You know that old saying, especially when you were a kid. It’s a big meal, and you fill your plate with a little of everything cuz you are hungry. Then not even halfway through emptying your plate, you realized there is NO way I shoulda taken on so much….
I started reading a new book today. I know it will be shock that is has to do with cycling. In this case, it’s a cyclists who wanted to use her bike to cross Alaska in the winter. Yes, yes, I know the first thing that probably pops into your head is “WHY?? Why would someone want to do that?” (And for the record, I think cycling is Alaska would be amazing!! In winter it would totally suck!)
I am always excited in the spring time when Daylight Savings time hits. Once this happens, the sun stays up long enough to allow after work rides! Here in the northwest, during June and July, it is light almost till 10 PM! I love these rides!
Since the beginning of Mountainstroh the cyclist, I have had the opportunity to ride the Lung Association’s Reach the Beach (from Portland to Pacific City) twice.
Both times have been fun! So this year when I got an email early on saying the same group was going to do an inaugural ride in Washington, Michelle told me (and I agreed) that I had to sign up! The day of the ride was September 30th…. Continue reading “The Last Century Ride of 2017”→
So, in doing my weekly (or so) clean out of my Yahoo email (yeah I suck and cleaning it out) I saw one titled: “Why I Ride Wednesdays”. This is an email from Reach the Beach century ride organizers helping to get people to sign up for, or to donate to the ride. (I am riding at the end of September from Olympia to the beach in Westport. WA. )
It may come as a surprise to some of you, but I am NOT the best at filtering what comes out of my mouth. No, Really! True story!
I had a boss once that came in all excited showing off his linen salmon pants he got on sale. He walked up, me wearing my khaki dockers and polo shirt, and said “I KNOW you wish you could pull off this color like I do!”
Without a blink or hesitation I replied, “Even salmon themselves hate that color, they wear it on the inside!!” He didn’t seem to appreciate the humor. (For the record they were GAWD AWFUL ugly, and it wasn’t, by far, the ugliest piece of clothing he owned. (OR it is entirely possible I just don’t understand fashion))