624101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/747694875808624101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/07/sights-and-sounds.html' title='Sights and Sounds'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4232691343462597673</id><published>2011-07-05T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T11:31:21.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Food/Miles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jhVt9TYGb9M/ThNS6z7KacI/AAAAAAAAAFA/A9o1eBIubf4/s1600/Mt%2BRainier4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625931529840126402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jhVt9TYGb9M/ThNS6z7KacI/AAAAAAAAAFA/A9o1eBIubf4/s200/Mt%2BRainier4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ps2AxkyBhcI/ThM5lu-G7-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/H694wZLbSyQ/s1600/Self%2Bportrait%2Bon%2BSunrise.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625903679942356962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ps2AxkyBhcI/ThM5lu-G7-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/H694wZLbSyQ/s200/Self%2Bportrait%2Bon%2BSunrise.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OF87rOXkMKw/ThM5cgvQVoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Irpm5996EXY/s1600/Bear2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625903521503139458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OF87rOXkMKw/ThM5cgvQVoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Irpm5996EXY/s200/Bear2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c4SVeluEIdU/ThM5WGGBhRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DmDbF_YRO1A/s1600/Sunrise%2BPoint%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625903411271664914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c4SVeluEIdU/ThM5WGGBhRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DmDbF_YRO1A/s200/Sunrise%2BPoint%2B1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every now and then I need to go out for a long, multiple hour solo ride-something that lets me escape. I got the chance last Saturday when I drove 60 miles to Crystal Mountain, a nice ski area not too far from Mount Rainier. There is a ton of climbing on this out and back course that is about 50 miles. I park at the top of Crystal, ride the 6 miles down, then climb for about 21 to the last parking lot on Mt. Rainier at Sunrise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather was gorgeous-clear and warm. The parking lot was packed with late season skiers and it felt odd to walk to the bathroom amongst all the ski poles and ski boots. I had never ridden this route so early in the year and I had never seen the parking lot so crowded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I brought two bikes, thinking I might try the single speed on the Crystal Mtn climb after the ride. The state hillclimb champs are on the Crystal Mtn course in August.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was sad to discover my race number had been blown off my Merlin that had been on my roof rack. Thankfully I have old frame numbers at home with lots of sticky numbers so could make another one for free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The descent off Crystal was a bit hairy as a crazy driver passed several uphill vehicles right after I started down. It is a narrow two lane road full of potholes and ruts and this guy was doing about 50 uphill right in my lane. I had to go to the far edge to avoid a headon. Not the way i wanted to start but grateful I wasn't hit. I then had a nice gentle climb up to the park entrance, and then wait a few minutes to pay my $5 park entry fee. I later discovered I somehow lost another $5 bill around this area. Hopefully someone found it.... The next 15 miles or so were a constant climb. I passed a few riders and one rider got me along with several vehicles who gave me lots of room. Everyone was in good spirits which made the ride that much more enjoyable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snow began about 7 miles into the climb and I was soon surrounded by the white stuff-just so beautiful and just what I needed. I did have a sweat issue with my right eye which allowed me to stop half way up to take a nice pic of Mt Rainier. I got going again and felt a lot better-no isses for the rest of the climb. I was in a harder gear than ever on it thanks to all my single speed training. I do a weekly climb (about a mile long) on my single which I dubbed "peeling the onion" (sheds my outer skin to reveal my core:)).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came across the coolest sight about 3 miles later-a black bear crossing the road. I waited for almost a minute along with some descending riders and a car behind me for the bear to make up its mind.... I was able to get 3 very cool pics. I got quite close as the bear climbed back up the way it came. I was so stoked, the next few miles blew by as I road to Sunrise Point at 6100 feet, a beautiful turnout and viewing spot. I hung out there for a few minutes, talking to some Harley riders and taking pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last 3 miles to the actual terminus of the road are quite nice as the climb is very easy after the lookout and you have an incredible view of Mt. Rainier the entire way to the parking lot. I took a shot of Mt Rainier from my bike and then heard a familiar voice call out my name! What a small world-a friend was descending, someone I had not seen in weeks. I got her just on the edge of the picture which is pretty cool with the backdrop. I hung out at the parking lot for a few minutes shooting the last of my disposable camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then flew down the mountain back to Crystal Mountain. The last 6 miles were a real challenge as I was suffering from the heat. The climb is pretty steep and was totally exposed to the sun. I usually enjoy the climb but have had issues on it before due to heat. I also was at the end of my longest ride in a couple of years. I did have to stop with a mile to go but recovered enough to finish. My time was so slow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall i quite enjoyed the ride and this was a much needed dose of soul food/miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone had a good Fourth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4232691343462597673?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4232691343462597673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4232691343462597673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4232691343462597673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4232691343462597673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/07/soul-foodmiles.html' title='Soul Food/Miles'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jhVt9TYGb9M/ThNS6z7KacI/AAAAAAAAAFA/A9o1eBIubf4/s72-c/Mt%2BRainier4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-7257631843006262292</id><published>2011-06-27T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T13:29:05.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frostbite in June</title><content type='html'>The way spring and summer have gone here in the Pacific Northwest it would not surprise me if we in deed had frostbite in June. But this Frostbite was a bit more pleasant-a 9 mile timetrial between Everett and Snohomish, a quaint little town full of antique stores and restaurants on the Snohomish River. The race was scheduled for last February but was reset due to snow. And it did seem to snow yesterday as I sat on my trainer as hundreds of cottonwood seeds blew through the air. The weather was such a surprise-clear and mild conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so ready for a nice and strong race after last week's debacle in Carnation. I had raced Frostbite in 2010 so knew the course-not much to this out and back on one road. It was well paved with a good shoulder and cars were always respectful. I had been battling a cold since Wednesday and did not know for sure if I was racing until Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I was on my single speed and entered in the retro category. I had 3 hours to wait so my gf and I drove to Snohomish for a quick breakfast at the Snohomish Bakery (awesome scones). We hung out at the river for a while watching 3 hot air balloons. What a start to the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then drove back to the staging area where I set up my trainer and got to work spinning in place. I saw some old friends and caught up on "life" which was such a nice change from trading messages on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was to start 5th from last in the retro division but many riders were missing. My 30 second rider was not there so I had a minute gap to the rider in front of me. I had a nice chat with the guys at the start about my single speed, and then was off. Soon I was at top speed and really enjoying the day and race-a little windy but not bad. And the temp was perfect. I got caught by my 30 second rider at 7 mins 45 secs so was please with that as I was the only single speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only negative came when I hot the turnaround. I noticed a rider standing on the shoulder talking to the volunteers. He was in a Hagens Berman kit. As I started back I saw him mount his bike and start my way. before long he was on my wheel drafting. He stayed glued to me for about 2, maybe 2.5 miles. I was a rather upset as he was not only violating all rules, but was an anchor. I did my best to not let him get to me but his constant shadowing did have some affect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally pulled around me and blew by without so much as a glance or word. Unbelievable. he did not have a race number but I did see him pull into the staging area so he either had raced or was going to. I finshed strong, clocking about 24:30, about 18 seconds faster than 2010 when i was on my Merlin road bike. I was quite pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the race my gf and went back to Snohomish, where we spent the glorious day window shopping the antique stores ( I did get a nice Porsche Spyder for $5) and then eating outside at a mexican restaurant, drinking endless margaritas and watching parachutists and boats on the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postcript-I did notify the race organizers and the president of Hagens Berman about this rider but no feedback yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-7257631843006262292?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7257631843006262292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=7257631843006262292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7257631843006262292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7257631843006262292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/06/frostbite-in-june.html' title='Frostbite in June'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-5562491865926292888</id><published>2011-06-22T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T07:58:33.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CATS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7cYy6MUapos/TgJyuru1oeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/goZtVESEHec/s1600/3%2Bbros.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621181431250526690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7cYy6MUapos/TgJyuru1oeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/goZtVESEHec/s200/3%2Bbros.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I am not talking about the feline persuasion, though I do have 5 (thank you Michelle:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am talking about racing categories (i.e. cats). I do wish bike races followed running as far as cats went. i ran for 23 years and there were age divisions usually broken up into 4 years:30-34, 35-39, 40-44, 45-49, 50-54, etc. Usually up to 70 or so and then it was one big cat. Age was determined by your age on race day, not your age at the end of the year. So unlike cycling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am 48, turn 49 on October 31 of this year. In my book I should have another year of racing as a "40 something." But not so. A few weeks back I was at a race and presented my USCF license. The girl said "oh you will be racing as a 50 year old next year." That really shocked me. I know it does not make a difference really, and that I will get to race with all levels in the 50+ cat. But I wanted one more year as a 40 something as this was a semi-flat year for me, and not the way I wanted to leave the Masters C's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, life goes on and the pedals keep turning....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-5562491865926292888?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5562491865926292888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=5562491865926292888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5562491865926292888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5562491865926292888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/06/cats.html' title='CATS'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7cYy6MUapos/TgJyuru1oeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/goZtVESEHec/s72-c/3%2Bbros.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-8715996101318372953</id><published>2011-06-22T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T07:53:23.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Letter "S"</title><content type='html'>Solstice, Summer, Seattle, Seven minutes, Sixty-Five minutes, Shifting, Separated, Splintered, Semi-satisfied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the Summer Solstice, and the Seattle area was greeted with Sun and warm temps. What a way to start Summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my 5th race at Pacific and we were doing my favorite course, up the S turn. I have volunteered so much for the organizers at their other races that I get 8 free races at Pacific, which really helps as money is tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left for the race a neighbor who rides came up to me and asked about the company and team. I was wearing an old team t shirt and he said he saw me in the kit all the time. He said he came across the coffee at a bike expo and loved it. It felt good to be able to once again promote the company and the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only do this course once a year as it is not popular. It is about a 2.5 mile circuit that starts on a flat section, curves back and drops down some easy twisty rollers until you hit the short steep S climb that leads back to the start after a long false flat. It is a gorgeous course. And last night Mt. Rainer was quite visible several miles to the southeast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite warm and a bit muggy with a very light breeze from the west, making for a fast section on the top. I got there early enough to get in some easy warm up laps in. It felt odd Shifting as I have ridden my single speed most of the year. But I felt pretty comfortable going up the climb even though I was not that ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting on a short wall with 10 minutes to go when i decided to ride over to a shaded area on a grass strip to get out of the sun. I then discovered my rear tire was going flat. I have no idea what I hit but I was grateful I discovered it then rather than as we rolled out at the start. I jogged back to my truck with the bike, and changed the rear, forcing myself not to panic or look at my watch. the beginning women were doing their own practice race so I knew I would hear the call to the line. I did my fastest change ever and jogged back to the start. The who trip and change took seven minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We soon were rolling out. We were to race about sixty-five minutes. There were about 40 in the 4/5s. The first two laps went well as I was strong on the climb, moving up to 5th or so each time. The 3rd lap was a prime and I almost got dropped at the top of the climb, but worked my way back on just before the climb the next time around. I was suffering but so into the race and the moment-the colors, the sounds of the shifting and hum of the tires and chatter of the riders, and the shadows we cast on the track. It really was a beautiful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the next lap I got separated just before the climb. A few women from the Masters race had joined us, and they were riding just off the back and I could not get around them. I could not bridge after the climb so resigned myself to riding solo or in small groups for the rest of the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 3 races held and riders were blown off each one, riders all over the course. It looked loke there were some crashes too, but none near me. I just saw riders standing off in the grass and shoulders holding their bikes and looking a bit stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 45 minutes however, they began pulling all dropped riders, including me:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was semi-satisfied with my effort, wishing we did this course more often. I have done great on it before and know I can again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-8715996101318372953?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8715996101318372953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=8715996101318372953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/8715996101318372953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/8715996101318372953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/06/letter-s.html' title='The Letter &quot;S&quot;'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-3970311180752130001</id><published>2011-06-19T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T14:19:39.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Words</title><content type='html'>I really do not have the words to describe yesterday's race, a 27 mile tt in Carnation, Washington. But I will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I was not in a good mood driving to the race, having had a little tiff with my gf over the race and the rest of our day's plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was chilly, cloudy and steady light rain, just like it has been for 90% of 2011. I got to the staging area and set my trainer up under a nice awning at Tolt Middle School. There were lots of riders warming up and it felt pretty neat to be lined up like that. At one point I went back to my truck for water and saw a guy in alter ego bib shorts on his trainer. I asked if he was on the team and he said "no," but that he had met Evan in Hawaii. I do not remember his name. He said he read my blog reports all the time which was nice though it made me feel like a blog hog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I was on my single speed and was the first racer in the Masters 4/5s, starting 2 minutes behind the last Women's 4 entrant. And once again I was the sole single speed entrant. It was a one foot standing start and soon I was on my way and in my rhythm. My 30 seconds rider did not catch me for 9 minutes which was a boost. Arounf the 5 mile mark we hit a one lane construction zone, forcing me to stop for 10 seconds for traffic. The roads were very rough with little or no shoulder, and there was a ton of debris (ie rocks) in the shoulders forcing the riders to stay in the main road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few miles later I had what could be my worst case of road rage ever, a large pickup truck that did not give me any room when it passed. There was no on-coming traffic and it had a great deal of room but it did not use it, driving very close to me at around 50 mph. I gave it a "what the heck" hand gestire (nothing crude) and he soon engaged me in several minutes of verbal abuse and hand gestures and racing engines and fast breaking. At one point I was very concerned for my safety and soon decided this was not worth dying for. It is amazing that certain "people" have not accepted cyclists as equals. They never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then had a front flat at around the 54 min mark, forcing a 10 min stop to change the flat. I had issues with removing the damaged tube and there was a lot of vehicular traffic flying by at high speeds just a few feet away from me, making for a tense situation. Unlike the previous tt in Green Valley however, many racers and rec riders asked if I needed help. I did have my pump and was soon on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then, with about 7 miles to go we hit a roundabout and there were no directions or course marshals. Another rider and I went left, going about 2.5 miles on the wrong road, making for about a 5 mile wrong way. Unbelievable! I could not belive the race did not have course marshals at this crucial juncture.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was soon on the right road, one I have ridden several times so knew I was near the finish. I ended up riding with tw0 cat 3 women. My legs felt strong the whole way which I was quite happy with, despite the seemingly endless line of challenges.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, another tt under my belt for 2011.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-3970311180752130001?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3970311180752130001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=3970311180752130001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3970311180752130001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3970311180752130001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/06/no-words.html' title='No Words'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-6602584789299504797</id><published>2011-06-15T07:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T09:12:05.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Like Riding a Bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RRvuTB4gYWM/TgygUMkUVOI/AAAAAAAAAEg/K5hGCMGQrdU/s1600/Pacific2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624046303510287586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RRvuTB4gYWM/TgygUMkUVOI/AAAAAAAAAEg/K5hGCMGQrdU/s200/Pacific2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had not been out to Pacific Raceways in 2 months, mainly due to the weather but also for various other factors. I decided to go last night after 3 good friends said they would show. They had not raced out there all year and this was going to be only my 4th race at Pacific for 2011. Our weather has been unseasonably cool and wet and yesterday was cloudy, blustery and still quite cool. My mental state wasn't all that good, but knowing I would see some good and old friends helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the race early enough to get several good warm up laps in as the race was going to be an hour long. We were racing the flats again with points every lap, making for a fast fast race. There was a good wind blowing from the west, making for a solid headwind on the home stretch section and then an incredible tail wind on the back side/drag strip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my friends just before the start and had a quick "catch up" session before the 4/5s were called to the line. There were about 40 of us. The first lap was neutral but we still rode hard. i was at the back catching up with some other riders, getting used to riding once again in a pack at speed. The race flew by and I soon found myself having a ball and forgetting about life stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was focused on holding my line, moving through the pack at high speed, trying to make moves, all of which failed as we were flying. I did play around a lot, moving back and forth through the pack and trying occasional moves on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really was a ball and I was having a very good time. One friend took a prime (won a loaf of bread) and then took 3rd in the final sprint, winning $11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would have a difficult time, but like many things, racing is much like riding a bike-you never forget:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note-I am going to see the World Naked Bike Ride on saturday, held in conjunction with the Freemont Fair and Solstice Parade. thought of riding in body pain with the team kit, but then thought better:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-6602584789299504797?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6602584789299504797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=6602584789299504797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6602584789299504797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6602584789299504797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-like-riding-bike.html' title='Just Like Riding a Bike'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RRvuTB4gYWM/TgygUMkUVOI/AAAAAAAAAEg/K5hGCMGQrdU/s72-c/Pacific2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4389902134815198645</id><published>2011-06-11T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T16:56:35.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High</title><content type='html'>I just have to tell someone. Anyone. I did text my girlfriend and 3 friends but only one response so far. So I have to shout it!&lt;br /&gt;I have never used drugs nor will I ever use them. But I do ride, and that can be such a high. Today was perhaps the highest I have been in 31.5 years of riding. I rode my single speed on a 40 mile course that included a 13 mile loop around Mercer Island. I had volunteered in the morning for a local radio station's pledge drive, then started my ride around 1 pm. It was cloudy and very cool. We are having a very cool year, and though I wish we had more sun I am grateful we do not have the heat of the mid-atlantic or east coast. There are about 18 lights on this course and I made 90% of them, including all the major ones that make for long waits. I timed my Mercer Island loop and it was a personal record for the single speed, though I was not riding all out. The island loop not only was fast, it felt fas and so easy. My legs were so fresh and my bike just wanted to FLY. I was passed 2/3rds of the way around the island by a guy in a local team's kit (Audi). They are such a strong team and won last weeks State's TT. He was so strong and we greeted each other as he passed. But I caught him just 2 miles later. A serious ego boost.&lt;br /&gt;I love to ride. Period. But rides like this just make me so grateful I do ride. And make me more than grateful for the bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;Bikes just rock!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4389902134815198645?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4389902134815198645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4389902134815198645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4389902134815198645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4389902134815198645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/06/high.html' title='High'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-6232118300324357901</id><published>2011-06-10T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T12:20:46.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Press</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pSao-k-GezQ/TfJufedp4WI/AAAAAAAAAEI/UXcUg_74yuo/s1600/cascade2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616673172316873058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pSao-k-GezQ/TfJufedp4WI/AAAAAAAAAEI/UXcUg_74yuo/s200/cascade2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple weeks ago I wrote about a ride that was organized for my city of Issaquah. Our local newspaper was delivered last night and I was pleasantly shocked to see a large photo from that ride on the front page of the Community Section. Talk about free press for the team and company!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-6232118300324357901?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6232118300324357901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=6232118300324357901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6232118300324357901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6232118300324357901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/06/free-press.html' title='Free Press'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pSao-k-GezQ/TfJufedp4WI/AAAAAAAAAEI/UXcUg_74yuo/s72-c/cascade2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-1484524120520704322</id><published>2011-06-06T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T15:52:26.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Gear, 1 Eye, 40K but Not Last!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UBpcURlsQr0/TfKgI72qKxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/F_x5Np72uPs/s1600/2011%2BTenino%2BState%2BTT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616727760650775314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UBpcURlsQr0/TfKgI72qKxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/F_x5Np72uPs/s200/2011%2BTenino%2BState%2BTT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was the Washington State TT Champs, a 40 k mostly flat out and back course with some rollers, held in Tenino, a little northeast of Olympia. It was the same course as 2010 but held two months earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I was the sole entrant on a single speed. The conditions were okay but ideal-a steady breeze and cloudy, warm and even muggy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been given a free entry if I volunteered after my race. I was the first rider in the Masters 40-49 4/5s. We went at 30 sec intervals, and there was a 2.5 minute gap between me and the rider who started ahead of me. I started well and soon settled in to a nice pace. The bike felt good and the roads were very well paved with little traffic. There was a pretty good cross/head wind. I was not caught by my 30 sec guy until 5 mins into my race so I felt pretty happy. i was passed by 8 by the turnaround.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back the wind did not let up much and I had a sudden issue with my right eye-extreme sweat that blinded me and was rather uncomfortable. I have dealt with it before but never in a race. I know it slowed me down some but I battled through it, having at times to close both eyes and ride blind for a few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was passed by a few more riders but I did catch a one day female racer-I gave her a big thumbs up. i also thanked every volunteer and cheered on every rider I saw, even those that passed me. A couple noticed my one gear and were impressed:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sprinted the last 200 meters but already knew I was a bit slower than 2010. I clocked a 1:07:50 compared to 1:06:46 in 2010. I was pleased considering my eye issue and the wind.&lt;br /&gt;I was 11th out of 13 in my category, and 111th overall out of 124 finishers.&lt;br /&gt;soon after leaving the race I discovered my rear tire was completely flat. Whether I had an issue during the race I will never know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a 27 mile tt on 6/19 and a 10 mile tt on 6/26. I will do both on my single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well with my teammates.&lt;br /&gt;Ty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-1484524120520704322?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1484524120520704322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=1484524120520704322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1484524120520704322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1484524120520704322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/06/1-gear-1-eye-40k-but-not-last.html' title='1 Gear, 1 Eye, 40K but Not Last!'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UBpcURlsQr0/TfKgI72qKxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/F_x5Np72uPs/s72-c/2011%2BTenino%2BState%2BTT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-2573528999544654000</id><published>2011-05-18T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T15:09:12.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOm7J6RVo2U/Tdra7kltF5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/IUEcheClwWk/s1600/Cascade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610037002812331922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOm7J6RVo2U/Tdra7kltF5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/IUEcheClwWk/s200/Cascade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I opted not to race the weekly Pacific series and decided to do a local ride sponsored by the Cascade Bicycle Club and Land Conservancy. I live in issaquah, Washington, and it is pretty bike friendly but has some issues. And now the city leaders are considering some long term development and traffic changes. Last night's ride was to educate riders on those concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride started and finished a 1/2 mile from my home at the Rogue Brewery and Salmon Hatchery. I arrived a few minutes early and immediately saw a friend with 3 of her club mates.&lt;br /&gt;By the time we departed we had maybe 25 or so riders, including a couple of racers, some serious recreational riders, and some die hard commuters. There even was a one armed cyclist! I was in my new and oh so sharp white kit and rode my single speed as I thought we were staying in the flat valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group split into 3 (fast medium and slow) and I was in the front group of 6 or so. Several people asked me about 53x11 coffee and the team. One woman said she saw me all the time. We stopped periodically to regroup and talk about issues regarding buildings, traffic and roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a long loop of about 6 miles, and we rode on roads, paths and a gravel path. Some of these I had never been on and several i ride almost every day. They wanted to do a good climb of just over a mile, and I was concerned since I was on my single speed. I took off from the group to hit the climb at speed, and I muscled my way up to the summit. But no one else came!&lt;br /&gt;They oped to skip it while they were part way up the climb. I waited a few minutes then descended, finding them stopped and chatting. They were surprised I did it on my single speed. It was a good sign of my fitness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride finished at the Brewery and then I hammered 1.5 miles to the market to pick up some stuff for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a very nice time seeing my city and meeting other riders. Just strange to ride in such a social group again as I am used to racing.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-2573528999544654000?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2573528999544654000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=2573528999544654000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2573528999544654000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2573528999544654000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-town.html' title='My Town'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOm7J6RVo2U/Tdra7kltF5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/IUEcheClwWk/s72-c/Cascade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-2490926037090104785</id><published>2011-05-16T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T15:04:12.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth The wait</title><content type='html'>My two sets of the new white team kit arrived last Friday. I had been waiting for these since I ordered way way back in February?&lt;br /&gt;The wait was so worth it as they rock! I felt so clean and sharp when I wore them on my 40 mile single speed ride last Saturday. My one concern was that I would wipe my hands on the white of the shorts. I wipe my tires constantly when I ride through debris (pebbles, sand, anything on the road) and I didn't wanna leave traces of the road on the shorts so I had to adjust my swipe to get the black of the shorts. No biggie.&lt;br /&gt;I even saw another rider on Mercer Island who was wearing the alter ego kit. I don't think he is a team member but it was so good to see someone else wearing the colors. We gave each other the secret waive:)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not much racing to report these days. But I can't wait to wear the white at my next race!&lt;br /&gt;Side note-I was wearing the red The Reason kit last Thursday after work and saw a friend. She later said "you looked so professional." Must be the clothing:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-2490926037090104785?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2490926037090104785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=2490926037090104785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2490926037090104785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2490926037090104785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/05/worth-wait.html' title='Worth The wait'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-3140966531493263554</id><published>2011-05-07T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T15:02:02.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finish Line</title><content type='html'>Today was the Ravensdale Road Race (9 mile course) put on by my friends at BUDU Racing. I had volunteered before for this race and decided to do so again this year. Due to numerous factors I decided not to race today. I would have had a free entry if I volunteered for half day, but opted to volunteer for a full day for more free entries at the weekly Pacific series.&lt;br /&gt;We have had a very unseasonably wet and cool spring with record low temps and rainfall, and today was no exception. It was in the mid to high 40's with steady light to heavy rain with a FEW, and I mean few breaks in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;There were 8 races held in 2 shifts (4 each-8:30 and 11 am) at varying lengths. I got to the staging area at 7:30, signed in at the volunteer table, got a safety vest and flag and rode my single speed two miles to the finish line. No one was there yet and I spent 15 minutes sitting on a rock in a cold steady drizzle. Soon, the timing guy showed up and we set to work to set up his amazing tent. He has been doing most of the timing and photos at the finish for the Washington State races for the last few years, and he has the set up down to a science. He even had a small propane heater which was so nice. One bad and scary incident before the racing started were 3 HUGE pickup trucks that were racing down the road, doing about 70, well above the posted 45 mph. Fortunately they all narrowly missed us and fortunately the racing had not started yet and there were no riders on the road.&lt;br /&gt;I spent 6 hours at the finish, most of it out in the cold and rain. I swept the finish, helped direct traffic, took in discarded bottles and rain jackets, rang the cowbell for the bell laps, flipped the lap sign, answered questions, and cheered each and every racer on. I was so impressed with everyone, from the Men Cat 5 and Women Cat 4 to the Mens 1/2s. The women's 4 was won by a solo break with several minutes lead, and the Mens 1/2s had a 10 man break with over a 5 minute lead. Some of the races ended in very tight finishes, with a couple of riders nipped at the line. Every time I felt a bit miserable due to the weather, all I had to do was see the face of any racer and see they were hurting so much more-yet were out there doing what they love. I love to volunteer when I can and so was motivated to continue.&lt;br /&gt;I also got to hear all the races on "race radio" and that was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy I got to volunteer and know I will do it again. It feels so good to give back.&lt;br /&gt;I do have a 17 mile tt tomorrow that includes 2 very good climbs. I just hope today's volunteering didn't take it out of me:)&lt;br /&gt;Night......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-3140966531493263554?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3140966531493263554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=3140966531493263554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3140966531493263554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3140966531493263554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/05/finish-line.html' title='Finish Line'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-388506875422639819</id><published>2011-04-26T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T16:16:23.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOWROOM PART THREE</title><content type='html'>Just a postscript to the carbon Cervelo Soloist I was selling for a friend. It was finally sold last night to a young woman who is an indurance coach, 10 time Hawaiian Ironman finisher, and a visitor to the Cycling House.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty small world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-388506875422639819?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/388506875422639819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=388506875422639819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/388506875422639819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/388506875422639819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/04/showroom-part-three.html' title='SHOWROOM PART THREE'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-5865153780890386854</id><published>2011-04-23T15:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T16:20:41.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Offically "unofficial"</title><content type='html'>Today was the Green Valley 12 mile TT put on Budu Racing, the folks who put on the Pacific series (Rory and Deanna Mueller). It is a spectacular flat and curvy course held in luscious farmland and horse ranches along the Green River. The weather finally turned for the specatcular as it was clear (not a cloud to be seen-a first in MONTHS), sunny and mild for the race. My trainer warm up was done next to a llama farm and in view of the setting half moon that was visible until 9:30, 38 mins before my start. I had to bundle up as it was a bit chilly, but by my start it felt almost like summer and I stripped down to just the basics. One incident that occurred was a driver in a large truck that not only did not slow down in our staging area (vehicles and trainers lined end to end along Green Vally Road), but he actually sped up and gunned his engine, narrowly missing several people and riders. Rednecks are named that for a reason, but I was not going to let this incident take away from my enjoyment as I truly was lost in the moment (racing, friends, beautiful weather-enough to make me forget my financial issues).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once again riding my single speed, and was yet again the only single racing. I opted for the Masters 35+ cat rather than the Mens 4. I have a rep now as a single speed timetrialist, and it is a rep I quite enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always take an emergency kit on my single speed tts (a baggie filled with tire irons, a sparetube and a wrench for my rear wheel). I also take a small pump. These all fit nicely in a jersey pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start was "one foot down"(we were not held). We started at 30 second intervals and I was near the back of my category, and near the end for the whole race. I waited for the count down, took off, clipped in, and was soon in my groove and in my element. I was riding in the nice narrow bike lane rather than the main road, trying to be a considerate rider. But that was a mistake as there was not much traffic and a lot of debris in the lane. I flatted 2 miles in and soon heard the hiss of my front wheel. I did not panic but soon had the replacement tube in. Unfortunately I had forgotten a pump! I threw in the towel and walked back, getting nice condolences from spectators and other racers. One thing that was quite disappointing was that there were also many many recreational riders out, riding on the same road as it was a gorgeous day with gorgeous scenery. Only one of the dozen or so asked if I needed assistance, and he did not have pump. A farmer asked if I wanted to use his air compressor but I politely declined. I just could not believe that no social rider stopped to ask or help. I saw many a pump go by without even a glance my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back, talked to Dean (my friend and the race mechanic), as well as Rory (my friend and race organizer). I said I was going to fix the flat and then race the course on my own. They said they trusted me and that my time would count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loaded up my truck, fixed my flat, took a pump and then did the race again on my own. All officials were gone. I found the start line, put my foot on the ground, started my watch and took off. I felt as strong as before. Soon I was passed the spot of my prior flat. I got to the turnaround (marked by an "x" in the road and was headed back. I did have to slow twice due to two farm machinery (small combines). It was frustrating as I had to wait to pass behind several vehicles. I knew where the finish was (road sign and line in the road) and I sprinted hard. My watch time was 31:20. I gave it to Rory and was soon driving home, pleased that I beat 2 guys in the 35+. However, during a late afternoon easy ride to keep my legs loose, Rory called to say the officials would not count my time. I called him back and said it was not a big deal. I knew what I rode. My time is accurate and would have been very close to the official time without a flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy I finished it. I can't afford to pay for races now and not finish:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-5865153780890386854?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5865153780890386854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=5865153780890386854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5865153780890386854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5865153780890386854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-offically-unofficial.html' title='I&apos;m Offically &quot;unofficial&quot;'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-1781282420983206137</id><published>2011-04-22T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T14:33:52.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistaken Identity</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday night as I was"racing" on my 52x13, Campy 9 speed equipped Dutch steel steed, my girflfriend was in a heated discussion with a neighbor. When my gf told the neighbor that I worked as a court clerk, the woman said "I thought he was a professional bike racer."&lt;br /&gt;If only:)&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter to everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-1781282420983206137?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1781282420983206137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=1781282420983206137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1781282420983206137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1781282420983206137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/04/mistaken-identity.html' title='Mistaken Identity'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-5889404130089209402</id><published>2011-04-20T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T11:01:04.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>52x13</title><content type='html'>In the middle of last night's race out at Pacific, while the pack flew down the back stretch (dragstrip section of the flat course), a rider came up to me and said "53x11 huh? That is the perfect gear now!" I hardly heard him for the noise of the pack, wind and my breathing. Little did he know my biggest gear on my old steel steed was a 52x13, and I was spun out and barely holding on. I could also blame my weak lungs on my girlfriend, who bought 160 lbs of cat litter (we have 5 cats) which is quite dusty:) We did get caught by the 1/2/3s with 3 laps to go and slowed down so much I felt like were in a pro peloton "protest stage":)&lt;br /&gt;I love that bike but it is not geared for racing flat out like that. We raced in very cool/cold partly cloudy conditions for 37 minutes. It was my 3rd race out there this year and again had a ball-no attacks but I did play in the pack some and caught up with more friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-5889404130089209402?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5889404130089209402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=5889404130089209402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5889404130089209402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5889404130089209402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/04/52x13.html' title='52x13'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-422714472762995788</id><published>2011-04-18T12:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T12:31:47.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOWROOM PART DEUX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Podw_UgXpPo/TayRftHteOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/EOgF1ucNKxY/s1600/Cervelo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597008410788591842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Podw_UgXpPo/TayRftHteOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/EOgF1ucNKxY/s200/Cervelo1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The young woman did not buy the "near showroom" bike and her boyfriend ended up jamming the carbon seatpost when he forcibly lowered it for her. I was able to get the seatpost released at a local shop and it is just fine now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone knows anyone interested in a 48cm "near showroom" 2006 cervelo Soloist with DA and extras here is a pic....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are asking $2200&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-422714472762995788?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/422714472762995788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=422714472762995788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/422714472762995788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/422714472762995788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/04/showroom-part-deux.html' title='SHOWROOM PART DEUX'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Podw_UgXpPo/TayRftHteOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/EOgF1ucNKxY/s72-c/Cervelo1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-2158462888670416808</id><published>2011-04-14T10:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T11:57:38.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOWROOM</title><content type='html'>I am trying to sell a friend's 48 cm 2006 Carbon Cervelo Soloist w/Dura Ace components. It is a very beautiful bike with low miles, never crashed or ridden wet or very hard. She bought it brand new and is the only owner. The components, paint and decals are near perfect ("near showroom condition). But it is not new. A young woman came to see it with her boyfriend last night. They spent about an hour looking it over. They both were obvious newbies to riding. He has one bike, an aluminum Cervelo, and she has something else, also aluminum. They are budding triathletes. He meticulously checked the bike out, using a flashlight to examine every inch for damage and cracks. He kept talking about "showroom" condition." My friend is asking $2200 but will take $2000. I have searched Craigslist for Washington and Oregon and found two others, same size and comparably priced. They came with $1900 but he kept saying how maybe they ought to sleep on it. I could see he was calling the shots and trying to be "the man." It was a tad embarrassing but I let my friend do all the talking as it is her bike. The young woman is a grad student and does not have a lot of money, and this bike would be a HUGE upgrade. If they want pristine, spotless, showroom condition she will have to wait a few years until she can afford $5000-$10000. Just makes me wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-2158462888670416808?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2158462888670416808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=2158462888670416808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2158462888670416808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2158462888670416808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/04/showroom.html' title='SHOWROOM'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-6248112039120833134</id><published>2011-04-13T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T07:58:40.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus</title><content type='html'>I watched Paris Roubaix last Sunday and was so impressed, as always, by the riders' determination and focus. Especially riders like Boonen and Chavenal, who despite multiple crashes remounted and tried and tried and tried. I know professional riders are human and have issues like a lot of us-financial worries, mental issues (as in Pantani), drug and alcohol problems, relationship concerns-just life stuff. They must be able to put those all aside in a race to be able to pound out 160 miles at high speeds over dusty and slippery and plain ol nasty cobbles. The last 7 months for me have been particularly challenging-finances especially. It is hard for me to get through a day without being bombarded by "downer" thoughts. My training rides and rides to work are often times to go over these concerns. But I can't afford to lose focus in a race. Otherwise I would be off the back in no time. Last night was my 2nd race of the year at Pacific. It was about a 2.5 mile course down the escape route and then up some rollers. A challenging but fun course. When I am trained and in shape. This year my training has not gone as expected though I have ridden almost every day. We raced for 43 minutes with 2 primes. There were about 30 riders in the 4/5s. I was able to ride with the group for the first 3 laps til the first prime at the top of the rollers. Then I got dropped with some others. All I thought about was bridging, catching a wheel. I put it all out there and was able to bridge. The rest of the race was fun as I focused only on the ride-holding my line, picking a good safe line down the escape, then hammering up the rollers. I was so lost in the race that I did not think once about my life issues. Until after the race. But that is okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-6248112039120833134?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6248112039120833134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=6248112039120833134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6248112039120833134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6248112039120833134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/04/focus.html' title='Focus'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-3764758685825123274</id><published>2011-04-08T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T13:32:41.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Golden</title><content type='html'>I work for a government entity, and every year we have to requalify for health benefits. There are 3 levels-bronze, silver and gold (the best of course). Everyone starts at bronze. You then have to complete a health assessment, about a 30 question questionnaire, to qualify for silver. There are no wrong or right answers-just completing the questionnaire qualifies one for silver. Everybody has 3 months to complete it, and it takes like 10 minutes to do. Honesty is not a factor:) Then, you have 3 different programs you can participate in to qualify for gold. You must complete the program by mid April. There is an eating program, smoking cessation, and exercise. I ALWAYS go with the exercise program. I had to complete 10 weeks in the span of 3 months to get gold. I qualified for gold 2 weeks ago but was just notified. I work with 8 others who are not athletic in any real sense. One or two go to the gym now and then and one runs every blue moon. But I am the athlete in our work group. I am irked that I have to requalify every year for gold, but at least I know it is a "no brainer." Side note-a buddy is overseas riding the cobbles and watching the Tour of Flanders and Paris Roubaix. I am a bit jealous but grateful he got to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-3764758685825123274?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3764758685825123274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=3764758685825123274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3764758685825123274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3764758685825123274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-golden.html' title='I&apos;m Golden'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-611625275768368239</id><published>2011-04-04T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T12:33:59.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start 'Em Young</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday evening my gf and I had friends over for dinner. They have a almost 2 year old daughter. In the middle of the visit she asked for water. I was going to go get it for her when my friends asked if I had any bike bottles in the kitchen. I actually have a shelve full of water bottles-many of them unused. Many are from races (my favorite being The Elkhorn Classic from 2007). I also have TDF commemorative bottles and some unused 53x11 bottles. I just had to break one of the team bottles out for her. She kept it all night and downed countless ounces of water. I know I got one new convert to the team:) Even at the cost of a diaper or two:):) Ty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-611625275768368239?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/611625275768368239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=611625275768368239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/611625275768368239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/611625275768368239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/04/start-em-young.html' title='Start &apos;Em Young'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-5523022509264110653</id><published>2011-04-04T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T09:59:29.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No April Fool's Joke</title><content type='html'>Last Friday I received the best April Fool's joke of my life, courtesy of my girlfriend. One that made my heart stop for just a second. Then, a few hours later I received an email which I thought at first was another April Fool's. The Carnation TT set for Sunday April 3 was cancelled due to flooding! It turned out to be quite serious. We have had countless and endless days of rain, about 49 for the year and something like 12 straight. The roads for the course were quite flooded. I was so psyched to do it too as I was going to once again race my single speed on the 14 mile course. I must admit I am getting tired of all the wet but it doesn't look like it is ending anytime soon. I just hope my upcoming races are not cancelled due to flooding. Here's hoping! All the best to my teammates! Ty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-5523022509264110653?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5523022509264110653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=5523022509264110653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5523022509264110653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5523022509264110653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-april-fools-joke.html' title='No April Fool&apos;s Joke'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-1271117112104417252</id><published>2011-03-23T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T10:56:10.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PACIFIC</title><content type='html'>No other word in the English language holds greater meaning for me. I was born and raised and lived the first 33 years of my life in Southern California, not far from the Pacific Ocean. I spent a lot of my time at the beach and in the water. I have lived in the Seattle area for the last 8 years now, again not far from the Pacific Ocean. I lived in Virginia for 7 years, and been to South Carolina and Florida, and often visited the Atlantic, but that did not have the same feeling for me. I consider the Pacific as "my ocean." I feel like I have come home every time I step into that body of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for Pacific Raceways in Kent, Washington. Every time I line up and click in with my fellow racers for the weekly Tuesday night series I feel as if I have come home. I know every turn, bump, rut, pothole, curve and climb on the course. I have been racing it since 2004, and every time is new experience. Yet at the same time an old and comfortable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sponsors, Rory and Deanna Mueller, do an excellent job. The series has a very low key but professional feel. No USCF license required. All 5 courses are rider friendly, and it is an excellent place for riders to be introduced to racing, and for experienced riders to practice. Families often come out to watch, and the young ones ride on the sidelines on their lil bikes and trikes. I take great pride in being the sole rep for 53x11 Coffee. I know my alter ego kit is well known in the peloton. I am the sole alter ego kit in a field of Starbucks, First Ascent, Cycle U, 4 Corners, Wines of Washington, Garage, Cucina Fresca and other teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been waiting for last night since the 2010 series ended in August. The weather cooperated and I was so excited signing in. I was early enough to get a low number for the year (#10). I got ready and reconnected with some buddies who parked next to me. I then did some easy warm up laps, checking the 2 mile flat course out for any new "surprises" (ie cracks and potholes). Fortunately the surface was the same as last year, though the drag strip section on the back stretch did have some dirt along the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4/5s raced for 30 mins and I started at the back as usual, chatting with another buddy. I played around in the pack, getting used to the feeling of riding in a tight bunch at speed. There were a couple of obvious "new racers," but they did great-no squirlly riding and no crashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost attacked halfway through but I got pinched off as I was riding along the wall on the home stretch. I ended up in 4th place for the lap and held it for another lap. I then somehow got dropped (no real racing legs yet) but worked my way back (thanks in part to the pack easing up). I then recovered and played around in the middle of the group, again catching up with a friend I had not seen since 2009. I had fun in the final sprint, finishing around 15th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so good to be back racing at Pacific-good friends-safe course and fun competition-real "soul food."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-1271117112104417252?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1271117112104417252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=1271117112104417252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1271117112104417252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1271117112104417252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/03/pacific.html' title='PACIFIC'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-3442034870275881654</id><published>2011-03-21T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T08:01:11.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pbu2t7NhpkY/TYdnzcpc7dI/AAAAAAAAADs/cZA3K9KQQgk/s1600/2011%2BSkagit%2BTT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586547996337434066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pbu2t7NhpkY/TYdnzcpc7dI/AAAAAAAAADs/cZA3K9KQQgk/s200/2011%2BSkagit%2BTT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I finally "raced" my first race of the year yesterday, the 9 mile Skagit County TT along Padilla Bay, about 80 miles north of Seattle. I rode my single speed and boy what fun, and wind. The first half had a downhill with flat in wide open farm country that had an incredible headwind. The return was a lot of fun with a full blown tail wind. I thought I clocked 24:02 for the retro division, but finished offically in 23:58.7. I was 6th out of 8 entrants, but the only single speed:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My warm up was a lot of fun as I sat on my trainer gazing at the Olympic Mountains and Padilla Bay, full of whitecaps from the wind. I even saw a bald eagle which was inspiring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting to the race was fun as I took a wrong turn, but thanks to my gf's smart phone we arrived on time. I then had to scramble to sign in as I was confused over the registration location and barely made it to the start line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then hung out in the little hamlet of Edison where we had a great lunch and I picked up a new riding partner for my seatpost (Tigger).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, a real blast (no pun intended).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the best to my teammates,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-3442034870275881654?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3442034870275881654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=3442034870275881654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3442034870275881654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3442034870275881654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/03/first.html' title='The First'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pbu2t7NhpkY/TYdnzcpc7dI/AAAAAAAAADs/cZA3K9KQQgk/s72-c/2011%2BSkagit%2BTT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-3829802289420425246</id><published>2011-03-06T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T14:17:36.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding Angry</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when I watch Paul and Phil commentate on bike racing they use the phrase-"the peloton is in an angry mood." Not that the riders are angry (maybe they are-who knows?), but that the pack is either bringing back a break or is putting the hammer down. I have been in both types of situations. I have also been in a third-not often but sometimes like today.&lt;br /&gt;I did an anger ride-I was angry with 2 friends for messing up a text about riding today (I really needed some guy time but ended up riding solo), I was angry with my gf for a comment she made this morning while waiting for my friends about my buying habits (money is tight and I recently bought two new white team kits. But I had sold several pieces of bike clothing on ebay to finance those 2 transactions, plus currently I am the sole bread winner for us and our 5 cats so felt a bit self righteous about what I could and couldn't buy with "my own money"). I also was angry with myself for wimping out on yesterday's Icebreaker TT. It was a 10 mile flat course I had planned on racing my single speed on, but after last week's blizzard fiasco and our 31 days of rain/snow for the year I was in no mood to get wet. But lo and behold it turned into one of the nicest days of the year.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did 15 miles of effort and anger this morning in mostly cloudy and cool conditions. The only thing I wasn't angry with or at was the bike. I never am. No matter what my mental state, physical condition or the weather, my bikes are never to blame. They always carry my weight and burdens, and pedal stroke by pedal stroke those hurt and angry and self righteous feelings are shed.&lt;br /&gt;I returned home tired and a lot less angry.&lt;br /&gt;Now if I could only post a real race report:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-3829802289420425246?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3829802289420425246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=3829802289420425246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3829802289420425246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3829802289420425246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/03/riding-angry.html' title='Riding Angry'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4591370999696233913</id><published>2011-02-26T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T14:18:05.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Non-Race of the Year</title><content type='html'>Today was to mark the start of my 2011 season. The Frostbite Timetrial in Everett, Washington, about 40 miles north of home (Issaquah). I rode the "retro division" last year on my 10 speed equipped Merlin, and was quite excited to ride my single speed this year in the "retro" division. It is a 9 mile flat out and back course.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately we have had some extreme and cold weather the last few weeks. Not like the mid-atlantic and east coast but still rather trying-cold with snow showers. Today was no exception. The race was delayed 2 hours but that did nothing to stop the snow and cold and wind. We left Issaquah with plenty of time to spare. Unfortunately I drove through a Burger King Drive Thru with my "race bike" on the roof rack, driving into an overhead sign. I have driven into 3 overhangs in 31 years of riding, and have pretty much come away damage free. Today included. I hit the saddle on the sign but no damage was incurred, though the sound of impact did indicate otherwise. A quick look at the bike and truck and roof rack revealed no damage. We continued on and soon encountered blowing snow.&lt;br /&gt;I then realized that although I had brought two pairs of shoes (including a pair of thermal boots), two bikes, a trainer and tons of clothing (I was wearing two Underarmour tops, 2 team skinsuits, a winter Sugoi bib tight, a team jacket, and a down jacket, I forgot a thermal hat to wear under the helmet). I was expecting a very cold 24 minute race.&lt;br /&gt;Though the shoulder of the course was covered with snow, and the snow showed no signs of stopping, I signed in. More to show my manliness than anything else. My gut told me the race was going to be canceled but I had no intention of waiting. I drove us home and discovered that home was cold but dry. After cleaning the bike and taking off all my layers and riding my trainer I went on-line and received several emails re the cancellation of the race.&lt;br /&gt;It should be reset for August, renamed the Sunburn TT. I do have the Icebreaker TT next week. Lets hope this one does go off.....&lt;br /&gt;Stay warm and safe!&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4591370999696233913?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4591370999696233913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4591370999696233913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4591370999696233913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4591370999696233913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-first-non-race-of-year.html' title='My First Non-Race of the Year'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-6738042139348081319</id><published>2011-02-10T13:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T13:26:43.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Thing About the Defeet Wooleators-hightops?</title><content type='html'>I can wear them as dress socks when I ride to work.  Like today:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-6738042139348081319?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6738042139348081319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=6738042139348081319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6738042139348081319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6738042139348081319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/02/best-thing-about-defeet-wooleators.html' title='Best Thing About the Defeet Wooleators-hightops?'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-7269122281798270972</id><published>2011-02-08T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T07:58:22.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY IDEA OF A GOOD TIME</title><content type='html'>My first real road ride of the year consisted of 30 miles of grime grime grime on a single speed.  But so fun fun fun!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TVFn9-LnPzI/AAAAAAAAADk/yE4ZgfbMTQ8/s1600/Grime1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571348528395403058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TVFn9-LnPzI/AAAAAAAAADk/yE4ZgfbMTQ8/s200/Grime1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-7269122281798270972?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7269122281798270972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=7269122281798270972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7269122281798270972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7269122281798270972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-idea-of-good-time.html' title='MY IDEA OF A GOOD TIME'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TVFn9-LnPzI/AAAAAAAAADk/yE4ZgfbMTQ8/s72-c/Grime1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-6634032179885295283</id><published>2011-02-04T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T08:00:33.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RENEWAL</title><content type='html'>Our dryer is going on the fritz, Starbucks just raised the price of my drink, cat food went up (we have 5 cats), our Homeowner dues just increased ($418.08 a month, the highest in the area), my salary was frozen this year due to a county wide budget crisis, and we are still on one income.  Things are a bit tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just renewed my USCF license and I feel a bit renewed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played little league baseball for 6 years and I remember the anticipation of being selected after try outs.  the call would come at night and I would get up from bed to be told which time I was on.  I get thame excitement every time I "re-up" my racing license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this feeling will last the year, or until finances settle down some:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-6634032179885295283?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6634032179885295283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=6634032179885295283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6634032179885295283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6634032179885295283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/02/renewal.html' title='RENEWAL'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-1558667544046111021</id><published>2011-01-28T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T13:17:11.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Weather in TN Today!</title><content type='html'>Here in East TN we have been taking it in the shorts as far as the weather goes this year. We can always count on a snow that lasts a day or two, and brief cold snap that never really amounts to anything prolonged and depressing like you might get in Milwaukee or some other place up north. This year has been different though. We have had more snow events since Christmas than I can remember in the last 20 years, and it seems like the temperature has stayed down in the 30's for more consecutive days than since Hector was a pup. So when our local weather guesser predicted temps in the 40's today I just could not stand it and knew I had to get a ride in today. Don't get me wrong I like riding the MTB in the snow, mud , and ice and I will ride in the 30's with anyone, but when I get on the road bike it has to at least be in the 40's for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my SS down from home with the intent of riding the greenway outside of my office door at lunch. I put on the usual tights, wool jersey, etc. to go ride and found out what I am sure most of you guys already knew...the 53x11 wind vest I picked up during the Christmas sale is awesome and provided just the right amount of comfort without making me too warm once I got going. While hitting the pavement in the 40's hardly qualifies as Rule 5 riding conditions, one thing I did notice is that there was an unusal element of friendlness shared between the few cyclists I passed today. Most of the time when we pass the usual acknowledgment is a slight head nod, or lifting a finger off of the brake hood. Today, however each encounter was marked by capturing eyes, exchanging a knowing smile, and even lifting the whole hand off of the bars to exchange the greeting. Seems like we appreciate the comraderie more when we are not able to get out and ride enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hopeful that this weekend of weather hitting the 50's is a sign that group rides and road racing are just around the corner. Looks like Joe (my 14 yr old stud) and I are kicking it off w/a Circuit race in Louiville KY on March 9. Here's looking forward to some decent weather for sprint intervals and hill repeats. And as for you guys in AZ and other sunny climes.....its not polite to gloat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-1558667544046111021?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1558667544046111021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=1558667544046111021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1558667544046111021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1558667544046111021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/01/great-weather-in-tn-today.html' title='Great Weather in TN Today!'/><author><name>Gotta Ride Today</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632501016496207213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1kLy1R1iUM0/TNrBfelBIyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o6-dGDUSBV8/S220/Chuck%2B%2528ETJC%2BCrit%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-3495647341312142455</id><published>2011-01-28T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T15:12:31.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO OTHER PLACE</title><content type='html'>There is no other place I would rather be than in this wonderful family of cyclists. Regardless of the number of miles or type of bike you ride, you belong to a very special group. Age, weight, gender, belief systems, sexual orientation are meaningless and have no importance. What is important is that you ride. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you are an elite racer, an amateur racer (like me), a weekend rider, a single or tandem (or more) rider, as long as you turn pedals and sit in the saddle you are a full fledged member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have ridden for 31 years and have only met the nicest people thru cycling-in races, organized centuries, and of course on my own solo rides. I met one of my good friends a couple years back accidently on a ride. We happened to be going the same way at the same pace and our friendship grew from that. Two other good friends were made via the Tuesday night race series. We do a lot together outside of riding, but cycling is our common denominator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sold some items last week via Craigslist and met two very nice guys-one was buying wheels to convert his wife's cyclo cross bike into a climbing friendly bike for the Pyrenees this summer. He knows a local legend who actually repaired my C40 frame 2 years back. Small world in deed. We plan on riding together this year. The other guy has been riding for about as long as me, maybe a bit longer. He has an autistic son who he rides tandem with. They have even done the 200+ mile Seattle to Portland (STP) ride. He belongs to a local team but has not raced. I have talked him into coming out for the local Tuesday night series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course there is 53x11 Coffee-what can I say except everyone associated with the company and team is AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see who I will meet next. Chance encounters are just a pedal stroke away....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-3495647341312142455?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3495647341312142455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=3495647341312142455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3495647341312142455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3495647341312142455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-other-place.html' title='NO OTHER PLACE'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-5882523554048412245</id><published>2011-01-10T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T15:17:02.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rasberry</title><content type='html'>As I write this on my break at work I am sporting a lovely rasberry on my left hip, courtesy of a semi-idotic move on my part last Saturday on the first road ride of the year. I was trying to beat on-coming traffic at the entrance to my condo complex when I made a hard left into the drive at high speed, laying on the brakes a bit too hard. My rear wheel slid out in the left over rain/snow grime in the bike lane, and I slid out in glorius fashion. My first thought was how stupid I was, then I feared my tights and jacket were shredded as it felt like I slid a ways on the pavement. Good thing I was in generic black rather than a team kit.&lt;br /&gt;I was able to get up and stumble into my garage where I almost passed out on the floor. After some minutes I got up and inspected the bike-scraped up pedal and brake lever and shredded bar tape, but overall my single speed came out pretty good. My tights were soiled but not torn and neither was my jacket. My left shoe took some damage too but is still quite functional. Thank goodness as I cannot afford to buy clothing right now.&lt;br /&gt;My hip is doing much better though still tender and bruised and scraped. I have to gingerly sit in my cubicle. i was able to run today for a quick 1.5 on my lunch, and for that I am very grateful.  I am also able to ride the trainer so I will get in a 45 min workout tonight.&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend says I need a tattoo. I have enough natural ones, and thanks to Saturday's spill I have a new one:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-5882523554048412245?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5882523554048412245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=5882523554048412245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5882523554048412245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5882523554048412245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/01/rasberry.html' title='Rasberry'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-2886240302303421142</id><published>2011-01-06T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T10:41:16.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fall Back</title><content type='html'>I recently watched The Wild Bunch while riding my trainer.  It is one of my favorite Westerns (and movies in general).  William Holden tells Ernest Borgnine-"I'd like to make one big score and fall back."  Ernest asks-"fall back to what?"&lt;br /&gt;For me the answer is easy, and I don't need a big score.  My fall back is the bicycle.  It keeps me young and sane.  Regardless of my financial or mental state, I can fall back to the bicke for refreshment and strength and comfort.  It is my rock, my anchor, my shelter from the storm.&lt;br /&gt;Every ride is an eye opener and refreshes me in a unique and priceless way.&lt;br /&gt;A big score would be nice, but nothing beats the bike:)&lt;br /&gt;Ty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-2886240302303421142?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2886240302303421142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=2886240302303421142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2886240302303421142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2886240302303421142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-fall-back.html' title='My Fall Back'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-5285651466121558927</id><published>2010-12-27T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T08:01:11.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Bike</title><content type='html'>I got to witness a first-a 2 year old girl getting her first bike this Christmas.  My girlfriend's granddaughter will be two in just a few weeks.  We went to their house on Saturday morning and I got to watch as this beautiful young child got to handle, sit and play with what will definitely be the first of many many rides.  It is a pink trike with a nice little basket and one comfy (though plastic) looking saddle.  Much more seat room than my Arione:)&lt;br /&gt;She was a natural and love it from the start.  When asked what I thought her specialty would be, I said-Road, Track, Cross and Mountain.  I can picture it now.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-5285651466121558927?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5285651466121558927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=5285651466121558927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5285651466121558927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5285651466121558927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-bike.html' title='First Bike'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4860653146947653167</id><published>2010-12-22T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T15:04:00.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S A WONDERFUL LIFE</title><content type='html'>It's a Wonderful Life, the original version, is one of my all time favorite movies.  I am a softie and it affects me every time I watch it.  I am going through some trying times right now, real challenges that test my sense of self worth.  But, like the main character, I do know I have led and still lead a good life that has had positive impacts on many people.  I also know many people love and support me.&lt;br /&gt;I also have a secret weapon.  My bicycle.  Regardless of weather, gearing, or mental state, I can always mount one of my four bikes and take a light spin or heavy/hard ride down the road or up a local mountain.  Love, friends and bicycles do in deed make this a wonderful life.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays to all-&lt;br /&gt;Ty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4860653146947653167?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4860653146947653167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4860653146947653167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4860653146947653167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4860653146947653167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-wonderful-life.html' title='IT&apos;S A WONDERFUL LIFE'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-2062815644508575396</id><published>2010-12-22T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T06:17:09.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knoxville Tour de Lights 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1kLy1R1iUM0/TRJz85PGsaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/BAkxMZK3dV8/s1600/Faulkner%2BTour%2Bde%2BLights.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553628780494762402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1kLy1R1iUM0/TRJz85PGsaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/BAkxMZK3dV8/s320/Faulkner%2BTour%2Bde%2BLights.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night our family joined in with ~ 200 other cycle nuts to ride in the annual Tour de Lights Christmas parade put on by the &lt;a href="http://bikeknoxville.blogspot.com/"&gt;Knoxville Bike program office &lt;/a&gt;.  Our 53x11 jackets were a big hit, and as you can see on Joe's arm, the reflective strips are quite visible and bright. We rode a 5-6 mile route through a couple of inter-city neighborhoods w/a full scale police escort to stop traffic at the intersections. It was a great way to start the celebration of our Christmas holiday, and not coincidently our 19th wedding anniversary. Yea, I'm lucky too that I have a spouse who is a really good sport and participates in our cycle adventures. The weather last night was pretty temperate by Montana standards, but cold and damp enough that we appreciated the pre and post ride hot chocolate and a dry pair of wool socks. Here is wishing y'all a Merry Christmas and a safe holiday to all those traveling to visit friends and family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-2062815644508575396?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2062815644508575396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=2062815644508575396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2062815644508575396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2062815644508575396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/12/knoxville-tour-de-lights-2010.html' title='Knoxville Tour de Lights 2010'/><author><name>Gotta Ride Today</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632501016496207213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1kLy1R1iUM0/TNrBfelBIyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o6-dGDUSBV8/S220/Chuck%2B%2528ETJC%2BCrit%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1kLy1R1iUM0/TRJz85PGsaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/BAkxMZK3dV8/s72-c/Faulkner%2BTour%2Bde%2BLights.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4151724823110382453</id><published>2010-11-25T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T11:33:51.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to wish all my teammates, their families, Evan, Owen, and everyone associated with 53x11 Coffee and the Cycling House a Happy Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say the last year has been a bit trying but I have so much to be grateful for-&lt;br /&gt;a loving and supportive partner and friend&lt;br /&gt;a job I enjoy&lt;br /&gt;a roof over my head&lt;br /&gt;5  (yes 5) healthy cats&lt;br /&gt;a crash and mechanical free race season&lt;br /&gt;great friends&lt;br /&gt;and of course-the Bicycle:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4151724823110382453?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4151724823110382453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4151724823110382453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4151724823110382453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4151724823110382453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-2123527656786729586</id><published>2010-11-19T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T07:57:32.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TOaeSqgm8fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OrpH6QIqRNM/s1600/BareBones%25231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541290435011867122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TOaeSqgm8fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OrpH6QIqRNM/s200/BareBones%25231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TOaeISHgH7I/AAAAAAAAADI/VX7JPucWF9Q/s1600/IMAG0478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541290256665419698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TOaeISHgH7I/AAAAAAAAADI/VX7JPucWF9Q/s200/IMAG0478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanted to thank the Team for the wonderful gift certificate for the Halloween Costume contest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I said it was a lot of fun to do. I had a blast riding around the neighborhood (wore a helmet of course).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ty&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/463229402171531225-2123527656786729586?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2123527656786729586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=2123527656786729586' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2123527656786729586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2123527656786729586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TOaeSqgm8fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OrpH6QIqRNM/s72-c/BareBones%25231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-8516011015811559712</id><published>2010-11-13T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T17:29:07.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last good riding weekend of the Fall?</title><content type='html'>Took my son riding this afternoon after I put in the obligatory effort to mulch some leaves in the yard.  With the temp in the 70's in November it's almost sinful to not go out riding.  Seems like we have had excellent weather for riding this fall every weekend since Labor Day, w/ the exception of last weekend when it barely got into the 50's.  Even still we managed a couple hours in the woods riding some single track and cruising the campus afterwords until the sun began dropping with the thermometer.  Some of our friends from up here in Cumberland Gap went to Knoxville for a really cool metric complete with significant climbing and a few exciting dog sprints for good measure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we took out our Masi singlespeeds this afternoon for a couple of leisurely hours of spinning.   We have a really nice loop from Cumberland Gap into a quaint little village named Tiprell.  It is really just a cluster of houses grouped around 2 churches and some sort of rail road freight transfer facility that never seems very active.  Its a 4 mile loop w/ rollers so we usually do a couple laps to make it worth the effort.  Foolowing the loops we took the greenway over to the Lincoln Memorial Univ campus and rode around there for awhile.  The SSs are setup w/ an ~ 2.0 gear ratio primarly because of my creaky knees, and my desire to preserve the health of my son's knees.   Earlier in the season I was riding somewhere around 2.5 and found that the rolling terrain here in East Tn was just too hard on my joints and I needed to  find something that would let me spin a little higher cadence.   We have really enjoyed the simplicity of the SS ride and w/ the forced coasting down the hills it seems like we have found that balance between riding hard and then taking it easy just to experience the ride.  This came out on the second lap when I told my son to "just take it easy and not make everything a training ride for the Tour".  Being  a 13yr old competitive rider it must be hard to dial it down a notch and not go 53x11 all the time.  Fortunately for him (and me) he has Jr gearing so the hardest he can go is 52x14.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we (the whole family: me, son, wife) are off to Knoxville tomorrow for a short 7-8 mile ride and pizza party at a local joint to celebrate Knoxville's  "Bicycle friendly city" award by the League of American  Bicyclists w/ a couple hundred other enthusiasts.  If this indeed is the last good weekend of cycle weather it is certainly the way to see it out w/ a ride, 100+ friends,  pizza, and some really awesome beers on tap.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride hard and have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-8516011015811559712?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8516011015811559712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=8516011015811559712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/8516011015811559712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/8516011015811559712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/11/last-good-riding-weekend-of-fall.html' title='Last good riding weekend of the Fall?'/><author><name>Gotta Ride Today</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632501016496207213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1kLy1R1iUM0/TNrBfelBIyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o6-dGDUSBV8/S220/Chuck%2B%2528ETJC%2BCrit%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-3810530440629069798</id><published>2010-11-03T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T13:02:34.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Used Bike Drive via #constantcontact</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://myemail.constantcontact.com/Used-Bike-Drive.html?soid=1101157941720&amp;amp;aid=Q54QhGZO8KU"&gt;Used Bike Drive via #constantcontact&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-3810530440629069798?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://myemail.constantcontact.com/Used-Bike-Drive.html?soid=1101157941720&amp;aid=Q54QhGZO8KU' title='Used Bike Drive via #constantcontact'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3810530440629069798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=3810530440629069798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3810530440629069798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3810530440629069798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/11/used-bike-drive-via-constantcontact.html' title='Used Bike Drive via #constantcontact'/><author><name>carylh7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08437443968823524366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5nnN8u2G1l0/Svi27C2LCbI/AAAAAAAAADM/XOzaSaI0uKM/S220/danskinbike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-5349608925094791729</id><published>2010-11-01T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T10:55:48.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TM7-9wF_hpI/AAAAAAAAADA/3IXaxBK2V08/s1600/Me48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534641328920430226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TM7-9wF_hpI/AAAAAAAAADA/3IXaxBK2V08/s200/Me48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not a bad way to spend my 48th birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rode around our neighborhood (yes with a helmet) and got some good looks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-5349608925094791729?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5349608925094791729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=5349608925094791729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5349608925094791729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5349608925094791729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-belated-halloween.html' title='Happy Belated Halloween'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TM7-9wF_hpI/AAAAAAAAADA/3IXaxBK2V08/s72-c/Me48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-6115016268697974485</id><published>2010-09-17T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T05:29:04.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NJRAA Riders Ride into Flemington via #constantcontact</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://myemail.constantcontact.com/NJRAA-Riders-Ride-into-Flemington.html?soid=1101157941720&amp;amp;aid=G-tnXLL4Sts"&gt;NJRAA Riders Ride into Flemington via #constantcontact&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-6115016268697974485?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://myemail.constantcontact.com/NJRAA-Riders-Ride-into-Flemington.html?soid=1101157941720&amp;aid=G-tnXLL4Sts' title='NJRAA Riders Ride into Flemington via #constantcontact'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6115016268697974485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=6115016268697974485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6115016268697974485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6115016268697974485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/09/njraa-riders-ride-into-flemington-via.html' title='NJRAA Riders Ride into Flemington via #constantcontact'/><author><name>carylh7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08437443968823524366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5nnN8u2G1l0/Svi27C2LCbI/AAAAAAAAADM/XOzaSaI0uKM/S220/danskinbike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-7287661889827410529</id><published>2010-09-15T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T13:50:32.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Age</title><content type='html'>My girlfriend turned 50 today and is feeling a bit blue. She is a vibrant, fun beautiful woman, full of life and vigor and enthusiasm. I know she will bounce back but she is struggling some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend turned 39 last Friday, and he and I went to dinner and then a movie. He was feeling a bit down, thinking he had reached the end of an era. This despite being a successful businessman, world traveler, a strong and enthusiastic rider, and having many friends.   I told him that age is a mental state.  So act mental!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend turns 89 next month (her birthday is one day before mine), and she is so active and young at heart. She has lived a full live, is well traveled and has a loving family. I have not seen her in 6 years but we chat a lot by phone. I talked to her last Sunday and she told me I am still quite young and have so much life to live. I agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn 48 next month and feel just as young as ever. My riding and racing are more passionate than ever as well. I do feel young at heart and I know riding helps keep me young and sane. One is never too young or old to start riding. My saddle is a fountain of youth and I will never leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember-it isn't the age of the engine but the fire in the tank that counts. And I have a lot of fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to all:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-7287661889827410529?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7287661889827410529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=7287661889827410529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7287661889827410529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7287661889827410529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/09/age.html' title='Age'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-1713895609872380631</id><published>2010-09-10T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T11:42:45.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Volunteer</title><content type='html'>I have been competing in bike races and runs for 30 plus years now, and am so appreciative of all the volunteers who have put in countelss hours to put the various events on.  I have done some volunteering myself over the years, and have assisted with bike races, 5ks, a 1/2 Ironman tri in Idaho (great weekend), a kids duathlon in Maryland (awesome time) and a local sprint tri for the last 4 years.  This year's event was 2 weeks ago and I was assigned the task of monitoring part of the bike leg, setting up cones and keeping them in place if knocked down.  I put several miles on my single speed riding up and down my mile section.  Before my duties began I got to spend 15 mins of quality solo time down at the lake shore.  Such still water.  I sat on a log and had the small beach to myself as I watched ducks and geese.&lt;br /&gt;After my cone duty I was assigned traffic control at a busy intersection, and was pleasantly surprised by several geese flying very low overhead.&lt;br /&gt;I got such a kick out of watching these athletes of all abilities, and cheered each one on with sincere enthusiasm.  seeing their waves and smiles really made my day.  Being on "this" side always helps me when I compete myself.&lt;br /&gt;I call on all my team mates to volunteer at least once in 2011.  You will get so much out of it:)&lt;br /&gt;Ty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-1713895609872380631?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1713895609872380631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=1713895609872380631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1713895609872380631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1713895609872380631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/09/volunteer.html' title='Volunteer'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-1527071080625778964</id><published>2010-09-03T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T08:11:03.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It all starts with nutrition</title><content type='html'>Amazing Grass Superfoods are one of the team sponsors. The two week challenge will redefine your health. I'll be posting each day. Take a moment and check it out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://amazinggrass.com/2weekchallenge/key_one/"&gt;http://amazinggrass.com/2weekchallenge/key_one/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-1527071080625778964?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1527071080625778964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=1527071080625778964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1527071080625778964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1527071080625778964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/09/it-all-starts-with-nutrition.html' title='It all starts with nutrition'/><author><name>53x11 Coffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12611147970462154925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cnh0tL6JrwA/SLFrHx4pbNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vnjEsAiYeRs/S220/53_banner.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-6253540537948449347</id><published>2010-08-25T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T10:43:39.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/THf5Qo1j_iI/AAAAAAAAAC4/DZ8pGETTyE4/s1600/Blacktail+Mtn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510146733346389538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/THf5Qo1j_iI/AAAAAAAAAC4/DZ8pGETTyE4/s200/Blacktail+Mtn.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/THf4S6QnxbI/AAAAAAAAACw/kUzmibQ750A/s1600/Me+on+Blacktail.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510145672871396786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/THf4S6QnxbI/AAAAAAAAACw/kUzmibQ750A/s200/Me+on+Blacktail.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/THf36vjRBWI/AAAAAAAAACo/hxsLCWCC9mw/s1600/View+from+Blacktail.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510145257679947106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/THf36vjRBWI/AAAAAAAAACo/hxsLCWCC9mw/s200/View+from+Blacktail.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/THf3LqJEaRI/AAAAAAAAACg/xctFMk-a3XA/s1600/Blacktail+Rd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510144448774039826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/THf3LqJEaRI/AAAAAAAAACg/xctFMk-a3XA/s400/Blacktail+Rd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/THf062r1IWI/AAAAAAAAACY/PVt8dKvlKPQ/s1600/Blacktail+Mtn+Rd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510141961060032866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/THf062r1IWI/AAAAAAAAACY/PVt8dKvlKPQ/s400/Blacktail+Mtn+Rd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As August comes to a close and the new school year commences, I think this is the right time to submit my "What I Did for My Summer Vacation" report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girlfriend's parents celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary this year, and they had a large party in Lakeside, Montana last Saturday (8/20). Lakeside is on the northwest corner of Flathead Lake, about 480 miles from my home near Seattle. I have not had a real vacation since 2007 so was really looking forward to getting away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My gf's 3 children, a girlfriend of one of her sons, her daughter's fiance and 19 month old child also went for the celebration, and the house and yard were full of 2 tents, one trailer and lots of fun. I am so glad I took my two frisbees as we got a quick game in before the festivities. We also got one botchee ball game in a few days later. I recommend you don't play after too many drinks:) I did not forget bikes, and took my gf's and my titanium cross bike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My gf did not get out, but I got a few short fun exploratory rides in, including a fun climb partway up Blacktail Mtn to the ski area. I rode 4 miles on dirt/gravel on road tires, making for a fun descent (see pics).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also got to drive a convertible for the first time, a Myata owned by the parents. It was fun but I prefer bikes:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, a very nice relaxing vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-6253540537948449347?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6253540537948449347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=6253540537948449347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6253540537948449347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6253540537948449347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-summer-vacation.html' title='My Summer Vacation'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/THf5Qo1j_iI/AAAAAAAAAC4/DZ8pGETTyE4/s72-c/Blacktail+Mtn.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-9102143060517991342</id><published>2010-08-18T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T11:06:02.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words That Begin With S</title><content type='html'>It seems that many of my races have a theme. Take last night for example, the third to last (and my 12th for the year) Pacific Raceways event, a 50 minute affair on the flat 2+mile oval. Last night's theme dealt with words that begin with S. Please forgive all the &lt;strong&gt;bolds&lt;/strong&gt; in the following report:&lt;br /&gt;It was very hot and hazy and I arrived 45 minutes early, allowing me plenty of time to warm up (unlike last week). I rode my old &lt;strong&gt;steel &lt;/strong&gt;Gazelle for 3 laps, some sections at good effort, and was &lt;strong&gt;sweating&lt;/strong&gt; greatly, even though I was wearing a team &lt;strong&gt;sleeveless &lt;/strong&gt;jersey. I discovered a &lt;strong&gt;sprinkler&lt;/strong&gt; operating at the little bungalow next to the track, so &lt;strong&gt;stood&lt;/strong&gt; at the fence for&lt;strong&gt; several&lt;/strong&gt; minutes getting &lt;strong&gt;soaked.&lt;/strong&gt; One other rider joined me and we had a nice discussion in the "rain."&lt;br /&gt;With 10 minutes to go before the &lt;strong&gt;start&lt;/strong&gt; I sat on a rock in the only &lt;strong&gt;section&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;shade&lt;/strong&gt;. I had a nice chat with my 2 race buddies as I felt the cooling affects of the &lt;strong&gt;sprinkler&lt;/strong&gt;. Radio &lt;strong&gt;Shack&lt;/strong&gt; may have the manpower and funds to develop cooling vests, but I make do with what I can find:) I looked around at all the riders milling at the start and though we were on different teams and would compete against one another, I felt such a bond and companionship. My season is almost over and I will miss it, but am looking forward to 2011 and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;The first lap was quite &lt;strong&gt;social&lt;/strong&gt; and I hung at the back with my buds. However, as we came around for the &lt;strong&gt;start&lt;/strong&gt; of the 2nd lap the bunch eased up and before I knew it I was attacking. By the time I looked back I had a very large lead. I decided to do what I could so had my head down and worked. I could feel my legs and lungs burning but I &lt;strong&gt;stayed&lt;/strong&gt; off the front for over just a full lap (2+miles), my longest &lt;strong&gt;solo&lt;/strong&gt; break ever. As I came across the &lt;strong&gt;start&lt;/strong&gt;/finish I &lt;strong&gt;sat&lt;/strong&gt; up and had time for a long drink before getting on the back of the train. 2 laps later I brought back a break of 4, pulling my good racing bud with me, allowing him to attack. He didn't go anywhere however.&lt;br /&gt;A few laps later I and my 2 buds were near the back when the pack &lt;strong&gt;slowed&lt;/strong&gt;, exactly where I attacked on lap 2. I told my buddies to go as I did not have the legs. They went! 2 others joined them but I could see the pack wasn't letting this attack go. I was so excited for them, more so than when I attacked. I got up to the front of the pack and tried to block but I was outnumbered. So many &lt;strong&gt;Starbucks&lt;/strong&gt; and Cycle U guys.&lt;br /&gt;A few laps later, with 1.5 to go, I found myself attacking at the end of the back &lt;strong&gt;stretch&lt;/strong&gt; on the drag &lt;strong&gt;strip&lt;/strong&gt; just before a very wide &lt;strong&gt;sweeping &lt;/strong&gt;left hand turn. The sun was low behind us as we headed east, casting our &lt;strong&gt;shadows&lt;/strong&gt; on the pavement. As I &lt;strong&gt;sprinted &lt;/strong&gt;off the front I noticed all the &lt;strong&gt;shadows&lt;/strong&gt; disappear! I knew I was alone as I started on the turn. I looked back and saw one &lt;strong&gt;Starbucks&lt;/strong&gt; rider trying to join me. I eased up some and worked. I knew this time I would not get too far off the front, but as the &lt;strong&gt;Starbucks&lt;/strong&gt; rider refused to work with me I dug deep down to be first across the start/finish line. We still had a nice gap at that point, but I was tired and&lt;strong&gt; sat&lt;/strong&gt; up for another leisurely drink before getting caught.&lt;br /&gt;I ended up near the back of the pack in the &lt;strong&gt;sprint,&lt;/strong&gt; but was so very happy with my efforts.   I was greatly outnumbered by Starbucks and Cycle U riders but did mix it up a lot.  They know that 53x11 Coffee means business!&lt;br /&gt;I also met my gf at the local brewery for a free aloha beer.  I was so excited about my recap of the race.  She was excited for me as well.&lt;br /&gt;PS-I go to Lakeside, Montana tomorrow for a week to be with my gf's parents on their 50th anniversary. I have never been and am taking our bikes. I may even ride the Going to the Sun Highway up to Glacier National Park. All the best to my teammates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-9102143060517991342?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/9102143060517991342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=9102143060517991342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/9102143060517991342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/9102143060517991342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/08/words-that-begin-with-s.html' title='Words That Begin With S'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-7975668735665805689</id><published>2010-08-11T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T09:28:55.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUB 3</title><content type='html'>I ran for 23 years and completed 52 marathons. The marathon was my favorite distance, one that really tested me without REALLY testing me like an ultra. My goal was to run under 3 hours, a magic number for runners, much like a sub 5 minute mile or 40 minuted 10K. I never beat 5 mins for the mile (5:14) but did go under 40 for the 10k on several occasions. The closest I ever got in the marathon was 3:01:22. I was in great form as I ran a marathon for fun 2 months later and ran a 3:09. I never ran that fast again.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I accomplished a great deal in just under 3 hours. I drove to and from the Pacific Raceways (45 miles or so roundtrip) for the Up the Escape Route race, stopped at the local brewery for my free Aloha beer and grabbed dinner to go, and loaded my bike and gear for the commute home today.&lt;br /&gt;I had planned on racing yesterday but then my cat had surgery on Sat. She needs pain meds and my gf and I administer it as it takes two. I got home at 5:30 and had my bike and gear loaded and ready. However, my gf did not get home til 6:15 and the race was at 7. I thought I might not go but we were done with the meds by 6:30 so I thought "what the heck." I was confident I would be late, but these races are so casual it would be acceptable for me to jump in a lap or two down, so long as I did not contest primes or the final sprint. Plus I only have 3 races left for the year as I cannot do Crystal Mountain, have opted not to do Mt. Baker and the Blackberry Crit has been canceled:(&lt;br /&gt;Traffic was very good and I flew down to the race. I work for a court and deal with numerous traffic issues on a daily basis so am a very careful driver, but I did speed some (at least in my mind I did). I got to the race with less than 10 mins to spare. I got the bike ready and then had to dress and pin my number. If you saw the last stage of this year's TDF you will know what I mean when I say Radio Shack had nothing on me. I placed 6 safety pins in no time:) I then had to pay and sign in so ran over to the trailer with my bike. I heard Rory call the first two races to the line as I fumbled with my gloves. Good thing the 4/5s go last. I rolled up and said a quick hi to 2 friends just as we rolled out.&lt;br /&gt;I had no warmup whatsoever. I have never raced without a warm up so it was a new experience. Fortunately the first lap wasn't insane. I did okay for the first 3 until we had a prime lap. The field was blown apart at the top of the climb but I managed, barely to get back on the much smaller group. I never recovered. I had wolfed down some new Gatorade product about 15 minutes before, while "speeding" down Highway 18, and it was affecting me. I finally let the pack go about halfway thru the race, and road 2 laps solo. The organizers' 10 year old daughter cheered me on up the climb. Her remarks took me back to my marathoning days:)&lt;br /&gt;I finally got caught by the 1/2/3s and rode the last 2 laps with them. There were 2 other 4/5s hanging on the back so I felt okay catching a ride.&lt;br /&gt;Overall I was quite happy with my sub 3 effort. Still hard to believe I raced last night though:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-7975668735665805689?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7975668735665805689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=7975668735665805689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7975668735665805689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7975668735665805689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/08/sub-3.html' title='SUB 3'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-2967805178002932150</id><published>2010-08-09T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T09:00:54.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AT LEAST IT WAS FREE</title><content type='html'>I live just about 3 miles from Cougar Mountain, which has an incredibly steep 2 mile climb.  I used to ride it several times a year, almost on a weekly basis.  But I have only gone up a few times in the last two years.  They have a free tt up it in August, and this year's was held last Sat.  I was the first to sign up months ago and was set to be the 4th starter.  I had qualms since I knew I was not ready to race it.    The weather had recently turned cloudy and cooler and I new conditions would be ripe for fast times.  I awoke Sat morning with trepidation and wimped out, opting to linger in bed and snuggle.  Our one year old cat had had stomach and vomit issues for the last week that escalated Friday night.  We eneded up taking her to a local vet for emergency surgery to have hair ties removed from her stomach and intestines.&lt;br /&gt;My gf awoke at 4:30 and surfed the internet for a vet.  She picked a local one very close to Cougar Mountain as he is a cyclist.  He seems like a really good doctor.  The surgery went well and the cat went home with the doc for recovery.  The cat's name is Ridley, named after the bike, and the vet has a Ridley cross bike.  Good karma I think.&lt;br /&gt;The surgery cost over $2000.   I would gladly sell all if needed, but not at that this time, though it is time to unload a few items.  Anyone interested in a 1972 Condor frame (Reynolds 531), 57 cm c-c top tube and 56 c-c seat tube?  I am the second owner and bought it in 1982.  It has not been ridden in years.  Comes with a campy headset and bottom braket.  beautiful chartreuse green with red highlights on the lugs, red bands for the decals on the seat and down tubes and a gorgeous head badge.  It was restored in 1985 by Cyclart in San Diego.  Or I have a titanium road bike (55 cm-c-c top and seat tubes, standard geometry) with Campy Record and Chorus 10 speed.  It has little miles, never ridden hard or wet or crashed.  It has no decals or markings so I don't know the manufacturer.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at least the tt was free so I don't feel so bad wimping out.  Plus, after dropping the cat off I met a cyclist who had raced.  He said the record was smashed.  Maybe next year........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-2967805178002932150?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2967805178002932150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=2967805178002932150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2967805178002932150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2967805178002932150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/08/at-least-it-was-free.html' title='AT LEAST IT WAS FREE'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4341926082337337304</id><published>2010-08-06T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T14:33:42.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R Squared</title><content type='html'>As in road rider, road rules, road rights, and road rage.&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I was talking with a friend's father who was visiting from Austrailia.  He mentioned that the cycling community is growing on that continent, and riders are being given greater rights on the road.  Rights that we riders in the U.S. have had for years.  But rights do not equate to protection. Ignorance, stubborness and downright animosity still make riding a risky business.&lt;br /&gt;Mercer Island, a community not far from my home, recently entertained an "anti-peloton" ordinance.  It addressed large groups of riders that ride more than 2 abreast.   Mercer Island is a mecca for local cyclists, both racers and the weekend riders, as it offers wonderful views, a smooth road with lots of nice turns and rollers.  It is a two lane road and has a great deal of vehicular traffic, most of which are friendly and considerate towards riders.  I have ridden the island for the last 7 years, and have only encountered two bad drivers.  One was on a nice Sunday morning as I road with a buddy.  A car approached from behind and began honking about  1 /4 mile back.  We went single file and the car continued to honk as it passed.  It was a convertible Mercedes with its top down, occupied by an overweight older man smoking a cigar.  I was upset and my friend even more so.  It was his first ride after breaking a collar bone.  Our beautiful mellow ride was interrupted by this person.  We both exchanged "fingers" with the man as he passed.  The man continued to honk and flick us off as he blew up the road.  We saw him turn off and my friend was livid, all for following him to his home and "having a few words."  I realized that it was not worth it and told my friend so, that we could not let this episode ruin our wonderful day.  Drivers like that have existed as long as cars have existed, and they will always exist.    The ordinance did not pass but is still under consideration.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was riding to the market after commuting home from work.  I was on an easy 3 mile ride to and from the market, but was in a lot of traffic with little shoulder.  I was going the speed of traffic and was as far over to the right as was safe as per the city code (which treats bicycles as vehicles and subject to all road rules).  However, a man was behind me who honked and gave me no room.  We exchanged verbal abuses and gestures, and I experienced perverse pleasure and satisfaction in chasing him down at two lights.  I even slapped his car as he drove away from the second light.  Even though I had the same right to the road as him, his ignorance and our volatile responses created a tense experience for both.  A 19 pound bike plus 155 pound rider are no match for a thousand plus pound metal vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;I have ridden for just over 30.5 years and have never been really struck by a car, though I have had numerous close calls and one or two brushes.  I have had a few incidents of severe road rage, both solo and as part of a small group.  I am a "live and let live" sort of person, but when it comes to my rights as a cyclist I will not back down.  But I also will do my best to portray cyclists in a positive light.  This is not what I did last night.&lt;br /&gt;Be safe out there.  And ride responsibly.&lt;br /&gt;Ty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4341926082337337304?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4341926082337337304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4341926082337337304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4341926082337337304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4341926082337337304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/08/r-squared.html' title='R Squared'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-3277184829664126565</id><published>2010-08-04T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T09:11:50.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#10</title><content type='html'>I finally got my tenth Pacific Raceways race in last night and am now qualified for the swag giveaway on the last night this month.  I really had doubts I would get the 10 in but had a nice run in June and July.  I have made half the races out there this year and just want something free for my efforts:)&lt;br /&gt;Last night was very warm and sunny and we raced the "Down Escape Ramp" course for 57 mins.  The ramp is quite long and steep, and the bottom have has a lot of choppy road surface and filled potholes.  I am amazed the owners don't pave the worst part of the course.  I always hang off the back down it to pick my own line.  I had no trouble getting back to the front of the group on the following rolling climb.  I did make one half hearted attack on the 3rd lap but never got too far off the front.  I have been commuting a lot on my single speed and I am so strong.&lt;br /&gt;We did have one crash with 2.5 laps to go.  The guy was behind me and was the last in the group.  He was on the far inside of the escape route and went down hard at the bottom.  I heard a horrendous noise and knew what had happened.  I glanced back and saw a large dust cloud but was already back on the climb, so told the organizers at the start/finish.  We saw him riding as we came thru on the next lap.  Shredded shorts but his bike and body seemed intact.  Good news.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I may get 2 more Pacifics in.  Come on swag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-3277184829664126565?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3277184829664126565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=3277184829664126565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3277184829664126565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3277184829664126565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/08/10.html' title='#10'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-5355283140020036329</id><published>2010-08-02T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T11:29:28.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INNER AERO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TFcOLjPuNWI/AAAAAAAAACA/vNeIqK1r1fw/s1600/2010+WA+TT+Champs+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500881061458883938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TFcOLjPuNWI/AAAAAAAAACA/vNeIqK1r1fw/s400/2010+WA+TT+Champs+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TFcN-bSDrfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wuJC0cRtURw/s1600/2010+WA+TT+Champs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500880835982896626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TFcN-bSDrfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wuJC0cRtURw/s400/2010+WA+TT+Champs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have a timetrial bike. I don't own an aero helmet or clip on bars. I don't own aero shoe covers. I own nothing aero. So what was I doing at the Washington State Timetrial Champs yesterday in Tenino? I was having a ball. I decided to ride the 40k course on my single speed cross. The only aero equipment I had was my mind. "Feel fast to be fast."&lt;br /&gt;The course was well paved, generally flat with some rollers. Most of the road was so smooth thanks to recent paving. Not many riders competed and only 18 in the Masters C. I clocked a 1:06:46 and took last place in my division, but did beat 6 overall. The weather was very mild and a tad windy but overall very nice.&lt;br /&gt;I felt very strong and smooth and the bike got lots of comments.&lt;br /&gt;I know I will do it again. Yes on my single speed with my aero mind.&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/463229402171531225-5355283140020036329?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5355283140020036329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=5355283140020036329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5355283140020036329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5355283140020036329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/08/inner-aero.html' title='INNER AERO'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/TFcOLjPuNWI/AAAAAAAAACA/vNeIqK1r1fw/s72-c/2010+WA+TT+Champs+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-6796885754452986303</id><published>2010-07-28T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T10:40:29.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 B's</title><content type='html'>My dream is to open a lil place called Bikes, Books and Buns. A breakfast/lunch/bike shop/book store. But last night I settled for Bikes, BBQ annd Beer. It was BBQ night at Pacific Raceways so we only raced the flats (points per lap) for 35 mins. Just before the start a rider near me slipped his chain and someone yelled "he did a Schleck!."  Unlike a certain rider we all waited for him. It was a very large field and conditions were great-clear and very warm with little wind. I pretty much hung near the back chatting with some friends. I did want to attack and tried a couple of times from the rear, but the speed was constantly high and the field strung out so I decided to save myself:) The hot dog and cupcake were tasty, the company fun, and the free Aloha beer I got later very very refreshing. I love hawaiian Shirt nights at the local brewery.&lt;br /&gt;My gf and I attended the FSA Grand Prix on Sat night at the Marymoor Velodrome, and it was incredible. Clear skies, a gorgeouse view of the top of Mt Rainier that changed colors as the sun set, and a full moon. Oh yeah, the racing was incredible too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-6796885754452986303?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6796885754452986303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=6796885754452986303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6796885754452986303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6796885754452986303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-bs.html' title='3 B&apos;s'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4810978040522038855</id><published>2010-07-21T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T09:44:41.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much Kit</title><content type='html'>I have a great garage.  It has room for 2 cars side by side, a large storage area in front of my gf's space, lots of room in front of my space for two trainers, a t.v., fan, free weights, radio/cd/tape player and 2 bike stands.  There is also an adjoining storage room where I have lots of boxes and bike parts.  And one box full of cycling shoes and several dressers full of cycling gear.  One drawer is even fully devoted to 53x11 gear.  I have several sets of alter ego kits and one red kit.  Throw in 2 sleeveless jerseys, a jacket, l/s jersey, wind vest and that makes a stuffed drawer.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes with so much to chose from I make mistakes, like taking different shoes (all Sidis so they look alike at first glance) and wrong clothing.  Last night in my haste to get to the Pacific Raceways for the weekly series I grabbed my sleeveless alter ego jersey by mistake.  I did not realize my error til I was getting ready at the track.  Fortunately it was a warm night and I was quite comfy.&lt;br /&gt;The course was the clockwise loop that started on the flat and then went down a nice rolling descent with some fuy turns before hitting the steepescape route (one fun climb).  There were around 30 of us in the 4/5s and we raced for 1 hour.  I was riding my old steel bike from Holland as my other bikes were in the shop.  I had no trouble sticking with the pack and even chased down two attacks.  &lt;br /&gt;Overall a quite pleasurable night of racing, even in the wrong jersey:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4810978040522038855?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4810978040522038855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4810978040522038855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4810978040522038855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4810978040522038855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/07/too-much-kit.html' title='Too Much Kit'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-2269929659086155446</id><published>2010-07-14T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T09:34:59.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes It's Okay to Hang Up the Helmet</title><content type='html'>I love live music almost as much as bike riding.  Last night I willingly gave up racing at Pacific Raceways to enjoy a free outdoor concert at our town's community center with my gf.  The band was Knutt Bell and the Blue Collars, one of my favorite local honky tonk/rockabilly bands.  It was gorgeous weather, good food (KFC) and 90 mins of rockin music.  I did have some sympathy pains though and periodically looked at my watch, thinking what the pack would be doing and visualizing the race.    After the concert we went to the local brewery for a free "aloha" beer (wear a Hawaiian shirt on Tuesday nights to get one free beer). &lt;br /&gt;I had commuted home from work before the concert on my single speed, and except for one bad driver I had an incredible ride.  I guess that helped ease the pain of not raing some.&lt;br /&gt;However, next Tuesday will find me back at Pacific mixing it up with the 4/5s.  After all, I love racing more than live music:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-2269929659086155446?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2269929659086155446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=2269929659086155446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2269929659086155446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2269929659086155446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/07/sometimes-its-okay-to-hang-up-helmet.html' title='Sometimes It&apos;s Okay to Hang Up the Helmet'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-6262998371381856573</id><published>2010-07-12T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T10:36:35.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Hour Record Falls</title><content type='html'>Stewart Bowmer, a local Masters rider attempted to break the hour record for the Marymoor Velodrome in Redmond yesterday morning. He also was shooting for the national 40-44 record. I decided to show support and rode out on my single speed. I had to stop briefly for 2 deer crossing the road. I did not mind in the least. There were about 8 spectators and almost as many officials at the start of his ride. There were also two osprey nesting on the north end of the track. They did not seem too interested. As the minutes passed a few more riders/supporters showed up, including one man wearing a 53x11 cap. I had a nice chat with the man and his wife, both big supporters of 53x11 coffee. They had gone to Maui earlier this year and had a nice encounter with Evan.&lt;br /&gt;The last 10 minutes of the hour flew by as we all cheered Stewart on. He did break the track record (unofficially 43.490 kms)  but not the national record. It was a bit of a windy day and the track is outside so he had a handicap. It was very impressive regardless as he rode steady and strong the entire hour. It was also nice catching up with some riders I had not seen in a while and mneeting fans of the team/coffee.&lt;br /&gt;I had a pleasant ride home and saw a bald eagle. All in all not a bad way to spend a Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;Ty (aka saddledancer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-6262998371381856573?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6262998371381856573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=6262998371381856573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6262998371381856573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6262998371381856573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/07/local-hour-record-falls.html' title='Local Hour Record Falls'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-6557305561030715306</id><published>2010-07-07T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T14:11:43.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Bike Saddle to Bar Stool</title><content type='html'>So yesterday pretty much marked the beginning of our summer-major jump in temps (80's/90's) and clear skies with BRIGHT SUN.  7 pm rolled around, which should have seen me in the saddle of my trusty steel steed (Gazelle frame with Campy 9 speed), attacking the flat course at Pacific Raceways.  I like to ride that heavy old school bike now and then to remind me of my roots.  Plus it has a rider's name (Tiny De Vaan) on the top tube as it was built for an amateur Danish squad years ago.  Instead my rear was settled in at the local brewery having a beer with my gf.  It turns out that the NHRAs are this weekend so Pacific was closed.  We were told it would be next week but the organizers were wrong.  I was so hyped to race in the warm weather and wanted to asttack attack attack!  They did send an email out but as I was on vacation I was watching the TDF rather than checking messages.  We drove all the way down just to be turned away:(&lt;br /&gt;I did end up watching the 2008 Giro and riding hard on my trainer later last night.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to ride both ways to work today (40 miles total) on my single speed, and the inbound leg was eventful.  Lots of road work I was unaware of that led to a front flat 1/2way to work.  No biggie until I discovered all my "new" spare tubes were defective.  As no riders stopped for me I ended up calling my gf on her vacation at 7:15 am.  She drove out with a spare tool kit full of tubes.  I was able to repair the tire and get to work 2 hrs late.  I love you M!!!&lt;br /&gt;I do look forward to the ride home tonight and a cold shower and colder beer upon arrival.  Just no flats!&lt;br /&gt;All the best to my teammates.&lt;br /&gt;Ty (aka saddledancer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-6557305561030715306?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6557305561030715306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=6557305561030715306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6557305561030715306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6557305561030715306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/07/from-bike-saddle-to-bar-stool.html' title='From Bike Saddle to Bar Stool'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-3839398853970391259</id><published>2010-06-30T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T14:59:39.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARMWARMERS IN JUNE?</title><content type='html'>I read my teammates posts, describing the heat and humidity, and wonder when do I get my chance? It is almost July, summer began a week ago, and yet it is like fall here in the Northwest. I do overheat in warm weather and should feel fortunate with the cooler temps, but I wanna sweat a little....&lt;br /&gt;Last night was my 7th Pacific Raceways of the year. It was another cloudy, blustery and cool evening, causing me to wear an undershirt and armwarmers. We went down the S turn, my least favorite course, but one I need practice on so I raced. It is the opposite of my favorite course. It is a counterclockwise loop that started on the flat, then swung around and down a steep ramp before entering a steep s shaped section with two good turns. It requires technical skill. Once out of the S turn you start a long rolling climb back to the flat. I always hang off the back on the descent. The race started rather slow which was nice but soon picked up.&lt;br /&gt;I hung on for 1/2 the race, then got dropped on the descent. So many riders got dropped from all 3 races, riders were all over the course. I felt happy that I finished as many opted to ride the shorter escape route rather than the S turn, but I did the whole course for the whole hour.&lt;br /&gt;A crash did occur early in the S turn in the Masters race when something happened ahead of us in their break away (3 riders).  We did not see it happened but came upon it while flying thru the S.  Never good to see but I think the riders were okay.  Cars race down it too and the road had extreme tire wear from where they braked.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just 3 more needed to qualify for swag!&lt;br /&gt;Come on warm weather!&lt;br /&gt;Happy early 4th to all.&lt;br /&gt;Ty 9aka Saddledancer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-3839398853970391259?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3839398853970391259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=3839398853970391259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3839398853970391259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3839398853970391259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/06/armwarmers-in-june.html' title='ARMWARMERS IN JUNE?'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4977612382261301608</id><published>2010-06-28T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T11:23:58.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Race and a Tow</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the Boston Harbor roadrace in Olympia.  I raced the Masters C event in the afternoon, which allowed me to flake in the morning.  I almost did not go but my girlfriend helped persuade me as it was a nice day.  Only 35 or so riders rode the 30 mile rolling course.  I liked the small field as the road was very narrow.  We rode 5 loops of a 6 mile course that had 2 good short descents and then lots of rollers, with one short climb (but long enough to hurt at effort) just before the finish.  I rode at the back as usual and felt stronger each lap til the start of the 4th, when I was almost dropped on the climb.  I did get back right before the start/finish and felt fine for the last 2 laps, even moving up and back at will.  The finish was fast as we all flew up the hill.  By the top, and with 1k to go we had split into several groups.  There was a lead group of 7 or so then a few more than me and a couple of others.  I joined the 2nd group and was able to sprint strong, finishing around 20th I think.&lt;br /&gt;It was a great race and my girlfriend attended and videotaped the finish.&lt;br /&gt;The drive home was actually in a tow truck as my truck died in the parking lot:(  All things considered it was a very nice ride home.  The beer and burger sure were tasty:)&lt;br /&gt;I have done 4 sanctioned road races this year, 3 timetrials, and 6 Pacific Raceways series, the most ever for any one year.  I have not had any mechanicals or crashes and have finished every race.  I am so grateful.&lt;br /&gt;I will be out of town in August so will miss the Crystal Mountain Hillclimb, a first since 2005.  Oh well, girlfriends come first, especially one as supportive as M.&lt;br /&gt;All the best to my teammates.&lt;br /&gt;Ty (aka saddledancer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4977612382261301608?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4977612382261301608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4977612382261301608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4977612382261301608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4977612382261301608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/06/race-and-tow.html' title='A Race and a Tow'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4498388586583680488</id><published>2010-06-23T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T16:20:34.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Once This Year</title><content type='html'>One of the routes on the Tuesday night series at Pacific Raceways in Kent is "Up the S," a nice 2.5 mile or so loop with a good flat section, a gorgeous downhill section followed with a short and oh so sweet climb. The climb makes it the least popular route (but my favorite), and due to its unpopularity is only raced once a season.&lt;br /&gt;The weather finally cooperated last night-partly cloudy with mild/slightly muggy conditions. I was so excited to race the route and couldn't wait to get out there. Due to a woman's race I could only pre-ride the course once and realized I really wasn't ready for the climb.&lt;br /&gt;Only about 30 riders raced the 4/5s . We were to race for about an hour, or 12 laps or so. We stayed together for the first 5 laps and then things began to break apart. My legs felt okay on the climb and I had no problems on the flats and descent, but I started having some sort of throat issue on the 5th lap, couldn't swallow and felt like something was caught. By the time I got that resolved I was off the back on the descent leading to the climb. I never got back and ended up struggling with another rider for most of the remainder. I did get to ride a lap with the 1/2/3s and then a few laps later with the Masters. I glot blown away on the climb by the 1/2/3s but easily hung with the Masters so my legs were okay.&lt;br /&gt;Overall I was a bit disappointed in my performance but was quite happy to finish. The three races were all blown apart some with riders scattered all over the course so I was not alone. Plus I have done six of the required 10 so I am getting there...&lt;br /&gt;I get to ride my single speed cross home from work today (about 20 miles) so can't wait for 4:30 (10 more mins)!&lt;br /&gt;All the best to my teammates&lt;br /&gt;Ty 9aka Saddledancer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4498388586583680488?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4498388586583680488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4498388586583680488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4498388586583680488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4498388586583680488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-once-this-year.html' title='Just Once This Year'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-7718956783165395081</id><published>2010-06-22T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T07:55:50.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TriItNow Father's Day mini-Tri</title><content type='html'>I competed in my first triathlon in over twenty years this past Sunday, albeit a mini-tri.  It was a 175 yd swim in a pool time (trial-like start with swimmers going every five seconds), followed by a four mile bike and a 1.4 mile run.  The swim is always my weakest event and this was no exception.  I finished fine for me but am sure I lost quite a bit of time to the good swimmers.  But what I lost in the swim I made up on the bike and the run.  I entered the water 30th out of 60 competitors and ended up being the fifth racer to cross the finish line.  My time was good for fourth overall.  If I ever get to the point where I could become a stronger swimmer I just might become dangerous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-7718956783165395081?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7718956783165395081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=7718956783165395081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7718956783165395081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7718956783165395081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/06/triitnow-fathers-day-mini-tri.html' title='TriItNow Father&apos;s Day mini-Tri'/><author><name>Mike Homick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12019156171173882655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXvg5969asQ/SQcF_cfkDrI/AAAAAAAAACk/L5WxWOkrMZg/S220/GreenbrierUCIrace+177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-7977483468767065506</id><published>2010-06-21T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:13:42.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPt9raGWxrg/TB_HdmiQmPI/AAAAAAAAACI/7zNRZSj6XLQ/s1600/Aero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485322182534928626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPt9raGWxrg/TB_HdmiQmPI/AAAAAAAAACI/7zNRZSj6XLQ/s320/Aero.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPt9raGWxrg/TB_HdQupPzI/AAAAAAAAACA/HTkNHvo5deo/s1600/StartLine3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485322176681295666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPt9raGWxrg/TB_HdQupPzI/AAAAAAAAACA/HTkNHvo5deo/s320/StartLine3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the dark side. I have always enjoyed time trial races, but avoided the temptation to bite the bullet and buy one of those crazy looking, fragile looking TT bikes. Well, that ended when I just thought a road bike was too much of a disadvantage. But there's no way I'd buy one of those teardrop helmets. No way. Well, that ended too. In for a dime, in for a dollar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did the second in the Bong Rec. State Park series up in Wisconsin, the "Bong &amp;amp; A Half" 30k time trials. My goal was 23 mph average, and did 23.9 mph on this pretty flat course. Some small rolling hills, but nothing to complain about. I'm really getting comfortable with this position, and can't wait for my next short but violent effort.&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/463229402171531225-7977483468767065506?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7977483468767065506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=7977483468767065506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7977483468767065506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7977483468767065506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-went-to-dark-side.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark Linton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04903050608044323274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPt9raGWxrg/TBbmtziV8PI/AAAAAAAAABg/rhbTboIl3BY/S220/Aero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPt9raGWxrg/TB_HdmiQmPI/AAAAAAAAACI/7zNRZSj6XLQ/s72-c/Aero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4505964993689784753</id><published>2010-06-16T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T05:32:46.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Creek TT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXvg5969asQ/TBjEDz2r1RI/AAAAAAAAAPg/y6QG-GaZcoY/s1600/IMG_1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483348116061803794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXvg5969asQ/TBjEDz2r1RI/AAAAAAAAAPg/y6QG-GaZcoY/s400/IMG_1093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I raced in the Spring Church Creek TT in Cambridge, MD on June 5, 2010. I was hoping to set a new PR for the 40K course. Cambridge is on the MD's eastern shore, bay side and extremely flat. The major challenge on the route is the wind. This year offered the additional challenge of heat and humidity. This was my third attempt at this TT. I rode a 1:07:23 in 2007 and 1:08:34 last year but alas, a PR was not in the cards this year. I ended up with a 1:08:01 by the official clock but the 1:07:59 on my iBike looks much faster! Maybe next time for the PR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the pic is at the start of the TT because my tongue would have been much farther out of my mouth at the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4505964993689784753?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4505964993689784753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4505964993689784753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4505964993689784753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4505964993689784753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/06/church-creek-tt.html' title='Church Creek TT'/><author><name>Mike Homick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12019156171173882655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXvg5969asQ/SQcF_cfkDrI/AAAAAAAAACk/L5WxWOkrMZg/S220/GreenbrierUCIrace+177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXvg5969asQ/TBjEDz2r1RI/AAAAAAAAAPg/y6QG-GaZcoY/s72-c/IMG_1093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-5178041103080912045</id><published>2010-06-15T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T23:08:05.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>I recently was watching a DVD of the 2008 Giro de Italia when I heard Phil Liggett say “Because anybody that goes away on a motor track like this is either an idiot, or really believes he can win.”  He was commenting on an early stage that finished on an auto track, one a bit like the Pacific Raceways course I ride most every Tuesday night from March through August as part of the Budu Racing series.  And to paraphrase Joe Parkin, "if you attack when planned you have attacked too late."&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was my 5th Pacific Raceways of 2010 and the 13th of the series for 2010.  The course was the flats again, but with points per lap starting with the 2nd lap.  This meant a fast race.  The weather was iffy, and it poured en route to the race.  The course itself was dry but big dark clouds were approaching as we started our 55 minute race.  Drops fell for the first 2 laps and then the rain held off for the remainder of the race, though the clouds looked very threatenimg.  It poured on the drive home so we hit a perfect window for a change.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my intent was to stay at the back as I am not a crit racer and use the flats course as a workout.  3 other teams (Starbucks, Old Town Cycle and Cycle U) were well represented, and I thought they would control the race.  I had thought of attacking at some point (as I always do on the flats), but wanted to wait until the last third of the race.  Before I knew it, I was moving up throught the right side of the field with about 20 mins to go at the start/finish line when I found myself attacking and moving away.  My legs had just gone without any thought.  I eventually looked back and saw one rider from Old Town Cycle trying to bridge.  I had a good gap and decided to ease up to let him join me.  We worked together for a few minutes but I did not have the legs to stay away and I could see the field coming back.  I let my partner go away and tried to hold the pack off.  But to no avail.  They caught me then soon caught him.  It took everything I had to catch the back of the train as it went by but I held on for a few more laps.  I finished near the back but again was quite happy with my efforts.  I think I did both Liggett and Parkin well.&lt;br /&gt;Ty (aka Saddledancer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-5178041103080912045?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5178041103080912045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=5178041103080912045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5178041103080912045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5178041103080912045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/06/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-7287337153373076480</id><published>2010-06-15T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:01:13.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is No Education Like Adversity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/TBghfPUMGmI/AAAAAAAAACU/qoJWH-PO-u0/s1600/100613_Sunburst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483169366894451298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/TBghfPUMGmI/AAAAAAAAACU/qoJWH-PO-u0/s320/100613_Sunburst.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st race of the 2010 season (&lt;a href="http://www.wors.org/"&gt;WORS #4 Sunburst Showdown&lt;/a&gt;) for me due to knee issues from July, 2009 and my only expectation going into the race was to finish and remain in the Comp Cat 2 category, which I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly did not expect for it to be such a struggle to cross the finish line.  A leadout crash, a 2nd lap broken middle chainring, and a 3rd lap broken chain had me wondering if I was going to be able to finish. I did, although easily finished with my worst result ever. Special thanks to my family and friends to cheer me on as I 'brute forced' and survived this race. Next up &lt;a href="http://www.wemseries.com/"&gt;WEMS #3&lt;/a&gt;: 12 Hours of John Muir and a 3 hour solo race for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt great to race again and despite the adversity, I still had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Riesberg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-7287337153373076480?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7287337153373076480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=7287337153373076480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7287337153373076480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7287337153373076480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/06/there-is-no-education-like-adversity.html' title='There is No Education Like Adversity'/><author><name>NoChain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15110930598940835903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/SSOgnDKEptI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6nAfaTrrnCg/S220/072708+Alterra+Start2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/TBghfPUMGmI/AAAAAAAAACU/qoJWH-PO-u0/s72-c/100613_Sunburst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-7557469991356336791</id><published>2010-06-13T15:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T09:16:09.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Single</title><content type='html'>Today was the inaugural 9.5 Mercer Island TT, actually part of the Washington State Senior Games. The race was open to riders over 40, and due to issues with the island's council the entrants were limited to 80. Fortunately I entered a few months back so had a spot. There were 10 riders in the Men's 45-49 category, and I was the 4th to go in that cat. We started at 1 minute intervals on a good downhill. The course then climbed briefly, then rolled and was generally downhill until a good short climb. The course then serpentined for a cpl of miles before the finish. I had ridden the course 3 times on my single speed and once (yesterday) on a geared bike. The route circled the west, south and east ends of the island on a very smooth and fun road. A mecca for local cyclists. I knew the course well and wanted to race the single speed. So I did.&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful day. The weather had been quite wet and cool for May and the start of June, but turned better on Friday afternoon. Yesterday was just gorgeous. Today was not as nice but was very good for the race, at least for me-mostly clear, light wind, and 60 degree temps.&lt;br /&gt;I started strong and rode strong the whole way, seeing very little vehicular traffic. The police were very kind and polite and I waived to, and thanked all the ones I saw directing traffic.&lt;br /&gt;My minute guy never caught me and I never saw another racer. The finish was a bit anti-climactic as I got caught behind 2 cars having to slow due to a weekend rider. I was not able to sprint or finish strong and had to settle for coasting the last 100 meters or so.&lt;br /&gt;In any event I clocked 26:21 for 9.5 miles on an undulating course on my single speed.  I took 8th out of 12 for the Mens 45-49.  I believe I was the only single speed. I am quite happy and satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;All the best to my teammates and Evan.&lt;br /&gt;Keep the rubber side down,&lt;br /&gt;Ty (aka saddledancer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-7557469991356336791?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7557469991356336791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=7557469991356336791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7557469991356336791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7557469991356336791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-single.html' title='Still Single'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-1831575984958338953</id><published>2010-06-09T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:07:11.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>40%</title><content type='html'>I have to have ridden 10 Tuesday night races in the Pacific Raceways series, held from the end of March through August, to qualify for the swag giveaway on the final night.  That is my real goal this year.  Not to win, place or be a real factor.  Just to do the 10 so I can get a free pair of socks, or fenders, or jersey-just something!&lt;br /&gt;Washington has had a very wet year so far-approximately 62 days of measureable moisture.  Although I train in the rain and snow, I do not race in the wet.  I am not a pro, am not paid to race, do not have a lot of confidence in my abilities in wet, slick, racing conditions, and just don't want to race in the wet.  But last night I did.&lt;br /&gt;I had only done 3 of the first 10 Pacific Raceways series, all because of the weather.  I knew I had to start showing up to get my 10.  Yesterday started very nice, and my hopes were high.  We were to race the flats.  By the time I showed up an hour early, the clouds were back in earnest.  The prediction was for a lot of rain around 10pm, but this storm arrived early.  I started in the 4/5s, and we were to race the flats for about an hour.  The first 30 mins were dry, but I could smell the rain coming.  I did move to the front on 2 of the first 4 laps, not attacking, but bringing an attack back on the 4th lap, staying in 3rd position for most of the lap pulling the pack along.  Soon after the rain drops began.  They told us at the start that the course would change to "down the escape route" if it started raining, as the flats became very slick and dangerous (the drag strip we raced on became an ice rink in the rain).  With 3 laps to go, at around 40 mins of racing we were directed down the escape route.  I stayed well off the back down the ramp, but easily worked my way to the top 1/2 on the rollers that followed.  I was very happy to finish as it began to pour with 2 to go.  Now I have down 4 of the 10, so I am at 40%.  I am relatively confident I can get 6 more in as there are 11 races left.  It can't rain every Tuesday night, can it?&lt;br /&gt;The team was well represented as coffee was given away as primes for all 3 races.  Thank you Evan!  There is also team stuff to give away as swag at the end of the series.  BUDU Racing, the organization that puts on the series, was quite thankful for the goodies.  So was I.&lt;br /&gt;I have a tt on Mercer Island on Sunday as part of the Senior Games and am riding my single speed.  Speaking of singles, a guy raced one last night in our group and did quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note-any suggestions on how to lessen/dampen the vibrations in my Sibex titanium cross forks?  I just put them on a new Lynsky/Scattante ti cross frame and they vibrate horribly on steep descents.  Someone suggested dampeners.  Any thoughts/suggestions would be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and keep the rubber side down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ty (Saddledancer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-1831575984958338953?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1831575984958338953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=1831575984958338953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1831575984958338953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1831575984958338953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/06/40.html' title='40%'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-718496399672764216</id><published>2010-05-31T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T15:36:04.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whole Natural Foods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Besides exercise,  the other important aspect in obtaining optimal health is nutrition.  This is what we eat. It is important to eat whole natural food, the food  our bodies were meant to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food we eat today is essentially dead. It is void of the nutrients  that are needed to sustain life. Our food has changed a great deal since  the introduction of farming and grains some 10,000 years ago. However,  there have been no major changes in our DNA in more than that time. This  means that our bodies have not yet adapted to eat this kind of diet.  There are basically eight changes to our diet that detrimentally affect  our health: (Colgan, Nutrition For Champions, 2007)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Introduction  of cereal grains and processed carbohydrates;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Introduction of animal husbandry;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Introduction of refined sugar;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Introduction of salt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Introduction of processed vegetable oils;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;loss of fiber;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;loss of micronutrients;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Increased Acidity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early 20th century studies by Price and Pottinger has shown that the  hunter gatherer diet to be the most beneficial in maintaining life and  health. (Schmid, 1997) The food we eat needs to be whole and natural as  nature intended it. We should avoid foods that come in packages. Instead  we should make our own foods using natural organic and macrobiotic  ingredients. These are grown locally when the season allows, and are  free of pesticides, hormones, antibiotics, and other unnatural food  additives. It makes no sense to buy organic apples in the USA that were  grown in New Zealand. These may be free of pesticides, but nearly all  the nutritional value has been lost during the time of cold storage  required to ship it, and they were most likely picked to soon to achieve  the maximum nutritional value. When possible eat food directly from the  source.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Colgan, D. M. (2007).  Nutrition For Champions. Vancouver BC: Science Books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schmid, R. N. (1997). Traditional Foods Are Your Best Medicine.  Rochester: Healing Arts Press.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-718496399672764216?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/718496399672764216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=718496399672764216' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/718496399672764216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/718496399672764216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/05/whole-natural-foods.html' title='Whole Natural Foods'/><author><name>Wayne Pedranti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00596076855936177541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AV44q6i_D-U/Sq289HhImCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GH8mGmqSRPE/S220/wr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-5841589019044921873</id><published>2010-05-27T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:53:14.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 early season summary</title><content type='html'>I haven’t been blogging much lately.  I’ve been too busy training and racing but I thought I would share what’s happened thus far this season.&lt;br /&gt;            My first race of the year was the Adventures For the Cure Sugar Hill Cross Country MTB race in Elkridge, MD.  It was held on March 20 and billed as a pre-series race for the Mid-Atlantic Super Series.  So I treated it as such.  Just rode it a race pace but didn’t care where I finished, just looking for signs of what kind of shape I was in.   I ended up having a great race (no crashes, no injuries and had fun).  Things were looking good. &lt;br /&gt;            My second race was the Tour of Walkerville, in Walkerville, MD a 50 mile road race on April 10.  Things were going great on the first lap until I made a mistake that caused me to crash.  I actually was anticipating and acceleration and was sitting in the middle of the pack.  My anticipation caused me to get out of the saddle and start to accelerate as we hit a minor rise.  Unfortunately, as I jumped, the folks in front of me hit the brakes and as I started flying into the middle of the bunch I bailed towards the edge of the road.  When my front wheel hit the grass I endo’d and brought a couple of guys with me.  I had some minor damage to my bike and got dropped from the bunch because of the wreck.  Because I was dropped I got pulled after two laps. &lt;br /&gt;            My next event was the Ride to End Hunger in Calvert County on April 24.  I did the Metric Century and skirted rain showers for the whole 3+ hours but made it back dry.  It was a fun event!&lt;br /&gt;            I raced again on May 1, in the Michael P. Murad road race in Poolesville, MD.  This race did not go well for me.  I got dropped within four minutes of the start and spent the rest of the first lap solo.  I caught a rider on the second lap and rode with him for most of the second and third laps and we were pulled on the third lap.&lt;br /&gt;            The fifth a last race so far was the Urban Assault MTB race in downtown Richmond, VA on May 15.  I’ve done this race three years in a row and always had a good race.  Well, the race was going well for me until about two thirds through when I crashed in a rocky area.  My front wheel kind of got wedged into a crevice as I rode through and since I had been gripping the bars hard preparing to lift the front wheel I sort of pivoted over the bars and was looking down as I started over the top.  It seemed like I hovered there for a second and thought to myself that it would not be good if I landed on my bike.  So I semi-vaulted myself forward, twisted and ended up landing on my right side ahead of the bike.  I popped back to my feet and went to grab the bike when I realized my left wrist was really hurting.  Not wanting to fall/crash again and hurt myself further I pretty much dismounted and carried the bike over the rest of the obstacles on the course so I got passed by a lot of folks that last part of the race.  I looked at my time and compared it to last year’s race and I was eleven minutes faster this year.  So I think my fitness is getting there, I just need to find a way to stay upright. &lt;br /&gt;            I still have a lot of races on my schedule for this year.  My next race will be the Church Creek TT in Church Creek, MD, a 40K flat TT on June 5.  I’m hoping for a PR in this race.  BTW, my left wrist was just bruised and feels much better now.  Good luck and good riding to all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-5841589019044921873?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5841589019044921873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=5841589019044921873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5841589019044921873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5841589019044921873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/05/2010-early-season-summary.html' title='2010 early season summary'/><author><name>Mike Homick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12019156171173882655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXvg5969asQ/SQcF_cfkDrI/AAAAAAAAACk/L5WxWOkrMZg/S220/GreenbrierUCIrace+177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-7460602166355218641</id><published>2010-05-26T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:21:48.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You Don't Know What You've Got Till It's Gone"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Before yesterday, it had been over 2 months since I have ridden my bike in earnest. Winter training was going well until about late March, when my knee issue from 2009 flared back up again. The knee pain had been previously diagnosed as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tendonitis&lt;/span&gt; and after 3 doctors, 2 Physical Therapists, 2 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MRIs&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xrays&lt;/span&gt;, ultrasounds, and host of other supplements, braces, and bike fit changes, I believe it may be identified and, at least for the time being, behind me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Lynch from the West Bend Clinic, was able to identify an issue with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;plica&lt;/span&gt; tissue behind the quad tendon, which was inflamed, and to make a long story short - causing the pain, which was thought to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tendonitis&lt;/span&gt;.  I am so thankful for her expertise and assistance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To fill my time for the last 2 months, I took up running and not just running, but barefoot running via the &lt;a href="http://vibramofficial.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vibram&lt;/span&gt; Five Fingers &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KSOs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. This has been a great experience, which came to be after reading the book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Born-Run-Christopher-McDougall/dp/0739383728"&gt;"Born to Run" by Christopher &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McDougal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. This was an interesting process and has allowed me to expand my bucket list to include a Boston Qualifying barefoot marathon at some point before I am unable, and kept me in moderate shape. The barefoot &lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475687779724868834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/S_2NBjNyvOI/AAAAAAAAACM/c03WD9v5MeY/s200/052310_Thorn.jpg" /&gt;running, especially trail running, was great until I encountered one of the major benefits of shoes: protection. The picture included was a thorn, which impaled my foot, behind the big toe last week. This was a minor hurdle and has not changed my belief in barefoot running. Running, in general, certainly forces you to maintain Anaerobic Threshold for long periods of time and, to this day, I am still convinced running helps biking fitness significantly more than biking helps running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All that being said, Doctor's orders yesterday were to ride hard! The idea being to test the latest treatment, in an attempt to prove/disprove the latest diagnosis........ All indications are good at this point and for those of you that obsess over things like I do will appreciate the significant weight that seems to be lifter off my shoulders and the amount of freedom I know feel again. It is obviously too early to say all is good, and I am trying to temper my enthusiasm until I get further into the training, although, in the moment, this is the best news, related to cycling, I have had in 10 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now time to make due on some promises and represent 53x11 to the extent possible and quit driving those in my life crazy with my knee rehab obsession!  Here's to riding!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Riesberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-7460602166355218641?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7460602166355218641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=7460602166355218641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7460602166355218641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7460602166355218641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-dont-know-what-youve-got-till-its.html' title='&quot;You Don&apos;t Know What You&apos;ve Got Till It&apos;s Gone&quot;'/><author><name>NoChain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15110930598940835903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/SSOgnDKEptI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6nAfaTrrnCg/S220/072708+Alterra+Start2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/S_2NBjNyvOI/AAAAAAAAACM/c03WD9v5MeY/s72-c/052310_Thorn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-8927632658386177922</id><published>2010-05-22T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T04:25:57.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York Bike Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofGH1ohxmSc/S_e-eeU8TZI/AAAAAAAAADA/4z0x0QOnNOM/s1600/Picture+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474053302838381970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofGH1ohxmSc/S_e-eeU8TZI/AAAAAAAAADA/4z0x0QOnNOM/s400/Picture+046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofGH1ohxmSc/S_e9sJpx_HI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qQVggFaM6Oo/s1600/Picture+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474052438295182450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofGH1ohxmSc/S_e9sJpx_HI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qQVggFaM6Oo/s400/Picture+035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofGH1ohxmSc/S_e9cfngzvI/AAAAAAAAACw/_LhUkx8pwRo/s1600/Picture+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474052169313341170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofGH1ohxmSc/S_e9cfngzvI/AAAAAAAAACw/_LhUkx8pwRo/s400/Picture+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofGH1ohxmSc/S_e9AxDkB9I/AAAAAAAAACo/xEOEAzq5jZY/s1600/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474051692958058450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofGH1ohxmSc/S_e9AxDkB9I/AAAAAAAAACo/xEOEAzq5jZY/s400/Picture+031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofGH1ohxmSc/S_e8l_m0KrI/AAAAAAAAACg/iCeH58Yv9_8/s1600/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474051233007545010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofGH1ohxmSc/S_e8l_m0KrI/AAAAAAAAACg/iCeH58Yv9_8/s400/Picture+036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MJ and I are trying to get out a bit now that its getting warmer. That includes our annual trek to New York. Why I don't know, but its something we enjoy together. 32,000 people on bikes is alot. The tour starts at eight and the last of the riders don't pass through the start till hours later. They close the streets of the five boroughs of NY for the day. This event is the biggest of its kind in the US. Here's a few pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-8927632658386177922?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8927632658386177922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=8927632658386177922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/8927632658386177922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/8927632658386177922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-york-bike-our.html' title='New York Bike Tour'/><author><name>bobtouch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386237388167427579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofGH1ohxmSc/S0XmMH6nYyI/AAAAAAAAABA/tknlO2f731c/S220/DSCN1774.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofGH1ohxmSc/S_e-eeU8TZI/AAAAAAAAADA/4z0x0QOnNOM/s72-c/Picture+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-8356183917152466614</id><published>2010-05-13T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T18:54:54.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>46 days ...</title><content type='html'>...to Ironman Couer d'Alene ID.  I always pretend to keep my cool when Katie reminds me how few day remain and woefully unprepared we are.  While it is true that there are not many days until the race, we are not unprepared.  I calmly remind her that we will not come in on race day with our usual depth of fitness, but with just enough, which is is all we need.  I suppose that is my way of saying "We Are Forked" or something to that effect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend looks like it might be the first this year without either howling winds or temps in the low 40s.  We have our first 100 miler brewing this Saturday sandwiched between 2 one hour runs on Friday and Sunday. Brew and sandwich....mmmmmmm we are always hungry.  Yes, mates, triathletes are not only poor bike handlers, but boring too.  Don't we all just love it when one of my brethren or sisteren show up in a skin suit for a group ride, commencing to get onto their aerobars in the middle of the pace line.  A pox upon your house, numb nuts.  For the record, no aerobars on my road bike, lil' scraps, and I never ever get into aero when in a group, primarily because I ride with fellow triathletes and don't trust them.  You don't get to be a 55 year old cyclist without being ornery, mistrusting and very aware.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-8356183917152466614?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8356183917152466614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=8356183917152466614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/8356183917152466614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/8356183917152466614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/05/46-days.html' title='46 days ...'/><author><name>Scraps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01454138711172449278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIuDY9IxLRg/SxHf032yIlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NSGzTmrfj6M/S220/scraps.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-3468839795328988015</id><published>2010-05-11T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T22:41:24.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F...U....N</title><content type='html'>Tonight was the 8th Pacific Raceways Tuesday night race of 2010, but only my 3rd. The first 2 had not gone so well, and my 3 sanctioned roadraces of the year also had not gone too great. My lack of training was clearly evident.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we raced the flat course, approximately a flat 2 mile course for 50 minutes. The weather was very nice-partly cloudy and cool. There was a good wind, meaning a head wind on the home stretch and a tail wind on the back stretch. We had about 55 riders in the 4/5s and my legs felt so fresh. The first time this year. I just had a fun time and wished the race went much longer. The harder we rode the better I felt. I attacked three different laps, every time at the same place, on the home stretch into the wind at the start/finish. I ended up finishing about 25th out of the 55 or so. I was so strong tonight and just giggled thru the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;Finally!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ty (aka Saddledancer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-3468839795328988015?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3468839795328988015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=3468839795328988015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3468839795328988015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3468839795328988015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/05/fun.html' title='F...U....N'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-725675658929962946</id><published>2010-05-08T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T18:07:39.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half N Half</title><content type='html'>I didn't know how to title this post. Several names came to mind during the Masters 35+ 4/5 race this morning in Ravensdale, WA-"The yo-yo string finally broke; Dangling; See How the Other Half Rides," but I opted for Half N Half.&lt;br /&gt;My race was in the early grouping (Womens Pro 1/2/3, Men's 5, us, then Women's 4). The scheduling was reversed from last year and we raced one less lap. A bit disappointing but in the end I was quite happy to just do 4 laps.  The course started relatively flat, then had a good short hill, more rolling that followed a clockwise loop and was about 9 miles.  It had 2 good right hand turns.&lt;br /&gt;We started at around 8:40 in gorgeous conditions-clear, calm, and a bit chilly. May started with a wet and windy and cold start for Washington, including some snow. Yesterday was a change for the better, and it is Bike Month here so I rode home from work on my single speed. I threw in a partial leg around Mercer Island to scope out a TT course that will be raced in June as part of the Masters Games. I plan on riding the single speed in that race which is very rolling and curvy. No real flat sections with one good climb.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, maybe that hurt my legs some but I knew the race today would be tough as I didn't feel like I had race legs. Not really flat, just "not there." We also had a large field. The max was 75 but it turns out we had 83 entrants. I was at the back of the group trying to find my legs when a crash occurred in front of me around the 3rd mile. I did not go down but got caught behind it and had to work like a dog by myself to get back on. I never recovered. I did hang on for the first 2 laps, even battling the follow race vehicle a couple of times when I fell off. Every time the car passed me I found another gear and fought tooth and nail to the back of the peloton. After 3 or 4 of these episodes, just into the 3rd lap, I gave up the ghost, dropped back and waived the follow car by. I had a quick laugh with the official about my efforts. I resigned myself to 2 solo and lonely and tired laps when what did I see ahead? A large group of riders riding very slow. There were lots of recreational riders out and they were way to the right so I thought this was a large group of them. But as I approached through following traffic I saw another race vehicle. I flew by it and saw they were women. Turns out they were the Pro 1/2/3s who started about 6 mins ahead of us. Due to the Center Line Rule and my legs I opted to ride with them. Quite nice as they were not so erratic with pace as us. I lost contact before the only hill (rather short) before the start/finish so resigned myself to one lap solo. I was dangling just behind the women and could not bridge, but did not lose much. But then they suddenly slowed in the same place I got them a lap before so I was able to get back on. I rode the last lap with them, once again dropping off on the hill and finishing by myself.&lt;br /&gt;I was 68th out of 69. We had 13 DNFs.&lt;br /&gt;We had the largest field by far. Since they separate 4 and 5s into separate races I wish they would do that with the Masters. The Masters 1/2/3 have their own race and usually only field about 20 max (today like 13 riders). Does not make sense.&lt;br /&gt;But I did the race.&lt;br /&gt;I even got out for a quick easy ride tonight on my single speed.&lt;br /&gt;Side Note-I am reading the new book by Joe Parkin, called "Come &amp;amp; Gone,: the sequel to "A Dog In a Hat." It is very good.&lt;br /&gt;All the best to my teammates,&lt;br /&gt;Ty (aka Saddledancer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-725675658929962946?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/725675658929962946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=725675658929962946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/725675658929962946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/725675658929962946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/05/half-n-half.html' title='Half N Half'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-6550974728196414275</id><published>2010-04-25T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T20:52:08.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Below the Bottom of the Barrel</title><content type='html'>So there I was, in the middle of the 3rd of 4 laps of the Vance Creek Road Race in Elma, Wa today, riding way off the back of the Masters 30+ 4/5s all by my lonesome, battling a massive headwind on a narrow twisty road in what on any other day would be gorgeous scenery, thinking it was time for me to call it a day. I planned on finishing the lap and pulling off. I was not the only rider on the 13.25 mile course as there were actually 5 races in progess-Pro 1/2, then Men 3s, then Masters 50+, then us, and finally the women's Pro 1/2s. I was definitely not ready for this race, and did it because I had never done it as I had always been in Maupin, OR for the DRTT. The course was something as it started and finished and went by every lap a defunct nuclear power plant (with 2 BEHEMOTH cooling towers). It started with a long down hill on a rather rough road, then spent several miles on relatively flat narrow winding roads in open farmland (reminded me of a Classics race somewhat), and then finished with a 3 mile climb on an awesomely smooth road with a kicker at 200 to go. I road the first lap with the group, almost dropping off the back on the descent when a guy in front of me had a severe high speed wobble. There was another close call on the climb when a guy in front of me slipped his chain but I avoided him. I did not have enough to stay with the group on the descent of the 2nd lap, and ended up riding with 4 others in a good group. We separated on the climb but 4 of us temporarily regrouped. I lost them though on the decsent, leaving me alone.&lt;br /&gt;So back to the beginning of my blog. I was scraping the bottom of the barrel. I could hear the whisperings of a pending bonk, and my quads had started to cramp some. I have had to go deep in marathons before, but never like this in a bike race.&lt;br /&gt;I started thinking a lot of why I race. I race not to win but to ride with style and courage.&lt;br /&gt;I learned yesterday that a friend's 4 month old daughter suddenly died a week ago. Fiona came to mind as well as what her parents were going through. My current discomfort was nothing. Marring a crash or mechanical or some debilitating medical condition, tight quads and bending bonk and a headwind were no excuse to quit and drop out. So I continued. I did get passed by breaks in the Womens, Mens 3 and Pro 1/2s but I finished. Feeling a bit raw and empty right now.&lt;br /&gt;But I finished. And that is all that matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;I have gone to the bottom of the barrel and beyond, and let me tell you, it's worth the trip.&lt;br /&gt;Ty (aka Saddledancer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-6550974728196414275?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6550974728196414275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=6550974728196414275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6550974728196414275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6550974728196414275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/04/going-below-bottom-of-barrel.html' title='Going Below the Bottom of the Barrel'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4097484504390540379</id><published>2010-04-19T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T11:07:30.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Double Dose</title><content type='html'>My season to date has not gone as originally lanned, and I am not getting to do a TT festival in Oregon next week as I had anticipated, and I had a bad back fr two weeks almost elminating all riding for a bit, BUT&lt;br /&gt;this last weekend was a double dose of positivity (is that a word?)&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy solo rides as well as rides with my small group of friends. Saturday saw me on a 2 hr ride with a good friend. Gorgeous weather, the opportunity to ride an old steel Gazelle (built for an amateur Danish squad), and evenly matched pulls with a mix of chat thrown in made for a ride I so needed (both spiritually and physically as my scheduled races are really coming now). Todd and I just pulled and pulled and felt so strong. Thanks Todd!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday saw me on my single speed Specialized cross bike. I was only going to do an hour ride, but the weather was almost perfect (reminded me of growing up in Southern California), and my gf was asleep (not feeling well), and my legs felt good, and I had always wanted to do the 40 mile Mercer Island loop on the bike, so I did!&lt;br /&gt;I knew the ride out and around the island would be doable on the single, but the ride home included a very long steady uphill, and I was a bit concerned over my gearing. However, after a very strong ride out and around the island, I attacked the climb and did it. I was out of the saddle for its entirety but I did it. I am so happy knowing I can ride this bike on this route in the future as I most definitely will ride it more.&lt;br /&gt;Just say this weekend was just what I needed-a double dose!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ty (aka Saddledancer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4097484504390540379?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4097484504390540379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4097484504390540379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4097484504390540379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4097484504390540379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/04/double-dose.html' title='A Double Dose'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-7197776378886767612</id><published>2010-04-13T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T23:01:53.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relieved</title><content type='html'>Tonight was the 4th Pacific Raceways Tuesday night race of 2010.  I had only done one so far (the first one on the flat course 3 weeks ago).  My training since then had gone down the tubes, due to weather and a nagging lower back issue.  The back was so bad that I decided not to go to Maupin, OR next week for what would have been my 5th straight Deschutes River TT Festival.  I also purchased a new Lynskey titanium cross frame and some titanium cross forks with my trip money, but that is another issue.  Suffice it to say that I have not put in the rides I needed to this year.&lt;br /&gt;The weather cooperated today and was very pleasant for the Pacific NW=Partly cloudy, wind and cool.  My back was feeling a tad better so I opted to go race.  The course was "Down the Escape Route" (a 300 meter or so long straight descent on very rough surface).  It was my 2nd least favorite course out there and I usually "yo yo" off the back but finish with the pack.  O dod crash on te course hard in 2006 so have some residual issues with the course.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a nice intimate field showed for the 4/5s and I hung with the group for the 40 minute (8 lap race).  No crashes and nice weather meant a good race.  I did get dropped on the 3rd lap ("prime"), but reintegrated when I stayed on the back of a small chasing group.  I did let the main group go at the end of the small climb at the end of the last lap, quite content with my performance given the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;All in all quite relieved to have stayed upright and to have stayed with the pack.  I am saddened that I am not going to Maupin in a week, but can't wait to ride my new Titanium cross w/Campy Record 10.&lt;br /&gt;All the best to my teammates.&lt;br /&gt;Ty (aka Saddledancer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-7197776378886767612?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7197776378886767612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=7197776378886767612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7197776378886767612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7197776378886767612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/04/relieved.html' title='Relieved'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-6133623008815483981</id><published>2010-04-02T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T17:19:11.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring peepers</title><content type='html'>I love the sound of frogs in the early spring, Spring Peepers.  This is what Katie calls them.  As natural as the lengthening days, the wind blows.  I keep telling myself that these rides directly into the strongest gusts will make me stronger.  I suppose for those of us who live in  flatter areas, this is the closest we get to long sustained climbs – minus the ability to stand, doing so turns your entire body into a sail.  Today was my first day in shorts since early November as I was proud to be sporting the 53x11 kit. As I spent a lot of time this winter in the basement on the soul drainer, I was glad to be on the roads although once again it appears that they were carpet bombed while I was inside.  Sitting on a static bike with uniform resistance is no substitute for the real thing but it allowed me to hang strong against a tough spring companion.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-6133623008815483981?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6133623008815483981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=6133623008815483981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6133623008815483981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6133623008815483981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-peepers.html' title='Spring peepers'/><author><name>Scraps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01454138711172449278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xIuDY9IxLRg/SxHf032yIlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NSGzTmrfj6M/S220/scraps.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-1105171479283619949</id><published>2010-03-27T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T15:14:21.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Impersonation of a Peanut</title><content type='html'>As in shelled.I raced the Masters 30+ 4/5s this morning at 9 am in Rochester, WA, a 2 lap 41 mile affair that included 2 climbs (one not so short but steep and one short but not so steep), and several miles of rolling terrain in beautiful farm country.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about other states, but Masters racing is HUGE in Washington, and recently they changed cats so 4/5s would not race with much older but better cat riders.  Up to this year the 4/5s Masters over 30 raced with 50+ all cats.  I understand the need and want for safety (I myself don't feel all that comfortable with newbies) but Cat 4 racers do have experience, if not the talent or desire to move up.  I am a weekend racer only, and wanna stay upright and be a factor.  But if I have the chance to race with much better Masters (like the 2007 Elkhorn Classic or the Blackberry Crit in Bremerton, WA) I will take it.  Nothing like toeing the line and trying to chase down the likes of Kenny Williams.&lt;br /&gt;Soapbox aside, I did this race in 2006 in similar conditions-mostly clear and cool with a slight wind (aka very nice!).  Like 2006 I got dropped on the first climb that came at the end of neutral, and like 2006 I connected with 5 or 6 others.  Our group worked very well together picking up stragglers, a lil like 2006.  Unlike 2006, however, I knew what was coming so dropped everyone on the 2nd climb and waited for them to catch me at the bottom (unlike 2006 where I let everyone leave me on the descent and never reconnected for the 2nd and final lap).&lt;br /&gt;Our group of 6 had an incredible paceline going through the finish at the end of the 1st lap.  We did split again on the 3rd climb and I was leading everyone, but for some reason did not push the advantage so they could catch me on the descent.  End result?  A group of 3 left me and I could never reconnect.  So, just like 2006 I rode most of the 2nd lap on my own in tt mode.  I could see the 3 guys just up the road and I almost bridged but could not and gave up the ghost.  I did see one guy looking back for me, and after the race he said he asked the others to wait as I was such a strong rider and good contributor (I have to represent 53x11 coffee!).  And just like 2006 the women almost caught me at the line, but I did push it the final K and beat them by a good margin.&lt;br /&gt;I heard after that bad crash occurred at the finish of our group as a pack raced for 2nd.  I did not see any carnage but did see a Medic driving to the finish.  Never good to hear or see.&lt;br /&gt;Bikers and bike racers are such an incredible family.  I have said it before and I will say it again.  My number was falling off just before the start and a woman waiting to start her race pinned me straight.  I had good conversations with many of my co-conspirators after the race, and my car neighbor left his shorts at home so scrambled to find a pair before his race-which he did.  We may race and compete against each other but we are always there for one another too.&lt;br /&gt;So cool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;PS-I am 11th in the Velofight.com series so I hope I do well todat at Gent - Wevelgem .&lt;br /&gt;Ty (aka Saddledancer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-1105171479283619949?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1105171479283619949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=1105171479283619949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1105171479283619949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1105171479283619949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-impersonation-of-peanut.html' title='My Impersonation of a Peanut'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-6807957562652764993</id><published>2010-03-24T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T07:56:25.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wait Is Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/S9Wpi3VPN_I/AAAAAAAAABw/ZMedbJSdLTg/s1600/32310+pacific.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464460139317639154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/S9Wpi3VPN_I/AAAAAAAAABw/ZMedbJSdLTg/s320/32310+pacific.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had been waiting for last night since the end of August, 2009. Last night marked the beginning of the Tuesday night series at Pacific Raceways in Kent, WA, a weekly race series on a closed car/motorcycle course that offers 5 courses, ranging from 2 to 2.5 miles in length. Races are offered for 3 cats-1/2/3s, Masters and 4/5s. Although I have raced for years and often race in Masters cats for sanctioned races, I ride the 4/5s in the unsanctioned Tuesday series. I think I will move to Masters in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the flat course, a very friendly oval with gentle turns on a flat 2 mile route. The weather was awesome-cool with partly cloudy conditions. Mt. Rainier is often viewable about 30 miles to the southeast. There was a very large turnout, about 60 in the 4/5s, 60 in the masters and 40 in the 1/2/3s.&lt;br /&gt;The 4/5s started last and rode for 40 minutes, or about 17 miles. We rode hard from the get go with very few slow sections. I rode primarily at the back, catching up with old friends. The biking community is very close and is just awesome. Where else will you see a Cat 1/2 racer riding with his 2 year old before the start? Where else will you hear 4/5s yell for their teammates that are in a 1/2/3 break who pass the 4/5s? We ae at different levels and abilities but the desires and dreams are the same-to ride well.&lt;br /&gt;I did attack at the start of the 3rd lap (a prime lap as well). I went from the very back to the front and got off a few yards, taking one other rider with me. After a few pedal turns I pulled off and looked back. The one rider pulled through and I jumped on his wheel but I knew the pack was letting us dangle. I told my partner that we were about to get caught and we had a good laugh-"you gotta try" he said as we rode through the first turn at the head of the flying pack. Once through the turn I pulled off and let all 59 riders ride through. It took everything to catch the last wheel and I never recovered-so much for my off season training!&lt;br /&gt;I was at the back with one lap to go when a crash occured just ahead of me-no other sound like that of bodies and bikes hitting the pavement. I hate it. I somehow avoided the falling bikes and bodies and did not hit the guy in front of me (a good buddy too) as he maneuvered around the carnage. Three of us ended up way off the back and tried to get back on but could not, so we 3 rode in together side by side. It was good to finish with 2 buddies, knowing we were fortunate not to go down (one buddy broke his collarbone a few years ago on the same course and made it on youtube).&lt;br /&gt;All in all a very good start to the 2010 Pacific Series. I think I wore the team colors with honor. Starbucks changed their kit up some and I do not like it. So glad the alter-ego has remained!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;More to come in the following weeks. I do have my first USCF sanctioned road race this Saturday in Rochester, WA.&lt;br /&gt;All thbe best to Evan and my teammates. Keep the rubber side down!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ty (aka Saddledancer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-6807957562652764993?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6807957562652764993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=6807957562652764993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6807957562652764993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6807957562652764993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/03/wait-is-over.html' title='The Wait Is Over'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/S9Wpi3VPN_I/AAAAAAAAABw/ZMedbJSdLTg/s72-c/32310+pacific.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-2815205892771270509</id><published>2010-03-22T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:05:12.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Iowa Gravel Grinder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/S6gqt1_R22I/AAAAAAAAABk/o2RZKU2l3JU/s1600-h/032110_IAgravelv1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 109px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451654316006955874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/S6gqt1_R22I/AAAAAAAAABk/o2RZKU2l3JU/s200/032110_IAgravelv1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My wife and I blew through our hometowns in Eastern Iowa this past weekend. This is always a great excuse for me to get a good gravel road ride in between our homesteads and always makes me appreciate this area of the world a little more. To most people this may not smack you as God's country, although as the old adage goes, "beauty is in the eye of the beholder," or is it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is this Heaven? No it's Iowa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only got about about 2 hours of riding in on the rural gravel roads and they certainly were not in their best of shape due to the winter thaw, although it was a great ride and great weather given the time of year. Where I live in SE Wisconsin it is pretty tough to even find &lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt; gravel road, much less make a ride out of one. This ride was so good, I may even try a gravel grinder race this year, especially as these types of races continue to grow in popularity.  A good one around these parts is the &lt;a href="http://www.transiowa.blogspot.com/"&gt;TIv6&lt;/a&gt; - the annual Trans Iowa race every Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly love to visit family and friends, but I really love to ride too and when you can combine the two... why not? Now if I can just remember which way was home???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451658917604614450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/S6gu5sRp4TI/AAAAAAAAACE/mzJnVBibmE8/s200/032110_IAgravelv3.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-2815205892771270509?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2815205892771270509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=2815205892771270509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2815205892771270509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/2815205892771270509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/03/quick-iowa-gravel-grinder.html' title='Quick Iowa Gravel Grinder'/><author><name>NoChain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15110930598940835903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/SSOgnDKEptI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6nAfaTrrnCg/S220/072708+Alterra+Start2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/S6gqt1_R22I/AAAAAAAAABk/o2RZKU2l3JU/s72-c/032110_IAgravelv1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-3382633091850368629</id><published>2010-03-15T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:51:17.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naked Riding</title><content type='html'>I went to Sanibel Island on vacation in February, 2007, and came across a t-shirt I just had to have-"Bike Naked, It's Harder Than It Looks."&lt;br /&gt;Today I was not naked but I felt that way. It was my first weekday, post work ride of 2010 (thanks to Daylight Savings). I did a quick 12 miler with some very good effort catching lights and then up a steady climb. It was warm enough that I wore just bib shorts, a jersey, helmet with no hat underneath and regular gloves. My arms and legs were so white and undercovered (no leg or arm warmers). Given all that I really did feel naked. But oh so light! I am so happy to be back in the tan line part of the season! I hope this warming trend continues but the Pacific NW has been known to get slammed some in March. I do hope to commute home tomorrow from Seattle.&lt;br /&gt;All the best to my teammates,&lt;br /&gt;Ty (aka Saddledancer)&lt;br /&gt;BTW-are the gray t-shirts and clear water bottles going to be available again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-3382633091850368629?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3382633091850368629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=3382633091850368629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3382633091850368629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3382633091850368629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/03/naked-riding.html' title='Naked Riding'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-5905425449666279791</id><published>2010-03-06T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:45:03.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Single For A Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/S5ggyCJfAFI/AAAAAAAAABo/fD4E81lZPLM/s1600-h/2010+Icebreaker+TT.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447139793246814290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/S5ggyCJfAFI/AAAAAAAAABo/fD4E81lZPLM/s320/2010+Icebreaker+TT.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/S5ggxubIjlI/AAAAAAAAABg/LHs_5YpVx_Q/s1600-h/2010+Icebreaker+TT+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447139787952131666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/S5ggxubIjlI/AAAAAAAAABg/LHs_5YpVx_Q/s320/2010+Icebreaker+TT+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been in a relationship for almost 3 years now with a very loving and supportive woman. But today I just had the need to be single. The 10 mile Icebreaker TT was held near Flaming Geyser Park just outside Black Diamond, WA, just north of Mt. Rainier. I do not have a timetrial bike and am not fast, so I decided to ride my single speed Specialized Cross bike. It is currently set up as a 44x17, which is set up nicely for flat rides around town. The longest ride I have done on it has been 3 miles. I bought it last yearr on Ebay and have never raced it (though I am tempted to do so in the 2010 World Sing Speed Cross in Seattle). It has been signed by Tim Johnson.&lt;br /&gt;The drive to the race was spectacular, a mix of heavy fog and clear blue skies with a vertical 1/2 moon low on the southern horizon. The race start was still in heavy fog and chilly temps when I set up my trainer next to a field full of horses. Soon however the sun broke through and the fog disappeared and the temps became almost mild.&lt;br /&gt;I got to see some old familiar faces from the peloton during my warmup, and again felt like I was being welcomed back into the arms of one inrcedible family. Cyclists just rock!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I went off about a 1/3 of the way down the start list, and rolled up just as my name was being called to get in line. Before I had too much time to reconsider my decision to go single I was off.&lt;br /&gt;I immediately got up to top speed and settled in. The course was incredible-generally flat (though slightly downhill for the first 1/2), with some nice curves that went through beautiful farm and ranch country. I person caught me and I caught one rider just before the turnaround. I held my effort for the return and even negative slitted by a few secs, clocking 27:15 for my time, coming in around 80th out of 111 starters in the 4/5s. I believe I was the only single speed out there.&lt;br /&gt;There was one negative, a rude truck driver on the way back who honked and gave me the bird for no reason. There was a wide shoulder which I was in. It did not take away from my overall happiness and satisfaction with the race or trip. It was just one incredible day and a good 2nd race of the season.&lt;br /&gt;I have a full season planned and will write a lot more in the months to come.&lt;br /&gt;I wish all my teammates well.&lt;br /&gt;Ty (aka Saddledancer)&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/463229402171531225-5905425449666279791?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5905425449666279791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=5905425449666279791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5905425449666279791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5905425449666279791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/03/single-for-day.html' title='Single For A Day'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/S5ggyCJfAFI/AAAAAAAAABo/fD4E81lZPLM/s72-c/2010+Icebreaker+TT.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-1432534712184554672</id><published>2010-02-28T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:41:43.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Call Me "Mr. Retro"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/S5gfu1JwMwI/AAAAAAAAABY/TRDSPuqi3A8/s1600-h/2010+Frostbite+TT.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447138638707045122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/S5gfu1JwMwI/AAAAAAAAABY/TRDSPuqi3A8/s320/2010+Frostbite+TT.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was the first race of my 2010 road season. It was a 9 mile timetrial in Everett, WA, a flat out and back course that was just gorgeous. We have had very mild weather out here and spring arrived a week or so ago with many many blossoms. The birds are out in force as well. Just too beautiful and so early in the year. If this is global warming I am all for it! Kidding (s0rt of).&lt;br /&gt;I was entered in the retro division, meaning I could only use a road bike with no aero equipment.&lt;br /&gt;I was tempted to ride my single speed Specialized Cross bike but I opted for my Merlin Ultralite (what a misnomer as it weighs around 20 lbs with Campy Record 10). I started 24th out of about 300 or so, so went very early. It was a gorgeous day with cool temps and partly cloudy conditions with a head wind for the first half. My trainer was set up along a bike path along a river and there were many trainers set up on the path. We all had a great view of the Cascades and a river (wish I knew its name.) I did see an old acquaintence from the Deschutes River TT weekend held every April in Maupin, OR (I do plan on racing that for the 5th straight year).&lt;br /&gt;I also made friends with my "neighbor" who rode a raode bike with aero bars so he did not qualify for "retro."&lt;br /&gt;It felt so good reacquainting myself with riders and seeing the same local teams. Like us they have kept the same colors. I do feel as I am part of one incredible and very nice group of riders. I do feel I showed our team colors with honor. I started just in front of two Starbucks riders (30&lt;br /&gt;sec was a man and 60 sec was a woman). I was the only retro in a field on aerop riders.&lt;br /&gt;I started in too big a gear and so lost time at the start. My 30 sec rider passed me just before the turnaround and my 90msec rider passed me with a mile to go. I almost caught a rider at the line who started about 2 mins ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;Overall I was quite happy as I had wanted to do this tt for some time now. I was entered last year but was ill so had to pass. I did think this year's even was actually last week and I was ill (thanks to an epic hike at Leadbetter State Park near Ling Beach, WA) over Valentines, so I was so happy to be able to ride this year. No idea of where I placed or the actual time I clocked (I would say close to 24:30).&lt;br /&gt;I do have another tt next weekend and I think I will ride the single speed just for fun:)&lt;br /&gt;Stay safe and keep the rubber side down.&lt;br /&gt;Ty (aka Saddledancer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-1432534712184554672?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1432534712184554672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=1432534712184554672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1432534712184554672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/1432534712184554672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-call-me-mr-retro.html' title='Just Call Me &quot;Mr. Retro&quot;'/><author><name>Saddledancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195265545953574805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/SLLaQXfCwtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/StbMpBrPUTg/S220/Crystal+Mtn+2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I4iRw3gJki4/S5gfu1JwMwI/AAAAAAAAABY/TRDSPuqi3A8/s72-c/2010+Frostbite+TT.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-6770274885572362290</id><published>2010-02-12T11:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:06:50.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Gloves are in</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cnh0tL6JrwA/S3WmnAcLUMI/AAAAAAAAADI/C7SPN1BCFyU/s1600-h/Gloves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cnh0tL6JrwA/S3WmnAcLUMI/AAAAAAAAADI/C7SPN1BCFyU/s320/Gloves.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437435314183033026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.53x11coffee.com/product-p/summer%20cycling%20gloves.htm"&gt;New Gloves are here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-6770274885572362290?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6770274885572362290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=6770274885572362290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6770274885572362290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/6770274885572362290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-gloves-are-in.html' title='New Gloves are in'/><author><name>53x11 Coffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12611147970462154925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cnh0tL6JrwA/SLFrHx4pbNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vnjEsAiYeRs/S220/53_banner.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cnh0tL6JrwA/S3WmnAcLUMI/AAAAAAAAADI/C7SPN1BCFyU/s72-c/Gloves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-7001226140112966693</id><published>2010-02-06T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T12:35:42.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><title type='text'>Why Ride Right Now?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I take myself too seriously.... Today was one of them.  Then I realized something mid-ride today. How can I be outside riding my bike in early February, 23 degrees with 15 mph wind, and an hour from home and be thinking this is the rational thing to do on a day like today.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why am I doing this? A: I do this because I enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the suffering&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the speed&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the races&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the adventure&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the bikes&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the gear&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the commute&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the friends&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the dirt and mud&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the outdoors&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the fitness&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the hills&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the trainer (sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the strange looks I get at the car dealership when I drop the car off, wearing lycra and leaving the garage on a bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly a cross country mountain biker at heart. Certainly not a hucker. And yes, even a roadie, although I may not shave my legs, occasionally sport baggies, sometimes don a camelbak instead of multiple water bottles, wear goggles in the extreme cold, and numerous other things counter-roadie culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/S23NG1EVfVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/5rt1FN0q9mE/s1600-h/020610_WinterTrainingRide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435225842514230610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/S23NG1EVfVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/5rt1FN0q9mE/s200/020610_WinterTrainingRide.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/S23NG1EVfVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/5rt1FN0q9mE/s1600-h/020610_WinterTrainingRide.jpg"&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;Here's to another snowy, winter ride everyone.  Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-7001226140112966693?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7001226140112966693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=7001226140112966693' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7001226140112966693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7001226140112966693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-ride-right-now.html' title='Why Ride Right Now?'/><author><name>NoChain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15110930598940835903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/SSOgnDKEptI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6nAfaTrrnCg/S220/072708+Alterra+Start2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/S23NG1EVfVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/5rt1FN0q9mE/s72-c/020610_WinterTrainingRide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-5500654662465182190</id><published>2010-02-03T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T10:01:28.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alter Ego Jerseys back in stock</title><content type='html'>Hey Team ,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alter Ego Jerseys are back in stock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-5500654662465182190?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5500654662465182190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=5500654662465182190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5500654662465182190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/5500654662465182190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/02/alter-ego-jerseys-back-in-stock.html' title='Alter Ego Jerseys back in stock'/><author><name>53x11 Coffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12611147970462154925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cnh0tL6JrwA/SLFrHx4pbNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vnjEsAiYeRs/S220/53_banner.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-3685833750987748135</id><published>2010-01-30T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T12:02:28.866-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='January'/><title type='text'>New Year, New Training Plan, Same Goals</title><content type='html'>New year, new training plan ideas, same goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last Year&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year was the first year with a bike coach and a very singletrack, all bike training focus, which enabled me to ride more miles in a 6 month period than ever before. Although also caused a mid year severe knee tendonitis issue, which really made me realize how much I missed my daily riding fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;This Year&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The focus this year has been and will continue to be overall fitness, health, and nutrition, including lots of focused weight lifting training, core strength, and plyometrics. And of course time on the bike. So far so good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still using a daily training plan, thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.cyclingformandfitness.com/"&gt;Cycling Form and Fitness&lt;/a&gt;, to ensure my training stays on track and is measurable. The plan is very detailed and having last year's information has been very interesting to compare against. I have also made an effort to not hibernate and sit on the trainer all winter long. I have been riding or snowshoeing outside every opportunity I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Evan, 53x11 Coffee, and my family support I am sure this will be a great year of fitness, health, and good times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-3685833750987748135?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3685833750987748135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=3685833750987748135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3685833750987748135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/3685833750987748135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-training-plan-same-goals.html' title='New Year, New Training Plan, Same Goals'/><author><name>NoChain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15110930598940835903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXf0WRv93X4/SSOgnDKEptI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6nAfaTrrnCg/S220/072708+Alterra+Start2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-4507100066667348906</id><published>2010-01-29T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T08:20:27.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some new amazing coffees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cnh0tL6JrwA/S2MKjJpPXmI/AAAAAAAAADA/0oI0FpcaAmY/s1600-h/Easy+Rider+Espresso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cnh0tL6JrwA/S2MKjJpPXmI/AAAAAAAAADA/0oI0FpcaAmY/s320/Easy+Rider+Espresso.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432197174539542114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the beginning we've been working on bringing you the best coffees in the world. Our latest additions are the new House Espresso, The Easy Rider Espresso, and a great tasting Ethiopian Amaro Gayo.  Both espressos are guaranteed to blow you out of the water. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.53x11coffee.com/organic-coffee-fair-trade-coffe-s/105.htm"&gt;Click here to check them out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-4507100066667348906?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4507100066667348906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=4507100066667348906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4507100066667348906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/4507100066667348906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/01/some-new-amazing-coffees.html' title='Some new amazing coffees'/><author><name>53x11 Coffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12611147970462154925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cnh0tL6JrwA/SLFrHx4pbNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vnjEsAiYeRs/S220/53_banner.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cnh0tL6JrwA/S2MKjJpPXmI/AAAAAAAAADA/0oI0FpcaAmY/s72-c/Easy+Rider+Espresso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463229402171531225.post-7346936175810014327</id><published>2010-01-27T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T09:35:35.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SKINS Recovery Tights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cnh0tL6JrwA/S2B4YAxLdVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tp9A7CyKuxw/s1600-h/Skins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cnh0tL6JrwA/S2B4YAxLdVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tp9A7CyKuxw/s320/Skins.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431473504527283538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Team, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm always on the search to bring in more info and new products that will help us train better, train harder, and train smarter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I believe recovery is such an important part of training and is often so overlooked. Recovery is in the form of nutrition, stretching, and resting. How many of you train hard and then spend the rest of the day on your feet? I do more than I'd like, but it's just because I have so many other things going on that there's nothing I can do about it. I've come across a product that some of you may or may not be familiar with. The Skins recovery tights are a very helpful tool that I've been using and testing for the past couple months. Slip these on after your done training and feel the difference. They help keep you legs from swelling and getting that heavy feeling.  I'll wear mine for a few hours after training or on long flights. I've only brought in a limited supply so first come first serve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check them &lt;a href="http://www.53x11coffee.com/Skins-Recovery-tights-p/skins%20recovery%20tights.htm"&gt;out here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463229402171531225-7346936175810014327?l=53x11coffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7346936175810014327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=463229402171531225&amp;postID=7346936175810014327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7346936175810014327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/463229402171531225/posts/default/7346936175810014327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://53x11coffee.blogspot.com/2010/01/skins-recovery-tights.html' title='SKINS Recovery Tights'/><author><name>53x11 Coffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12611147970462154925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cnh0tL6JrwA/SLFrHx4pbNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vnjEsAiYeRs/S220/53_banner.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cnh0tL6JrwA/S2B4YAxLdVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tp9A7CyKuxw/s72-c/Skins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
