Archive for April, 2008

I am my own science experiment

Posted in Pedal with tags , , , on April 18, 2008 by Pip

I have decided to come clean..

Ever since I started teaching yoga I would attempt to remind myself what students go through.  I would eat a ton before I practiced – yes, it makes you feel like ass.  I would run or ride a ton and not stretch-for the love of god folks, hips and hamstrings. I would not do a damn thing for several weeks and practice-your body remembers but it makes it hard to get there.

I decided to branch out in my need to remind myself, why I do what I do.  This experiment involves me removing the following:

1) Eating well

2) Daily Yoga practice

3) Ride

4) Drinking water (why drink water when you can break several years of not    drinking soda)

When, you may ask, did I decide to start this experiment..At the end of cross season.  I did it for all those out there,who want to know-“Why in the hell do I do this?”

OK, here is the deal: I became lazy!  I became so lazy that I morphed back into my sophomore (I drink and eat crap) mode.  Instead of drinking (haven’t touched a drop for almost two years) I added candy.

All kidding aside-part 2 of my experiment begins tomorrow:

get off my ass and do the following:

1) Water

2) eat well

3) Ride

4) Yoga daily

5) Ride

6) Ride

I am starting my race season in June.

If you actually read the entire post-it is your job to hold my lazy ass accountable.

I will see some of you on the road.


Grandparents, Karma and Patrick Dempsey

Posted in Live with tags , , on April 12, 2008 by Pip

We have all heard the saying,”what goes around comes around”…no kids, it was said before Justin Timberlake  never thought his name would be in my blog)…well lifes “dog chasing tail” karma bit me in the ass yesterday.  I went to Charlotte Latin from 3rd-12th grade..we lived an hour away but my folks wanted a private school.  In lower school we had Grandparents Day every was this big show of kids singing top 20 songs and when I was in 5th grade I was one of the Andrew Sisters singing boogie woogie bugle boy and sentimental journey.  I remember my Mum being so proud and my Dad looking completely bored (proud but bored).  Grandparents Day was kinda cool..,for kids who weren’t “A” students, it was a time that we could be total lower school bad asses….

Yesterday, Monks had Grandparents Day….I felt like I was at a Dead Show trying to find seats (I need a miracle) and friends.  I am not even stretching the truth when I say..families were at the school by 6:30am  for a 9:30 show…..for good seats.  Parents had seats saved by names on paper, newspapers (WSJ, NYT)…and then there was a row with Star,Us weekly and Road-that would be my row.  Most parents, don’t want people to know that they read total crap mags, (Star,Us) I am here to say if you are gonna do it you gotta own it.  I like seeing who is cought without makeup,broke up and gossip..not to mention seeing Patrick Dempsey cruising down the sidewalk while his daughter learns to ride.  It is a good thing he is decked out in full kitPatrick Dempsey and Tallulah..maybe he is helping his daughter learn that adults dress in Garanimal clothes too.  Maybe it was a gift from her..or maybe- I really don’t have another excuse. But, Patrick wear your helmet when you ride with your kid (and when our photo will be in a magazine)  Anyway, Road was my saving grace-noone is going to ask me about playgroups,projects or anything while my face is buried in it.  Finally it is 9:30 and the gym has over 2400 parents/GP squished into a vast space of raising temp, kickin’ coffee breathe and younger kids who wanted to leave.

As soon as the lights came up and I saw 16 kids dressed as ants (all black costumes with hoods).  Parents began to sit up to figure out where their kid soon as Monks walked out I could tell it was him.  He is tall (go figure – I’m 5’10”), lanky and carries himself with total Joy…OK, to be honest we put bright red shoes on him!!!  Come on they were all in black.

So karma found me.  When I was waiting for the show to start I understood that even though my parents looked so tired and ready to head home by the end of the show…they were so proud.  I had goosebumps and tears as I watched kids bump into each other and sing “the ants go marching”…We all want to be ROCKSTARS..when kids do anything in public and clapping is involved they are at automatic rockstar status.

It’s raining and I am about to play soccer with 8 boys (5-8 yrs old) and then we are playing mud bike..ride thru a mud puddle and we rate by amount of mud and style.

I get extra style points for being a Mum, a girl and old (I mights break a hip)…I’ll post pix tomorrow.



had to end on a high note

Posted in Flow on April 2, 2008 by Pip

This commercial makes me laugh..actually guffaw every time I watch it. The voice of the stain is so damn funny..just had to share

I am over the microscope

Posted in Live with tags , , on April 2, 2008 by Pip

There are so many things I could write about..but there are so many times I feel like I can’t. For the past few years I have lived under a microscope..not the kind that one places on themselves..but, the kind that is forced upon them. I honestly have a basic life and I do basic things. I wake up, some mornings I wake my son up for school and other mornings I wake up and head to the gym and then the bike shop. That is where the microscope begins.

8 years ago I married a guy who made me laugh, was likeminded and dorked out as much as me. As all things in life it didn’t workout the way we wanted and we separated. The details of our separation are just that, details..facts that are obvious. The details during a separation are stretched and at times ignored. The one detail that will not change is we were given the gift of an amazing child.

The thing that few understand….I will forever honor my ex. Without him I would not have my son. During and after the finalization of our divorce people asked me what I thought about my ex…some were friends, some family and then the lawyers. So, I have decided to come clean..I have decided to help those who need to go through communication wormholes to find the truth…I have decided to live a life without a microscope. I have decided to my life: there is not a husband, family member, friend or even lawyer who can change what I think of my ex-husband:

He is a man who has the ability to make a person laugh until their stomach hurts ( just like our son), he is very close with his family and those he loves (much like our son), he has a great ability of taking a blank page or canvas and create works of art (much like our son), he is athletic (much like our son), he is kind to those he loves (much like our son)..

There are two sides to every story…

I am a woman who believes we are inherently good(much like our son), I love to make others laugh (much like our son), I am very close with my family and those who I love (much like our son), I have the ability to close a shutter and freeze time (much like our son), I love riding and all things athletic (much like our son), I am kind to those I love and those I do not know (much like our son)…

I am a great Mum (much like my Mum)
He is a great Dad (Much like MY Dad)

In my past blogs (Black Sheep Cycles Blog)I have written about my Dad and how he is greatly missed…I have told stories of how and why he is my hero…I tell my son stories of my dad and how he and my mum shaped who I am.

I would never take away the opportunity of my son respecting and loving his dad. My child deserves to hear words of love and kindness when hearing about the other parent..he deserves to love who he is.

A child deserves an environment that enables them to grow in understanding, respecting and loving who they are. I believe my son deserves these things…

Not a ramble of a ride or a funny mishap of my day… just a blog I will not reread in fear I will loose the guts to post it.