<?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-1653456093476875042</id><updated>2011-11-13T16:40:39.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meats Memoirs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-969001066971638297</id><published>2011-03-27T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T13:47:03.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for the Classics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NdctQmLJA-c/TY-iN0g8KaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/J79Dc17XdFA/s1600/Belgium%2B2004%2B2%2B441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NdctQmLJA-c/TY-iN0g8KaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/J79Dc17XdFA/s320/Belgium%2B2004%2B2%2B441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588864020908878242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VcNv0hicv5o/TY-iNYy7cGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Viyl02itoLA/s1600/Belgium%2B2004%2B2%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VcNv0hicv5o/TY-iNYy7cGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Viyl02itoLA/s320/Belgium%2B2004%2B2%2B004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588864013468135522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 7 years since my visit to the cobbles and it still seems like it was only yesterday. We rode Flanders, and Paris Roubaix the day before each event. The Belgian cobbles were short sections of very steep and slippery stones, that if you did not stay seated, your tires lost traction and you ended up with the embarrassing hike a bike to the top. The French cobbles were punishing in a different way, long straight stretches that you had to turn you big ring and hold on for the ride. I was not much into road racing when I made the trip, I bought my first road bike only three months prior to the trip, and then punished it for 7 days all over Belgium. Hopefully we will go back in the next few years. Need to go to L-B-L and Amstel next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-969001066971638297?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/969001066971638297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2011/03/time-for-classics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/969001066971638297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/969001066971638297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2011/03/time-for-classics.html' title='Time for the Classics'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NdctQmLJA-c/TY-iN0g8KaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/J79Dc17XdFA/s72-c/Belgium%2B2004%2B2%2B441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-4220424130153111311</id><published>2011-02-14T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T19:37:09.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Air and Big Smiles</title><content type='html'>Made it out to Ray's Indoor Mountain Bike Park this weekend and had a blast. Spence, Cheston, and Steve were already on site for three hours when Chasity, Bryan and I rolled in. After registering and renting our Trek Mullets we strapped on the safety gear and rolled out. Bryan immediately hit the hard wood with his shin and got the first blood drawn of the day. After that it was 3 hours of pump track, big jumps and XC fun. Chasity conquered the whole loop and made some laps without dismounting and we had a great time. Definitely will be going back for round two. I will go bigger over the tabletops next time and hopefully get in rhythm to clear all the jumps of the Expert loop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-4220424130153111311?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4220424130153111311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2011/02/big-air-and-big-smiles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/4220424130153111311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/4220424130153111311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2011/02/big-air-and-big-smiles.html' title='Big Air and Big Smiles'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-259374308241947947</id><published>2011-01-25T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T15:13:20.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the saddle again</title><content type='html'>Okay it has been a long time, since then I have shattered my collarbone, had surgery, recovered, gained 12 pounds, started riding and running again, hired a new coach, and lost 5 pounds. Training for 2011 is three weeks in and I am ready to get outside and ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-259374308241947947?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/259374308241947947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-in-saddle-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/259374308241947947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/259374308241947947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-in-saddle-again.html' title='Back in the saddle again'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-5239014362399042933</id><published>2010-07-07T17:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T17:41:32.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/TDUeaVnSE6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/iP2troE-fzw/s1600/shorttrack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/TDUeaVnSE6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/iP2troE-fzw/s320/shorttrack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491328758475527074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it has been over a month since my last post, since then I have switched back to Comp Clyde and competed in the Subaru Cup in that category. I was leading the XC race when my master link came apart on a rock strewn downhill. I dug around in my camel back looking for that master link that is supposed to be in there and it was nowhere to be found. So I pulled the chain out after Bob Phelps passed me and started to run it in. luckily it was my last lap and I only had 2.5 miles to go. I kept looking over my shoulder for any of the other clydes but I did not see any. After coasting down the last section of single track I ran through the finish for second place. Third was still another 3 minutes behind me. On Sunday was the short track and Super D. I was in the last wave of the Cat 2 races  and lined up in the front row for the start of the hurricane of pain. When Don said goooooooooo I new I had to drill it for the first 4-5 laps and stay at the front. I managed to stay in third then fourth spot for the first 4 laps and started to fade a bit. When my teammate Bryan caught and passed me I dug in a little deeper and closed the gap. By this time half of our wave had been pulled form the course because they were about to get lapped and I was fading fast, but managed to finish the entire race and took 1st in my group and 8th overall for my wave. Finally it was time for the Super D. The organizers did away with the Lemans start and were lining us up in waves of 10-12 racers. I got on the bottom of the list and had to line up in row two, not a good place to start when you have a 75 yard sprint to the trail. I lined up behind a fast sprinter and elbowed my way to third just before the woods. The first guy bit it in turn one and was on his back headed for the trees. I kept half wheeling the guy who was now in first but could not get around him in the downhill single track. When I broke out in to double track at the bottom he put in a little attack and had about a 30ft lead. Then as I was making my last ditch effort he looked back and attacked again. We crossed the line with him beating me by .2 seconds. Not a bad weekend of racing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-5239014362399042933?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5239014362399042933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/07/busy-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/5239014362399042933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/5239014362399042933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/07/busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/TDUeaVnSE6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/iP2troE-fzw/s72-c/shorttrack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-2352403098136213800</id><published>2010-06-06T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:05:27.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half a Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/TAwa994GrTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/omj9YQfcUJk/s1600/denzer+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/TAwa994GrTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/omj9YQfcUJk/s320/denzer+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479784498487274802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/TAwa87ffn3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/mE91J_2ogUQ/s1600/denzer+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/TAwa87ffn3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/mE91J_2ogUQ/s320/denzer+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479784480667311986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/TAwa8dk_tCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/t4tWohQfLgw/s1600/denzer+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/TAwa8dk_tCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/t4tWohQfLgw/s320/denzer+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479784472637322274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Sunday, another long ride. Met up with Ryan and Bryan in Denzer and headed out for a three hour ride in southwest Sauk County. We were being circled by ominous clouds all morning but managed to stay dry. Made a pit stop in Plain to check out a possible Brefixt Ride spot but they are not open on Sunday, oh well I guess it is back to Marthas in Lyndon Station. We finished up the ride with a great chicken dinner at the Denzer town Hall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-2352403098136213800?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2352403098136213800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/06/half-chicken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/2352403098136213800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/2352403098136213800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/06/half-chicken.html' title='Half a Chicken'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/TAwa994GrTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/omj9YQfcUJk/s72-c/denzer+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-5467839381590772682</id><published>2010-05-31T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T17:04:39.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Double</title><content type='html'>Wausau, race number three on the WORS schedule. After a ten day rest week I was finally feeling good about riding my bike again and was going to try a new approach to the race. the day started as usual with Monica heading out for the Citizen Youth race. after not seeing her come through the finish and waiting forever I finally saw her in the woods heading our direction. There were three possibilities as to why she was so far back, one-she had a mechanical, two she got off course, or three-she crashed. When she came by I shouted my usual words of encouragement and then I saw the muddy tears and the blood running from her knee to her ankle. Usually the dust and dirt crusts over the wound fast in a mountain bike race, but she was still bleeding. I would like to thank Rick Walls and John Holcomb for getting her to the finish line, after discussing how to get back to the chalet they told her the fastest way was to finish the race, and that she did. When I got her to the first aid we found that her shorts were full of sand and gravel, she had gravel rash from her shin to her hip and a puncture wound to her knee and palm of her hand. She said she cried for about 5 seconds and stopped because someone might see her. She is one tough cookie.&lt;br /&gt;Then Chasity went out and cut 21 minutes off of her time from last year and finished ninth, by this time it was about 90 F out and getting hotter. I decided to take a measured effort to the race this time and not go out so hard at the start. Everything was working as planned as I made my way through the field. I was taking turns working with &lt;a href="http://www.lifeintherustytoolshed.com/"&gt;Russel Jobs&lt;/a&gt; and was feeling good, on the tail end of the second of three laps I got slightly off line in the rocky single track and hit a razor sharp rock that was pointed at me. Psssh there goes the front tire, psssh there goes the back tire. The double flat, as far into the 8 mile lap as I could get. It took me 35 minutes to get back to the finish and register my first and hopefully last DNF for the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-5467839381590772682?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5467839381590772682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/05/double_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/5467839381590772682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/5467839381590772682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/05/double_31.html' title='The Double'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-1865593657231249890</id><published>2010-05-09T06:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T06:22:59.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Double</title><content type='html'>Well the first WORS race of the year was fast and fun as always, I do not think I was mentally or physically ready for it though. After doing the Circut of Sauk road race the day before I did not have enough left in the tank.  I should have just did one race instead of two if I wanted a good result at either, but it is hard to turn down a race that is only 15 minutes away. I think I will try the double again next weekend with &lt;a href="http://www.wicycling.org/media/raceFlyers10/LaRueDenzerLaRue10.pdf"&gt;LDL&lt;/a&gt; Saturday and Rhinelander Sunday, just won't expect great results at either of them. The Wildside Velo team had a great turnout for Iola with 14 racers competing and it was good to reconnect with all the other racers after the winter lay off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-1865593657231249890?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1865593657231249890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/05/double.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/1865593657231249890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/1865593657231249890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/05/double.html' title='The Double'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-4218186891588583461</id><published>2010-04-11T18:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:41:20.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Fine Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S8J5VQtnlbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/QuczWJJXFak/s1600/spring+biking+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S8J5VQtnlbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/QuczWJJXFak/s200/spring+biking+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459059104496981426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S8J5VI6aQ3I/AAAAAAAAAHI/8xpKw3Nc9rs/s1600/spring+biking+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S8J5VI6aQ3I/AAAAAAAAAHI/8xpKw3Nc9rs/s200/spring+biking+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459059102403150706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S8J5UkP6XRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/4WoH6_aDjfU/s1600/spring+biking+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S8J5UkP6XRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/4WoH6_aDjfU/s200/spring+biking+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459059092561222930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S8J5UQ-LhqI/AAAAAAAAAG4/buVzcV0JeWQ/s1600/spring+biking+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S8J5UQ-LhqI/AAAAAAAAAG4/buVzcV0JeWQ/s200/spring+biking+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459059087386576546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got in almost 6 hours of riding this weekend. Saturday was 45 miles and 4000' of elevation. The hills seem a lot bigger at this time of year but riding with the group sure makes it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; more fun. Made it up Freedom, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Denzer&lt;/span&gt;, and a few others before turning back for home, had a party to attend for Dog Boy not smoking for four years. Monica got to ride her boy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Milky way&lt;/span&gt; for 1 1/2 hours, funny how he has bucked five people, but when his girl shows up to ride him he is like a big Lab. Sunday was a nice relaxing tour of the flats around the Muck Farms and Levee road, made it through the Dells and over to Mirror Lake before heading for the barn doors, got a few extra miles in, riding with B-Rad home and then headed back south. Finished up with a mighty fine steak at Outback Steakhouse.&lt;br /&gt;Even though it is early you still have to make a big effort for those stop ahead sign sprints.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-4218186891588583461?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4218186891588583461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-fine-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/4218186891588583461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/4218186891588583461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-fine-weekend.html' title='Another Fine Weekend'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S8J5VQtnlbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/QuczWJJXFak/s72-c/spring+biking+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-178570244418972053</id><published>2010-04-04T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T16:53:06.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Mud on the Tire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S7kmOVURVEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/r-e13qiuqsM/s1600/chitown+and+blue+mounds+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S7kmOVURVEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/r-e13qiuqsM/s200/chitown+and+blue+mounds+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456434451218256962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S7kmONXiO_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Djg0iGxswzk/s1600/chitown+and+blue+mounds+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S7kmONXiO_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Djg0iGxswzk/s200/chitown+and+blue+mounds+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456434449084464114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S7kmNfAT49I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Tk52pxNWsd8/s1600/chitown+and+blue+mounds+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S7kmNfAT49I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Tk52pxNWsd8/s200/chitown+and+blue+mounds+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456434436639024082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S7kmNJ6IzaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HOqouFAgQd4/s1600/Paintball+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S7kmNJ6IzaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HOqouFAgQd4/s200/Paintball+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456434430975987106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days of mountain biking in a row. The Dells trails are open and clear, Brad even had a new trail to deal with the new construction. Saturday we had 6 riders for about 1:30, it started to rain just as we got back to the cars and we finished up with Black Betty and BBQ Pizza at Moosejaw. On Sunday we were going to head out to the Kettles but decided to try Blue Mounds for the first time. Spencer, Chasity, and myself rode the trails while Monica and Julia hiked. Definitely not for the beginner, very technical. We did most of the loops, the only trail we missed was Holy Schist, I guess we had to save something for the next time.  After 2 hours of riding Spencer and I arrived at the car with a few rain drops on our backs, loaded up and headed for the Grumpy Troll in Mount Horeb. Another delicious ending to some delicious trails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-178570244418972053?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/178570244418972053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-mud-on-tire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/178570244418972053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/178570244418972053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-mud-on-tire.html' title='A Little Mud on the Tire'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S7kmOVURVEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/r-e13qiuqsM/s72-c/chitown+and+blue+mounds+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-6826922266609600889</id><published>2010-03-25T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T16:31:15.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in March</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S6vyI801s1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sVCxJfsCSy4/s1600/work+spring+2010+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S6vyI801s1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sVCxJfsCSy4/s320/work+spring+2010+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452718009442743122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kenda and Crank Bros orders arrived today. Not free, but pretty darn cheap through the rider support programs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-6826922266609600889?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6826922266609600889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/03/christmas-in-march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/6826922266609600889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/6826922266609600889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/03/christmas-in-march.html' title='Christmas in March'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S6vyI801s1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sVCxJfsCSy4/s72-c/work+spring+2010+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-8213155139661460478</id><published>2010-03-24T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T18:19:30.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while.</title><content type='html'>Finished the Shamrock Shuffle with Bryan in record time for me this year. Also ran with Chris Pitts and Chris Lemke. Legs were sore for three days. The Tuesday night rides have begun. They are not the leg burners that will be coming in the next month but they are a lot of fun. Monica has her new ride put together and went for her first ride of the year tonight. Can't wait until we start hitting the mountain bike trails&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-8213155139661460478?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8213155139661460478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/03/been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/8213155139661460478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/8213155139661460478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/03/been-while.html' title='Been a while.'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-2383374029546491151</id><published>2010-02-22T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T16:53:25.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the basement</title><content type='html'>Been spending time with the mill and the trainer in the basement, and trying to line up new sponsors for the team. We scored another local bar, Captain Bradys' Showboat Saloon and Kenda has  the team on the Rider Support Program for 2010. Moosejaw Pizza and Dells Brewing Company are still on board. Mark has been supporting the team since he owned Pump House Brewery, that makes this year number 12 for him and his business. Pete and the guys at Wildside Adventure Store are title sponsors again  and we hope to win more shiny plaques to hang in the shop this year.&lt;br /&gt;So far I am ahead in my training from last year. The watts are up and the weight is down, unfortunately I am still a clyde. Have two more months of hard work before I stop worrying about the weight and focus more on the racing. Signed up for my first event, 10K Shamrock Shuffle, still up in the air about Berry Roubaix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-2383374029546491151?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2383374029546491151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-basement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/2383374029546491151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/2383374029546491151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-basement.html' title='In the basement'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-8229896783629472138</id><published>2010-01-17T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T16:09:19.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shot Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S1OmauuBg2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/vzg-HkrZHbc/s1600-h/Winter+road+ride+2010+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S1OmauuBg2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/vzg-HkrZHbc/s200/Winter+road+ride+2010+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427864954059457378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S1OmFikEELI/AAAAAAAAAGA/1IhO1mN6ZOI/s1600-h/Winter+road+ride+2010+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S1OmFikEELI/AAAAAAAAAGA/1IhO1mN6ZOI/s200/Winter+road+ride+2010+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427864590019203250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S1OmFJfRAII/AAAAAAAAAF4/YdBIxbfNOos/s1600-h/Winter+road+ride+2010+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S1OmFJfRAII/AAAAAAAAAF4/YdBIxbfNOos/s200/Winter+road+ride+2010+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427864583288193154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S1OmEkScQhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0pcSjFO4OnE/s1600-h/Winter+road+ride+2010+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S1OmEkScQhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0pcSjFO4OnE/s200/Winter+road+ride+2010+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427864573302293010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first real road ride of the year and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; can feel it in the legs. Managed to get three full hours in and see a bit of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sauk&lt;/span&gt; County country side. I have been offered a shot during rides before but this was a first for a non pub crawl ride. We were about 5-6 miles from finishing up at the &lt;a href="http://burythecat.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Krayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; when some nice fella stuck his head out of the door of a bar and yelled " do you want a shot of peppermint?" I think he was kind of shocked when we all turned around and said "heck yeah". He proceeded to get a bottle of peppermint &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;schnapps&lt;/span&gt; and glasses. He was just as equally surprised to find out that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lycra&lt;/span&gt; clad bike riders Ryan and Lisa were his neighbors. What a great ride, I hope offers of food and beverage keep coming as we pass through the little towns and villages of the state this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-8229896783629472138?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8229896783629472138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/01/shot-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/8229896783629472138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/8229896783629472138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/01/shot-time.html' title='Shot Time'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S1OmauuBg2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/vzg-HkrZHbc/s72-c/Winter+road+ride+2010+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-1635419224837717295</id><published>2010-01-10T17:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T18:05:24.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S0qFTPCWIQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/5nDji9GD6vo/s1600-h/Winter+MTB+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S0qFTPCWIQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/5nDji9GD6vo/s320/Winter+MTB+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425295266621563138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S0qElQMkxjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/C1I2RkRx6-k/s1600-h/Winter+MTB+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S0qElQMkxjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/C1I2RkRx6-k/s320/Winter+MTB+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425294476658918962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the second Sunday in a row I have ventured out on the snowmobile trails of Sauk County. We start at the Krayer's and ride from their home in Denzer to the trail that is just down the road. The first week it was through Leland and west of there. This rout had a fair amount of elevation change and we ended up on a high ridge overlooking the Leland area. This week it was towards Sauk City and the recent snow made for a lot of work, this ride was a bit harder than week one. We would hit areas that were drifted over and not as packed in as the rest and the bikes and riders had a hard time negotiating the trail. We only cover about 7-8 miles of trail each way so we do not get a lot of mileage but it is made up in effort. We have started sprinting for the stop ahead signs just like our summer road rides but you can't get much of a sprint on with 10lbs of air in the tires and three inches of fresh snow. It has been a blast and reminds me of the days in Houghton/Hancock of riding &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S0qFSuLSG2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/38Fp6r8hV8Y/s1600-h/Winter+MTB+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S0qFSuLSG2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/38Fp6r8hV8Y/s320/Winter+MTB+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425295257800678242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S0qE2RRA37I/AAAAAAAAAFY/0gd2g5ht-g8/s1600-h/Winter+MTB+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S0qE2RRA37I/AAAAAAAAAFY/0gd2g5ht-g8/s320/Winter+MTB+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425294769003749298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on the trails with Matt and Jeff. Oh to be a college student with not much in the way of responsibilities again. The local people on there snow machines have given mixed but slightly positive reactions. No one has yelled but the waves or thumbs up are outranked by no response 10-1. Hopefully we will be back out again on Sunday, it beats the heck out of the basement trainer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-1635419224837717295?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1635419224837717295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-biking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/1635419224837717295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/1635419224837717295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-biking.html' title='Snow biking'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/S0qFTPCWIQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/5nDji9GD6vo/s72-c/Winter+MTB+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-4834522252637362117</id><published>2010-01-01T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T18:48:27.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ringing in the new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/Sz6zvcikiMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QcrStDjIDDo/s1600-h/New+Years+Day+Ride+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/Sz6zvcikiMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QcrStDjIDDo/s320/New+Years+Day+Ride+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421968629097072834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The annual New Years Day ride was a pleasant 15 mile ride on the snow covered roads today. It was a small turnout this year compared to last, but the weather always plays a roll in the amount of people that show up. If the temp is below 20 it cuts the number in half just by itself. The eight of us ventured out at 2:00 p.m. sharp and road for about an hour. It seems that every year we have grand plans to ride every weekend in the winter, we will see what happens on Sunday when we are supposed to hit the Sauk County snowmobile trails.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/Sz6zu7oEldI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OQYqjkMagss/s1600-h/New+Years+Day+Ride+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/Sz6zu7oEldI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OQYqjkMagss/s320/New+Years+Day+Ride+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421968620261774802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-4834522252637362117?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4834522252637362117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/01/ringing-in-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/4834522252637362117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/4834522252637362117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/01/ringing-in-new-year.html' title='Ringing in the new year'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/Sz6zvcikiMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QcrStDjIDDo/s72-c/New+Years+Day+Ride+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-7151115741320864573</id><published>2009-12-26T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T09:10:24.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it begins</title><content type='html'>Last year on this very day I weighed in at 232lbs. After a lot of mediocre work I whittled myself down to a svelte 206 by the time I raced Ore to Shore. Well after a six week hiatus from the bike I started running yesterday and rode the trainer today. After scaling myself this morning I have gained 6 pounds since the Iceman Cometh. Now the challenge is to get carving the fat and get down under 200 for the 2010 racing campaign. Looks like all our sponsors will be back again next season and we are hoping to pick up a few more. Still trying to convince Pete that Spencer needs every other Sunday off for the WORS series, we will see what happens. So now the work begins on the bike and off the bike to be a better rider. Hope to see you at the New Years Day Ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-7151115741320864573?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7151115741320864573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-so-it-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/7151115741320864573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/7151115741320864573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-6263251969395930209</id><published>2009-12-06T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:18:38.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The rest period</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SxxlNPWspFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Z8r86-neFjQ/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SxxlNPWspFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Z8r86-neFjQ/s400/Thanksgiving+2009+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412312130326930514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/Sxxk6h06eMI/AAAAAAAAAEo/42t_1hOrYy4/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2009+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/Sxxk6h06eMI/AAAAAAAAAEo/42t_1hOrYy4/s200/Thanksgiving+2009+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412311808867989698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have not been on the bike since Iceman and it feels good. It was strange taking the roof-rack off the car for the drive to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Muskegon&lt;/span&gt; for Thanksgiving, but it did improve gas mileage to 33.9 mpg for the trip. Its funny how I drive like I race, the car has real time gas mileage updates, so I always stay in the draft of larger vehicles until the very last moment before the pass. Had a great time with friends and family, had the best &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Grand-Haven-MI/Great-Lakes-Chili-Dogs/117862064907"&gt;Chili Dogs&lt;/a&gt; ever, and drank more beer in three days then I did all year.  Looking forward to just doing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;maintenance&lt;/span&gt; on the bikes in the next couple of weeks then back to the trainer and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DVDs&lt;/span&gt; of past pro races or college basketball. Hope to lose another 20 pounds over the winter like last year. Heck the way work is looking I may have a lot of time on my hands. Our team dinner is next weekend and hopefully we will be able to ride the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MTB&lt;/span&gt; trails in the Dells before tearing into the &lt;a href="http://www.dellsmoosejaw.com/"&gt;worlds best pizza and beer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SxxlX6lyP1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/icO26faqW7o/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SxxlX6lyP1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/icO26faqW7o/s200/Thanksgiving+2009+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412312313731628882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good birthday weekend. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Watched&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Alma&lt;/span&gt; Mater get spanked by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Budgers&lt;/span&gt;, and enjoyed some delicious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;PBR&lt;/span&gt; afterwards with Niki, Bryan, and Chasity. Got up the next morning and went to help &lt;a href="http://burythecat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ryan &lt;/a&gt;just in time for him to be done cutting wood for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-6263251969395930209?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6263251969395930209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/12/rest-period.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/6263251969395930209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/6263251969395930209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/12/rest-period.html' title='The rest period'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SxxlNPWspFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Z8r86-neFjQ/s72-c/Thanksgiving+2009+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-6070559562992197844</id><published>2009-11-08T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:44:08.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iceman and Chron's Cometh</title><content type='html'>What a great race, all you Iceman haters and naysayers can take a step back, no other point to point race that I have done has been this interesting or had single-track, yeah it had some sand but it also had character.  The start was somewhat relaxed and I sat fourth wheel trying to do no work and just sit in. The guy in first attacked as soon as we hit the trail and steadily built his lead. Okay so I am probably not going to win but maybe I can be top five. I sat and went with every move the now three guys in front of me made. I remember a guy at the start telling me that the last 6-7 miles have lots of climbs and to pace myself for it.  I just tried to ride my race and then to my surprise single track, this is awesome 4000 racers and single track? Well it was a little clogged up so I just started yelling left, left, left, and they all moved over and let me through. By this point we must have been at about the 4-5 mile mark and I looked around an there were only five of us from my age group within sight. When we hit about the 10 mile mark the attacks from the small group started and I got left behind and now figured I could be top ten. I started passing people laying all over the trail, people shedding winter riding gear, cramped up, or just hanging out eating. This is were it kinda got weird, I was passing people who started over an hour ahead of me. People with huge backpacks with food and clothes and tools, people with baskets on their bikes full of who knows what, and the weirdest was a guy with a big bag of dog food strapped to his back. When the hills started coming in waves in the last five miles I started to get passed by a few age groupers and was struggling, with 2 to go I could see that the barn doors were open and wanted to head for home. Made a few age group passes in the last mile and stood and hammered the last two climbs to finish 10th in age group out of 150.  Not bad for having my first bout with the old Chron's Disease of the year this weekend, almost made it the whole racing season but it popped up Thursday. The &lt;a href="http://lifeintherustytoolshed.blogspot.com"&gt;Shedmaster&lt;/a&gt; was there to high five me in the finishing chute, and &lt;a href="http://deathbypedal.blogspot.com"&gt;Cupcake&lt;/a&gt; won his age group along with some cash to take home.&lt;br /&gt;Chasity had a good race. No cramping or crashing. After not riding her bike since the middle of Sept she decided to do the race anyway and had a great time. Ended up 24 out of about 50 and thought it was a great event also. We will definitely be back, but will have to make it a four day weekend next time instead of three so we can enjoy the great scene at the finish and have some delicious beer and pizza.&lt;br /&gt; It was great to be back home in MI and see some friendly faces from WORS and the hometown of Muskegon. Greg and Jen hope to see you at O2S next year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-6070559562992197844?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6070559562992197844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/11/iceman-and-chrons-cometh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/6070559562992197844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/6070559562992197844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/11/iceman-and-chrons-cometh.html' title='Iceman and Chron&apos;s Cometh'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-4973241718783026418</id><published>2009-10-26T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T16:38:31.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper or plastic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SuYyycYEi3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/s2IghlNJHLU/s1600-h/CamRock+10-18-2009+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SuYyycYEi3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/s2IghlNJHLU/s320/CamRock+10-18-2009+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397057045642120050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the banquet is done the season should be over, but with a few more cross races to go and the Iceman in two weeks there is a lot of racing yet to be finished. I have wanted to attend this race for awhile now and am happy to have the chance to represent WI in my home state of MI. Even though I will always be a wolverine, I hope WI does well and wish all my fellow WORS racers luck at the race. So I have been vacillating over the idea of racing the resurrected Comp Clyde class next year or to continue on my goal of not being a clyde anymore.  I think I will shoot for 190lbs and see what spring brings hopefully it won't be as hard of a choice as paper or plastic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-4973241718783026418?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4973241718783026418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/10/paper-or-plastic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/4973241718783026418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/4973241718783026418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/10/paper-or-plastic.html' title='Paper or plastic'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SuYyycYEi3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/s2IghlNJHLU/s72-c/CamRock+10-18-2009+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-3849825908866743336</id><published>2009-10-17T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T17:10:12.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My pink bike was cooler than yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/StpcNXaeDnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PgZfj9NdqJM/s1600-h/paperboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/StpcNXaeDnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PgZfj9NdqJM/s400/paperboys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393724888422682226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy riding, racing, and working. First of all another season of WORS is in the bag. Sheboygan is always a great way to finish the series. I made it up the equalizer every lap except the first when a guy decided to dismount half way up, and through me off my line. They were out of cash by the time I made it around for the second lap. It felt like I was having a good race until the last lap when I felt like I was going to puke any moment. Maybe I should not have chugged the rest of that Coors Light at the top of the climb. Spencer raced Comp and finishd16th overall, not bad for his first mountain bike race.  I fell to 4th in the overall standings for my age group, which is more than I had expected for the year. The only goal not met this year was to finish in the top 5 in my age group at one of the races 6th was as close as I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news Chasity and I will be going to the Iceman to represent WI in the Midwest Regional Championships. We both qualified second in our age class, Chasity for beginner and myself in sport, but both first place racers declined the spot.  The Fraziers will also be attending since Niki also got a spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross season is keeping me busy racing. This weekend is Verona and then Cam-Rock. Verona was tough today, lots of climbing in my opinion. Had a horrible start and worked my way up to mid pack again. Hopefully Cam-Rock will be better. I have been forgetting my camera for the races and rides so I dug up this photo of the local paperboys from 86-87 I had a pink bike before it was cool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-3849825908866743336?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3849825908866743336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-pink-bike-was-cooler-than-yours.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/3849825908866743336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/3849825908866743336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-pink-bike-was-cooler-than-yours.html' title='My pink bike was cooler than yours'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/StpcNXaeDnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PgZfj9NdqJM/s72-c/paperboys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-4443309160052471191</id><published>2009-09-27T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T15:51:19.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross has begun</title><content type='html'>The first foray into running and riding the bike was great fun this weekend. The CX race in Sun Prairie was made into a U.S. Grand Prix national event. Two days of tight twisty sprints through Angel Park, I was planning on only racing on Sat but after racing like a wuss I decided to go back for more on Sun. On Sat I started in 58 and finished 56 out of 108 riders. I t was muddy and slick and I was not very aggressive, so I figured I better try again the next day. On the other end of the spectrum Spencer started dead last in the race and finished fourth, just off the podium, and Bryan finished 17th. Sunday started out much drier and with a few changes to the course that I really liked. Since I did not preregister I started in the last row of 100 or so riders, I made it through half the pack in the first three corners and settled in to recover a bit, after that I only was able to pick off a couple of riders per lap and could not make a dent in the group just ahead of me. So I finished 56th again even though I rode much harder and attacked as much as I could. Spencer got on the podium with a third place finish and Bryan finished 33rd. All in all it was a good weekend for me, I wasn't last and I did not get pulled from my first national event. It was fun to see old friends and to watch the international field of pros tearing it up around the course. Jerry Long flew in from Idaho for the weekend and rode well, &lt;a href="http://burythecat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ryan&lt;/a&gt; and Lisa were not able to race Sat due to illness but had a strong showing Sun.&lt;br /&gt;On another note there is a possibility of me and Chasity getting in to the Iceman in Kalkaska MI for the Midwest Championships, cross your fingers we wont know for a couple of weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-4443309160052471191?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4443309160052471191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/09/cross-has-begun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/4443309160052471191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/4443309160052471191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/09/cross-has-begun.html' title='Cross has begun'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-2065420998610903651</id><published>2009-09-14T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:46:14.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is here....</title><content type='html'>in more ways than one, falling leaves in the yard, falling in the standings, falling further behind in the training.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Treadfest&lt;/span&gt; was great, just as fun and fast as I remembered. I did not see the chipmunk that got squashed but I still can hear the screams of pain as people were cramping up on such a hot day. I chose to not go out hard and just enjoy the trails, I have cramped up and blown up at the last couple of races and did not want to do it again this weekend. The plan worked even after spending Saturday night at a wedding reception (congrats Dani and Roger). Still looking forward to Sun Prairie in two weeks, maybe that will get me back in the mood to go fast, or at least try to go fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-2065420998610903651?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2065420998610903651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/09/fall-is-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/2065420998610903651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/2065420998610903651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/09/fall-is-here.html' title='Fall is here....'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-4656734566917894413</id><published>2009-09-08T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:31:53.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kettles</title><content type='html'>On Sunday we spent a wonderful day at the Kettles. Monica rode 9 miles of the blue loop and only got off her bike a few times, she did some awesome riding. At the connector trail Monica and I headed back to the parking lot while the rest of the group rode on. Monica waited for me in the parking lot while I did the red, white, orange, and purple loops. I would ride for twenty minutes and stop back and check on her over and over. Chasity came back and Bryan and I headed out for one last 7 mile loop. Almost four hours and over 35 miles of single track.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I decided to get the cross bike tuned up for Sept 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. To my dismay the chain was toast, so I called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wildside&lt;/span&gt; to see if they had any Campy ten speed chains. Brian said "No" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; there has been a shortage of Campy chains in the U.S. this year. He informed me that a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SRAM&lt;/span&gt; chain should work and luckily I had a spare in the basement. It worked OK and I headed of to Devils Lake. Need a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;adjustments&lt;/span&gt; but I am looking forward to Sun Prairie. See yall at Treadfest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-4656734566917894413?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4656734566917894413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/09/kettles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/4656734566917894413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/4656734566917894413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/09/kettles.html' title='Kettles'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-6733521162922674375</id><published>2009-09-01T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:03:33.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks and legs can be deciving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/Sp22Q1COEtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UYty6EP6qGA/s1600-h/hill11_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/Sp22Q1COEtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UYty6EP6qGA/s320/hill11_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376653930380792530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cracked, like an egg. I felt so good and was riding so well, never pulled, never attacked, just sat in at the front. First lap 45 min, this is awesome, do not do any work. Second lap 50 min, wow I am going to crack the top 40 overall maybe 5th in age group, do not do any work. Third lap man this is getting hard, why can't I turn my peddles, and did 20 people just pass me? Oh man I just need to finish, I will check my computer and see how much farther. 6 MILES!!. Okay pull over take a breather and some water, you can finish, but do not do any work if possible. Was that Russel Jobs who just smacked me on my ass, this is bad. There's the finish and two more lost spots. I am done. Smoked Meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the people in the picture eventually caught me and passed me. Looks can be deceiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-6733521162922674375?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6733521162922674375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/09/looks-and-legs-can-be-deciving.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/6733521162922674375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/6733521162922674375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/09/looks-and-legs-can-be-deciving.html' title='Looks and legs can be deciving.'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/Sp22Q1COEtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UYty6EP6qGA/s72-c/hill11_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-839698546655661967</id><published>2009-08-29T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T09:44:21.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Throwing it all away</title><content type='html'>Well I hurt me back on Monday, could barley walk when I got home. Lots of ice, heat, and rest and I am feeling a lot better. I was pretty bummed and cranky on Monday, thought the rest of the season had to be written off. Met up with the Sharks for a road ride this morning and I felt ok, wanted to ride for one hour and see how it felt before racing tomorrow. Everything went well and I will be in Saumico on Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-839698546655661967?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/839698546655661967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/08/throwing-it-all-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/839698546655661967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/839698546655661967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/08/throwing-it-all-away.html' title='Throwing it all away'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-8407930536085965653</id><published>2009-08-23T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:56:53.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dairy Air</title><content type='html'>I really enjoy riding in the farmlands of Suak County, but sometimes the smell of fresh manure can really be gut wrenching. We caught a pretty good whiff of it on Irish valley Rd on Sat. Other than that it was a beautiful weekend for riding. I went over to the Krayers in Denzer on Saturday to ride with them and the Fraziers, unfortunately Ryan was on call and the phone rang just as he was getting his stuff ready for the ride. We had to ride without him towards Spring Green and back up to Plain. The brat stand was a wonderful sight to see in Plain, being that this was one of the first rides I have ever brought money with me, I had a delicious sausage in a bun. Sunday brought the second ride of the weekend with a trip to the Railroad Inn in North Freedom on the Brefixt ride. We once again had a large diverse group with three first time brefixters.  The Peariso's came down and a guy named Mike from Adams showed up, the ride is gaining notoriety. The breakfast was great but the ride, company, and views were even better. Unfortunately Chasity did not make the ride because of a bachelorette party. Looking forward to the next WORS race and started our party checklist for cross season with Brian and Niki. Afro wig, boom box, Schlitz, foam finger, Belgian flag... feel free to add to the list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-8407930536085965653?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8407930536085965653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/08/dairy-air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/8407930536085965653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/8407930536085965653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/08/dairy-air.html' title='The Dairy Air'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-3787116180478542144</id><published>2009-08-12T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T18:07:44.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2:59:59</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoNmYTkLzBI/AAAAAAAAADY/sp9mHNJ4Acc/s1600-h/O2S+8-8-2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoNmYTkLzBI/AAAAAAAAADY/sp9mHNJ4Acc/s320/O2S+8-8-2009+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369247748510698514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoNmTCsXMhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/tas_OxZgIBc/s1600-h/O2S+8-8-2009+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoNmTCsXMhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/tas_OxZgIBc/s320/O2S+8-8-2009+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369247658082251282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal this year was three hours. At 2:59:59 I crossed the line bloodied, bruised, and dirty, but I did it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;putting&lt;/span&gt; your head down for a split second can have disastrous results. At about the 20 mile mark I was working with two other guys when after my pull I found myself getting dropped. Looked down to take a few hard pedal strokes to catch on and then I was in the back of them. That awful sound of tire on tire and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bam&lt;/span&gt; my head and shoulder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;augering&lt;/span&gt; into the gravel road. Nobody wants to be that guy, luckily I did not take any of the others down with me. I sat for a few dazed seconds and then I was back on and chasing the group I just crashed out of. After drilling it and not gaining I started to get caught from behind. It was nice to see Rick Walls and Russel Jobs just catching me at Misery Hill. We rode together until the road climb and I was off. I could see Rick and Russel sitting up to let me catch on but I just couldn't bridge on the climb. Then I was alone picking off a few riders on the way to the finish. I kept calculating in my head how fast I needed to keep driving to get to the finish in 3 hours but with 2 miles to go the cramps set in and I did not think I would make it. As the seconds ticked down a guy on a single speed came by me and pulled me to the line. Thank you whoever you were 2:59:59.  103rd overall.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great weekend Chasity and Niki rode the Soft Rock and had a good race, Brian finished somewhere in the top 75 on his first attempt at the Hard Rock. Lisa and &lt;a href="http://burythecat.blogspot.com"&gt;Ryan&lt;/a&gt; made the podium in the Hard Rock and Terry had a great first attempt at 156 overall. It was cool to see Monica do the Junior Rock for the first time, there were over 120 kids participating.&lt;br /&gt;Next year top 100 for sure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-3787116180478542144?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3787116180478542144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/08/25959.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/3787116180478542144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/3787116180478542144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/08/25959.html' title='2:59:59'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoNmYTkLzBI/AAAAAAAAADY/sp9mHNJ4Acc/s72-c/O2S+8-8-2009+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-5315359673084395996</id><published>2009-07-26T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T18:06:28.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain go away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/Smz9T3FDrRI/AAAAAAAAADI/sTKMetRZryM/s1600-h/Spring+Green+Bridge+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362939773935922450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/Smz9T3FDrRI/AAAAAAAAADI/sTKMetRZryM/s320/Spring+Green+Bridge+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/Smz9A1r9mYI/AAAAAAAAADA/8D9x5VZ98O0/s1600-h/Spring+Green+Bridge+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362939447144716674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/Smz9A1r9mYI/AAAAAAAAADA/8D9x5VZ98O0/s320/Spring+Green+Bridge+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it did. Thursday at Devils Head was almost washed out but the last storm stayed to the south and we got almost 2 hours of riding in. Chasity is riding out there twice a week and getting faster every week. It was a small turnout due to the weather but I got to ride with a World Champ and a Texan. Thanks to Terry, Cody, and Kurt for the work they have been doing on the trails, they would be un-ridable without you.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was another fine Brefixt ride. We had 12 riders this time which seems to be about average. The route took us into Loganville to the Upfront Cafe. Everything seemed fine until after 1:45 we started to wonder where our food was. I tried to cancel my order and just grab something from the Cenex but they "just put it on the grill, and they could make it to go". WTF, at least the company was good and it was a beautiful day to be on the bike &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-5315359673084395996?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5315359673084395996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/07/rain-rain-go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/5315359673084395996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/5315359673084395996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/07/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain Rain go away...'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/Smz9T3FDrRI/AAAAAAAAADI/sTKMetRZryM/s72-c/Spring+Green+Bridge+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-8104380342556166080</id><published>2009-07-20T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:07:33.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goundhogs Day</title><content type='html'>A grassy ski hill? I never have liked Sunburst and I never will. Since I will miss race number 7 I felt compelled to go to Westbend and race on a freshly mowed hill. Niki said it best, "it feels like that movie Groundhogs Day when you are out in the fields".  I had a terrible start ( fell to fifth overall so no call-up) after Don said gooooooo a guy flatted at the front and as he was trying to get out of the way the rider behind him into him and then I hit him, 12-15 people go by us and the chase is on. I only managed to pass 4-5 people before the single track climb and got stuck in the traffic. Oh well I did what I could from there and worked my way forward as best I could. The top 30 still remains elusive to me, it seems like 3 minutes is not that long but when you stand in one spot and wait for another person for three minutes it is an eternity. I will keep driving and striving and going for speed. The main goal this year is Ore to Shore, hoping to get close to the three hour mark. Last time I did the race (2005) my time was 3:23.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-8104380342556166080?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8104380342556166080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/07/goundhogs-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/8104380342556166080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/8104380342556166080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/07/goundhogs-day.html' title='Goundhogs Day'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-4300712345500631277</id><published>2009-07-06T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T18:11:50.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Up</title><content type='html'>This race course is AWESOME.  I finally have enough points to get a call up to the starting line. So I am sitting there wondering what I should do, go all out and try to win the race to the single track or sit third wheel and let someone else do the work. Well the adrenaline was pumping and I took off for the lead. That was dumb, I made it to the grassy field still at the front but by the time we hit the first section of twisty stuff I was in fourth. I tried to recover for a bit and lost some ground. By this time I was maybe in tenth. I felt really good and kept hammering every time we  hit the double track. Thanks to Chasity,Brian, Niki, Terry, Mark, John, and various other people on the course it seemed like I had a fan at every section of the trail yelling "GO MEAT". It was awesome. Then mile number 21 of 24 hit me like a ton of bricks, the legs started to lock up and then I dropped my chain. I think maybe 10-12 people passed me, there went my hopes of my first top 40 overall in Comp. I did manage to get back four of those spots including one in my age group in the finishing sprint. Ended up 8th in age group and 41st overall. I guess I just need to get faster. Oh yeah the citizen racers were piled up like cord wood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-4300712345500631277?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4300712345500631277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/07/call-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/4300712345500631277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/4300712345500631277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/07/call-up.html' title='Call Up'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-282621037957466396</id><published>2009-07-02T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:17:49.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They are stacked up like cord wood</title><content type='html'>The Firecracker is in three days now. I remember watching the Citizen race a few years ago as they started the single-track. They kept falling of the edge of an off-camber downhill turn and piling up on each other. Ryan said "they look like they are stacked up like cord wood". I fell pretty good after my rest week, but I am sure I will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; with my results Sunday. You just never know how the legs will react. Devils Head was awesome tonight no dust, tacky, nice and cool outside, sure am glad the trails are open again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-282621037957466396?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/282621037957466396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-are-stacked-up-like-cord-wood.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/282621037957466396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/282621037957466396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-are-stacked-up-like-cord-wood.html' title='They are stacked up like cord wood'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-7548203546955339085</id><published>2009-06-29T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:35:05.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SklPHEUk_rI/AAAAAAAAACY/CKecs3wJO4Q/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SklPHEUk_rI/AAAAAAAAACY/CKecs3wJO4Q/s320/scan0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352896614944276146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SklORsmEXvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2VPyaHPpvcA/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SklORsmEXvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2VPyaHPpvcA/s320/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352895698042117874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess since I finished second in the Super D I will count that as a top ten finish. At least I did not have to wait as long for this haircut as I did for my very first one (3 years). That would not look good on me now and it is debatable if it looked good in 1975.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No these are not pictures of my sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-7548203546955339085?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7548203546955339085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-for-haircut.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/7548203546955339085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/7548203546955339085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-for-haircut.html' title='Time for a haircut'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SklPHEUk_rI/AAAAAAAAACY/CKecs3wJO4Q/s72-c/scan0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-8575911750472265849</id><published>2009-06-28T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T18:24:22.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stage Race Madness</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a few weeks since the last post. We had a lovely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brefixt&lt;/span&gt; ride with about 20 people in attendance. Most people still have not mastered the slow pace yet, but it was a great meal at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Martha's&lt;/span&gt; in Lyndon Station. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WORS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Suburu&lt;/span&gt; Cup Stage Race was pretty fun, I went in to Saturday feeling good about my chances but my legs just did not respond for the cross-country race, I felt like I was stuck in reverse and grinding all day. Sunday was the Super D and short track. After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-riding the Super D I was really excited for that event, 65% downhill with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Le Mans&lt;/span&gt; start, whats not to love? I was sprinting for my bike when two guys crossed over in front of me and ran into each other, then as I reached for my bike some guy started yelling at another  "you have my bike" and "bring me my bike back", through the chaos I made it into the woods in fourth place. Jesse Bell was second wheel and I could see he was being held up. I made it into third in the bottom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;single track&lt;/span&gt; and then second place bobbled and then I tried to catch Jesse. After he got the lead he was gone but I did mange my first (and probably last) podium of the year. I was feeling great after the Super D so I thought I might be able to hang in the Short Track. Don said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;GOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; and I was in reverse again. 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, Ryan kept yelling at me  "STAND UP MEAT" , finally the legs kicked in and I was in 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and then it was over.  Not bad for the weekend I finished in a three way tie for 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; overall in my age group. On to the Firecracker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-8575911750472265849?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8575911750472265849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/06/stage-race-madness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/8575911750472265849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/8575911750472265849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/06/stage-race-madness.html' title='Stage Race Madness'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-7045603224314536225</id><published>2009-06-10T14:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T14:59:00.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wausau</title><content type='html'>Another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WORS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; race in the bag, even with all the rain it did not turn out to be very muddy. It was more of a slime on top of the rocks than anything else. The Small Block Eights hooked up real well and I managed to stay upright the whole race. The trails at Nine Mile are awesome flowing single track,  gravel double track, and some fire road thrown in to keep the pace high. I was able to catch up in the single track but would get left behind when we hit the big ring stuff.  Times are improving and I am getting closer to the top, hopefully I can pull off a top five finish in my age group soon. I told Ryan I wouldn't cut my hair until I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-7045603224314536225?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7045603224314536225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/06/wausau.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/7045603224314536225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/7045603224314536225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/06/wausau.html' title='Wausau'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-6870013544128816164</id><published>2009-05-30T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T06:03:25.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SiEujttTCDI/AAAAAAAAACI/Qe8tVz8ThNE/s1600-h/Grad+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SiEujttTCDI/AAAAAAAAACI/Qe8tVz8ThNE/s320/Grad+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341601824138004530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last week or so has gone by darn fast, almost as fast as the last 17 years. Julia is now a High School Grad. Congratulations, honor grad we are proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some great rides over the Memorial Day weekend. First was the newly started Brefixt Ride, a nice easy ride for all abilities finished off with brefixt at the Rail Road Inn in North Freedom. I still can not believe Brad ate the whole 1x6 breakfast, next time he has to try the 2x6. The next day was the fifth annual Meats Memorable Memorial Day Ride. We ride from Baraboo to Wisc Dells and then follow the river along Cty O to Paquette Park in Portage. After fighting a head wind and a refueling with the Tahitian Treat we headed back to Baraboo and finished up with a total of 58 miles. Ryan continued on so he could get a century in, it must be hard to squeeze in 17 hours of riding per week. There was a good turnout for both days and a grand time was had by all. Rhinelander is off our schedule this year but we will be at Wausau for the Bing Ring. Hope to see you there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-6870013544128816164?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6870013544128816164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/6870013544128816164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/6870013544128816164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SiEujttTCDI/AAAAAAAAACI/Qe8tVz8ThNE/s72-c/Grad+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-3760993279205896852</id><published>2009-05-18T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:14:01.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iola I-O-L-A Iooolaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/ShIVMh6wUMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vxVRTUyaN38/s1600-h/P1040972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/ShIVMh6wUMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vxVRTUyaN38/s200/P1040972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337351813394878658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/ShIUwfdBpJI/AAAAAAAAABY/APiP3S1x7GU/s1600-h/P1050012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/ShIUwfdBpJI/AAAAAAAAABY/APiP3S1x7GU/s200/P1050012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337351331696977042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a spectacular day. I really like riding my mountain bike with my friends and family. You know that feeling of a warm soft blanket right out of the dryer, that is how it makes me feel. Is it the total beat down of my body at the end, the smell of the pine needles, the flow of the single track, or all of the above? Whatever it is I like it.  Why is it that I am always later than I want to be? It would be nice to be on time and be able to relax before the first race of the day, but as usual it was a mad dash to get Monica and Chasity registered and ready to race.  I had my numbers on my tires aired up, and was just about to get dressed but something was just not right. I had forgot to register myself to race.  As always the start was like being shot out of cannon except I was just the packing as the projectile launched out ahead of me. I slowly worked my way back up through the pack and found a guy in my age group that I was pretty evenly matched with. We kept moving forward every lap, and it felt really good to keep catching people instead of being passed. In the end I beat my time from last year by almost twenty minutes. On another note congrats to everyone else on the team Monica, Chasity, Niki, Lisa, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Helmy&lt;/span&gt;, Brad, Todd, &lt;a href="http://www.burythecat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ryan&lt;/a&gt;, Jordan, Zack, Kyle, Bryan, and Kurt. Thanks to Julia for taking the photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-3760993279205896852?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3760993279205896852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/05/iola-i-o-l-iooolaaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/3760993279205896852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/3760993279205896852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/05/iola-i-o-l-iooolaaaa.html' title='Iola I-O-L-A Iooolaaaa'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/ShIVMh6wUMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vxVRTUyaN38/s72-c/P1040972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-5942708625513991899</id><published>2009-05-16T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T14:17:12.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Larue Denzer Larue</title><content type='html'>Another fine day of road racing. I decided to try the double again, racing today and again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Iola&lt;/span&gt;. The last time I did this, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Iola&lt;/span&gt; was not very fun for me, but I have a lot more miles in my legs than last time and I did not blow my self up today.  The new road race was a killer with over 2300' of climbing in 32 miles. I managed to stay on for the first mile or so and then we hit Freedom road and started climbing. I watched my zones and stayed were I needed to stay as the main group rode away. A small pack of us formed and stayed together most of the race until the final climb up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Denzer&lt;/span&gt; Rd. I did not have anyone catching me and no-one ahead I could catch, so I started my cool down on the way back into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Larue&lt;/span&gt;. We will see what happens at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Iola&lt;/span&gt;, hopefully I do not fall flat on my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-5942708625513991899?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5942708625513991899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/05/larue-denzer-larue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/5942708625513991899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/5942708625513991899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/05/larue-denzer-larue.html' title='Larue Denzer Larue'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-720625564757795368</id><published>2009-05-06T17:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T17:37:48.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Circuit of Sauk</title><content type='html'>Saturday turned out to be a wonderful spring day of biking. We arrived at the Circuit of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sauk&lt;/span&gt; and were greeted with familiar faces and warm sunshine. Chasity raced first in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;women's&lt;/span&gt; Cat 4 event. This was only her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; road race and by far the harder of the two. I raced in the Masters 30+  cat. and managed to stay in the second pack over the first climb. On the back side of the course I went to the front on Shortcut and down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pinebluff&lt;/span&gt;. That was dumb because when we came around for the second lap the attacks started. Brad Tennis and I worked together to stay on but just dangled of the back of the second pack after the Golf Course climb. I never got back on but I did finish 21st overall, much better than last place a year ago. On a positive note I broke all my power records during the race, so I must be getting faster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-720625564757795368?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/720625564757795368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/05/circuit-of-sauk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/720625564757795368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/720625564757795368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/05/circuit-of-sauk.html' title='Circuit of Sauk'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-8691636096871600461</id><published>2009-04-26T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:01:44.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's all over his machine right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SfT-d264q2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/AIJ5HVc6oGg/s1600-h/New+Bikes+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SfT-d264q2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/AIJ5HVc6oGg/s320/New+Bikes+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329164047998298978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SfT-m0yA_ZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Wv5WUz3DfWY/s1600-h/New+Bikes+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SfT-m0yA_ZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Wv5WUz3DfWY/s200/New+Bikes+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329164202043047314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally have my new machine put together. I have always liked when Phil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ligget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; says " He is all over his machine right now!" He also likes to say, " He is an excellent bike rider." Does he mean the the rider can handle his bike well, that he has a big engine to turn the pedals, or both? I hope that if he was commenting on one of my races that he would call me an "excellent bike rider". The bike has been an 8 month process since breaking my frame at Sunburst in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kewaskum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Pete at &lt;a href="http://wildbaraboo.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wildside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Adventure Store&lt;/a&gt; worked some magic to replace my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zigarut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Superfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I had to wait until we had our sponsors lined up before I could order all of the parts. Thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SRAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bontrager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Rock &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Shox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Truvativ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was able to put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt; a nice ride at a reasonable price. Now the hard part will be to do the bike some justice and get it on the podium. I think I have made some good progress with my training and weight loss so far this season, but the truth will come out on race day because there is always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;somebody&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;else working harder than you. The Hi-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Fi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Chasity's&lt;/span&gt; new bike. She has been riding her Schwinn Homegrown for about 10 years, so it was time for an upgrade. She really likes it so far but I have to swap out a few parts for her. Hope to see some of you at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Circuit&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Sauk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this coming weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-8691636096871600461?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8691636096871600461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/04/hes-all-over-his-machine-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/8691636096871600461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/8691636096871600461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/04/hes-all-over-his-machine-right-now.html' title='He&apos;s all over his machine right now'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SfT-d264q2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/AIJ5HVc6oGg/s72-c/New+Bikes+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-9149787174426043238</id><published>2009-04-19T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T16:28:45.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The chase has begun.</title><content type='html'>Saturday was the start of the 2009 racing season for me. I signed up for the cat 5 and the Masters 4/5 races at the Gregg Bednorski Memorial Crit in Madison.  It was also Bryan's first crit ever so I gave him the little bit of advice I could and we came up with a plan of staying out of trouble and keeping the rubber on the road. After we finished warming up we started a warm up lap to get familiar with the course, as we came around to the start/finish line there was one person laying in the road unconscious and EMS on the way. I stopped by my family, who were sitting by the finish line, to give them my water bottle and I could tell by the look on Monica's face that she was not only worried about the guy laying there but about her Dad going out to race next. This is the one thing I hate about road racing, the pavement must really hurt when you hit the deck at 30+ mph. Luckily I have not had that experience but as the saying goes "there are those who have crashed and those who will crash". The cat 5 race was just as sketchy as in years past, people not holding there lines and lots of weaving in the pack. Bryan and I stayed with the pack the whole race, but with two laps to go and the whole group still together I decided to go for it. I broke free of the group as we crossed the start finish line, after making it stick for half a lap my legs were failing. Just then a rider appeared on my right and gave me a small pull. I pulled through again and then we were caught with one lap to go. After the peleton passed I sat up and rode around to the finish off the back. Two guys crashed in the sprint to the finish and that was the end of race one. The Masters race was a bit more relaxed in the accelerations, it was a faster race but more even in the pace. With four laps to go I did not think I was going to stay on but I found a nice spot in the middle of the group to recover for a lap. On the penultimate lap I tried to move to the front just like everyone else and with one lap to go I was able to get to the front third and sprint my way past about ten more people at the finish, I do not know my results from either race but I had a really good time. It was nice to finally start some competition after all the winter training. Next up is the Circut of Sauk Road Race in two weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-9149787174426043238?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/9149787174426043238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/04/chase-has-begun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/9149787174426043238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/9149787174426043238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/04/chase-has-begun.html' title='The chase has begun.'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-6874344933993241529</id><published>2009-04-12T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:48:12.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Mountain Biking</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a nice ride of the Circuit of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sauk&lt;/span&gt; racecourse. It was a nice mix of juniors and seniors. I have ridden with Mark Meier more already this year than all of 2008. The first lap was pretty relaxed as the juniors did their first complete lap of the course, after that Ryan kept the pace pretty high. I had to try and chase him down numerous occasions, but the legs only have so many of those efforts in them. I cant believe how far Brian has come since starting riding just last year. I think his goal of beating Ryan in an Elite race will be obtainable for him.  Today I got Chasity's new&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bike ready for her and we went to the Dells course to get in some mountain biking. After getting her shocks and seat height dialed in we went out for a couple of laps.  She really liked the disc brakes, hopefully at the next race in the mud she will be able to ride her bike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;instead&lt;/span&gt; of drag it around with lots of mud stuck in the v-brakes.  Next up my 20 minute test to see if this round of training has made me any faster and then the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;crits&lt;/span&gt; in Madison.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-6874344933993241529?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6874344933993241529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-mountian-biking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/6874344933993241529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/6874344933993241529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-mountian-biking.html' title='Easter Mountain Biking'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-388234271773493812</id><published>2009-04-02T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:58:47.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vets Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SdVs_EZJCZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3SLwQGfWucg/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SdVs_EZJCZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3SLwQGfWucg/s320/DSC00169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320278365574859154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SdVqfedCKGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3s2UQWfIo9U/s1600-h/DSC00174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SdVqfedCKGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3s2UQWfIo9U/s320/DSC00174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320275623791437922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SdVpw8g2FlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dF9hoiHvRuc/s1600-h/DSC00203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SdVpw8g2FlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dF9hoiHvRuc/s320/DSC00203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320274824406636114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This was my second year at the Sharks Vet Camp in Tennessee. We had some great riding and some really good food at Pucketts. I still have not mastered the self photo while riding. The rain on Wednesday was coming down so hard at times that it hurt. But after that we had clear skies for the rest of the week. It was nice to be able to ride outside without a jacket and tights. Nothing to exciting happened, no dogs, no crashes,  and no-one yelling "why don't you yankee queers go home".&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-388234271773493812?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/388234271773493812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/04/vets-camp.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/388234271773493812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/388234271773493812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/04/vets-camp.html' title='Vets Camp'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SdVs_EZJCZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3SLwQGfWucg/s72-c/DSC00169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1653456093476875042.post-306691444488186142</id><published>2009-03-15T18:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:39:19.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am no longer obese.</title><content type='html'>With the elimination of Comp Clydesdale for the 2009 season in WORS, I had a decision to make. Either lose weight and get faster to race my age group in Comp or drop down to Sport. I decided that I would put in the work and lose the weight.  With the help of a used Powertap from the &lt;a href="http://burythecat.blogspot.com/"&gt;King of Denzer&lt;/a&gt; and the training plan set up by Lisa Krayer I have had some good results since the first of the year. Losing the weight has been nice on the climbs and my bike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1653456093476875042-306691444488186142?l=meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/306691444488186142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-no-longer-obese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/306691444488186142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1653456093476875042/posts/default/306691444488186142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-no-longer-obese.html' title='I am no longer obese.'/><author><name>Meat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03236267898993627845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pF3115_-u8/SoYUnOE_hjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIU6ZH6bF9o/S220/O2S.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
