Hi everybody,
No riding today. My youngest son had a tonsillectomy as well as a few other ectomyies today. So, from morning till night I sat in the hospital keeping him company.

Hi everyone, like someone other than my wife will read this. This blog is going to be about me, and my return to cycling. You see once upon a time I was a pretty girl ... no, wait I raced mountain bikes ... and I'm a dude! I wasn’t half bad, but some of the people I was hanging out with were. Anyway one thing led to another and my fitness level went into a nose dive! Not even joining the Marine Corps could fully restore it. So, it’s been about nine years since my last bike race and I recently disposed of my motorcycles. I took my trusty old GT, Outpost out for a ride. (It was purchased used, for some reason, even though I hardly ever used on, I've always had to have a bike.) Long story short ... it broke, really bad. So, after a few weeks of flip flopping between a high end XC rig and some bargain basement beater I compromised and bought a second floor beater from the nearest mega sport outdoor shop. It's a Diamondback, Response ... I think. It's out in the shed and I don't feel like looking right now. Let's wrap this up. I took it for its first ride today. Boy, am I out of shape. Now keep in mind, I am a clydesdale at 6'2" 215lbs I have never been one of those skinny little "sport" guys. I rode about six miles (I really should get a cycle computer) on relatively flat terrain, ok it was the multi-use trail at Sea Shore State Park. It was not too bad, I feel better than I thought I would. I was disappointed in the past I was keeping though; I remember hauling butt through there much faster in the past. Oh well, maybe it will come back to me. The bike did great though. I guess time will tell how we hold up.