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Age, Cowbells and Honesty

Posted in Flow, Pedal with tags , , , , , , , , , on October 3, 2010 by Pip

I can’t begin to explain how truly out of shape I am. I somehow forgot that 3 years of my life have passed and I kinda forgot to..ride, run, or just keep in shape in general. I am not saying I am throwing in the towel give me the sweatpants and a bag of chips while I watch you ride kinda out of shape. I am more at the it was ok to joke about being out of shape but damn maybe I should put in some effort.

As a yoga teacher I often talk about judging..don’t compare, keep your eyes on your own mat..blahblahblah..But, I also give my students 1-3 minutes of competing (usually girls against guys)..before anyone freaks out..no, it is not very yogic but, yes it is very human. The competition: jump switches (mt climbers)..we go by hang time and ninja like silence…it is not really about who in the classroom is the biggest badass..it is more about “trying easy”…something that a student assumes they can’t do..realizes the following 1) I might as well try it…2) Let me try it again 3) this is kinda fun 4) I can do it..not perfect but I don’t mind practicing

The competition becomes a noncompetitive practice..it become a group of folks trying and enjoying the community which develops around it. By the end of our jump switches everyone is usually laughing ..not because we are judging more because..honestly, I don’t know..to me it seems like there is an earned respect between all the students..You tried..You are a badass!

Back to my honesty of being not what I always type. I think I have become a person who used to be really athletic and started riding a lot..over the years that amount of riding has dwindled (in a big way)..but, in my mind it is still 3 years ago and it is ok to take a few days off..only problem a few days becomes a few months. So I am still talking about my 2 wheels of freedom..but the tires are flat and my saddle once again hurts.

So…(you knew I was getting to something..it takes me awhile) I need to step up to the ol’ honesty plate..I need to practice what I preach and I need to let ya’ll know where I am…I need to “try easy” instead setting up 8 million excuses and road blocks as too why I can’t do it or why I am out of shape..excuses and road blocks make things hard and tiring..it is a lot to keep up withJ

Trying easy..is just that…do this cx season in small bites. Don’t expect amazing results if I have been too lazy to earn them…

I signed up with Training Peaks…This was the first step in my road of “holy crap I am getting old and damn I am out of shape”..I have changed the start date three times (made excuses)..last night I was supposed to ride 1.5 hrs and I could only ride 30 min. I am supposed to do “rows” and I swear my bike has gained 20 lbs.

Today I am supposed to run and do hills for 30 min…So, my blog is my new coach…I will be dead honest with what I do everyday for training..I will be dead honest how I race and I will be dead honest when it is not going well..but, gotta keep plugging away… Feel free to leave me pointers or if you want to meet up and ride….

And now the debate of posting this or not….I am truly embarrassed as to where I am in my fitness. But, like my yoga students I gotta just keep doing it..it might not be pretty, it might make folks uncomfortable to watch…but at least I am going to ride CX this season…

BRING ON THE COWBELL…

I mean..I gotta represent Black Sheep Cartel….My KC teammates need a little CLT love.

Xoxo

Pip

***grammar and spelling …sorry, if I reread I won’t post***

see through shorts..Lance Armstrong and cruisers

Posted in Flow with tags , , , on May 28, 2008 by Pip

I believe this might be one of the most random blogs I have written..alright that is total crap, but this is random.  Yesterday I went on a solo ride and without an ipod..yes, I listen to an iPod ( at least I didn’t say walkman or the CD players that have the 15 sec delay for going over bumps) but only in one ear.  Anyway, I went for a spin around the Booty Loop.  There were a  ton of folks riding so I ditched the listen to music idea.  I had the usual ride and met a few folks..after awhile I rode alone and actually enjoyed not having music ( I hate hearing myself breath)..I enjoyed being with my own thought and my own concerns with the world..I will take you through a few…1) Lance Armstrong is now dating Kate Hudson..why do I care..hmm, I really don’t yet an article I read (yes, I love crap gossip mags) it said how Kate is an cyclist who would have a lot in common with Lance. That means there are 4 year olds who would have alot in common with Lance.  hmm..naw I guess I really  don’t care 2)” I am soooo hungry if I were at home I would be..focus on riding and what you want to work on…I would be eating a bowl of cereal with soy milk..damn it, now all I can think about is” 3) why is it OK to wear see through shorts in public on a bike but not just cruising around.  Since I started my ride I have seen more cracks than a girl can handle ( maybe I should ride faster..granted I wasn’t working on that but for my own sanity I must) But, does that mean someone is having the same thought when I am in front of them.   4) Why is it OK to change in the middle of a parking lot when bike kits are involved. I am guilty of it and at times I have caught my foot in my short and had a full body spaz out in the hopes to keep my dignity ( never happens)..I lay in the parking lot like a I had been hit by a net gun

back to public half nakedness: I was born in the UK..I ran around on the beach nakies when I was a kid..as do most kids in the EU..Cycling is a well respected sport in Europe..maybe by relation it is OK to show your crack in public…

Naked on beach as kid + Europe+bikes= public crack sharing

next time I am listening to music.

xoxo

Pip

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 year..it 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 was..as 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.

xoxo

Pip

Awesome

Posted in Flow with tags , , , , on February 13, 2008 by Pip

It was pointed out to me that there is a thread in bike forums that is railing on me..first I look like Skeletor- I freakin’ loved HeMan. But I like the Thundercats the best. Then there was the banter of..I was writing the post! I have so much time to write fake threads. I love writing BS threads about myself. Then there was the talk of wanting hits on my page. I didn’t realize that I would receive payment per hit. I better get out there and write some more threads.

Honestly, I have been in my sons room writing V-Day cards-the ones we used to give out in lower school. Those cards crack me up. I think we should give out cards to random people. You know what I mean..we all have our own routine in the morning be it getting the news paper or coffee from the same place. How awesome would it be to hand out cards to people: saying “thanks for giving me a smile each day”, “Thanks for holding the door”, “Thanks for making me realize my coffee is less complicated than yours,”Will you be my Valentine bc I love the way you glare at me”, “will you be mine bc the way you flipped me off in traffic seemed so heartfelt”….I am sure we can come up with more….”Will you be my Valentine bc you yelled “get of the road” when my bike zipped past your car in traffic”, “will you be my Valentine bc you ran me off the road as you talked on your cellphone,ate your breakfast and picked your nose.”

Sorry for the rant..I was going to write about people who ride..Maybe I will in a bit..

Happy VDay Kids!!

xoxo