<?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-1950224801337942078</id><updated>2012-02-03T01:01:32.582-08:00</updated><category term='2005 in Lake Tahoe'/><category term='The Picture is the Xterra Swim Start'/><category term='Photo: Maui Beach - a benefit of Xterra Racing'/><category term='Pics are Amy Breyla in Pink'/><category term='View from Florida Off-road Singletrack (they don&apos;t call it &quot;mountainbiking in FL&quot;)'/><category term='and some crazy single speed guy at the 12 Hours of Lodi last year.'/><title type='text'>Chili Bloggin</title><subtitle type='html'>"Chili"...Adventures,misadventures, funsters and funnies.  Just kickin' back and havin' fun.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>519</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-1744575176203633118</id><published>2012-01-29T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T04:39:46.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aspiring to Be A Freestyle Playboater</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hcm9We5iIko/TyUmIAALhBI/AAAAAAAACj0/taXsTHuzGRQ/s1600/Wave-Sport-Project-X-Kayak-main-sd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hcm9We5iIko/TyUmIAALhBI/AAAAAAAACj0/taXsTHuzGRQ/s320/Wave-Sport-Project-X-Kayak-main-sd.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's official:&amp;nbsp; I'm&amp;nbsp;gonna be a&amp;nbsp;freestyle playboater.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday was a pool session at Boiling Springs High School and we stopped at &lt;a href="http://www.bluemountainoutfitters.net/index.html"&gt;Blue Mountain Outfitters&lt;/a&gt; (the aboslute best kayak outfitter in Central Pennsylvania IMHO) to pick up a playboat to demo and I was sold after the first couple rolls.&amp;nbsp; It's a &lt;a href="http://www.wavesport.com/product/index/project_x_48"&gt;Wavesport Project X 48&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp; My other boat, the &lt;a href="http://jacksonkayak.com/jk-kayaks/whitewater/star-series/"&gt;Jackson Allstar&lt;/a&gt;, is also an all-out playboat but a little too big for me to play in.&amp;nbsp; The weight range for the Allstar is 130-200 and the weight range for the Project X is 100-170 - a much better fit and feel.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Rick's happy too because he can now also play since the Allstar will be a perfect fit for him.&amp;nbsp; The first move to learn is the bow stall.&amp;nbsp; Of course Rick has tons of videos I can watch to learn.&amp;nbsp; Now I can't wait for roll sessions.&amp;nbsp; Woohoo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-1744575176203633118?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/1744575176203633118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=1744575176203633118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/1744575176203633118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/1744575176203633118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2012/01/freestyle-kayaking-let-games-begin.html' title='Aspiring to Be A Freestyle Playboater'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hcm9We5iIko/TyUmIAALhBI/AAAAAAAACj0/taXsTHuzGRQ/s72-c/Wave-Sport-Project-X-Kayak-main-sd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-6999827289533081393</id><published>2012-01-27T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T01:56:29.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week Three Results</title><content type='html'>We're dropping in the ranks!&amp;nbsp;Our weight was down this week and&amp;nbsp;the secret weapon on Team Reducing Government Waste lost 18.3 &amp;nbsp;pounds/11.35% boby weight&amp;nbsp;this past week.&amp;nbsp; Since this thing is based on percentage,&amp;nbsp;that team will win hands down like they did the first year we did this competition. &amp;nbsp;We just don't know how he does it... he's not a big guy to begin with.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He claims he sweats it out at the gym and doesn't really change his eating.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Then again, I think it's something to do with those&amp;nbsp;Kenyan genes -- you know how&amp;nbsp;runners from Kenya&amp;nbsp;are freaks of nature!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I think Paul is too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;TEAM RESULTS (lbs and % body  weight lost in past week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 0.25in;"&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border: 1pt solid windowtext; height: 0.25in; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" valign="top" width="203"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: windowtext windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: solid solid solid none; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; height: 0.25in; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 67.6pt;" valign="top" width="90"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;loss/gain (lbs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: windowtext windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: solid solid solid none; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; height: 0.25in; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 0.65in;" valign="top" width="62"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;Percent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;"&gt; &lt;td style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" valign="top" width="203"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;Thin It To Win  It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 67.6pt;" valign="bottom" width="90"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;5.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 0.65in;" valign="bottom" width="62"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;0.45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;"&gt; &lt;td style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" valign="top" width="203"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;Processing not  included&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 67.6pt;" valign="bottom" width="90"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;11.40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 0.65in;" valign="bottom" width="62"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;1.02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;"&gt; &lt;td style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" valign="top" width="203"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;Victorious  Secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 67.6pt;" valign="bottom" width="90"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;4.60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 0.65in;" valign="bottom" width="62"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;0.44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;"&gt; &lt;td style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" valign="top" width="203"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;The Number  Crunchers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 67.6pt;" valign="bottom" width="90"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;19.30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 0.65in;" valign="bottom" width="62"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;1.51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;"&gt; &lt;td style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" valign="top" width="203"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;Chubublicans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 67.6pt;" valign="bottom" width="90"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;7.70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 0.65in;" valign="bottom" width="62"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;0.64&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;"&gt; &lt;td style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" valign="top" width="203"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;Mission  Slimpossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 67.6pt;" valign="bottom" width="90"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;4.20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 0.65in;" valign="bottom" width="62"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;0.34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;"&gt; &lt;td style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" valign="top" width="203"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;Winners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 67.6pt;" valign="bottom" width="90"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;8.80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 0.65in;" valign="bottom" width="62"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;0.72&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;"&gt; &lt;td style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" valign="top" width="203"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;Reducing Government  Waist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 67.6pt;" valign="bottom" width="90"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;21.90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 0.65in;" valign="bottom" width="62"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;1.86&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;"&gt; &lt;td style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" valign="top" width="203"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;Burgers in Our  Sites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 67.6pt;" valign="bottom" width="90"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;9.80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-color: currentColor windowtext windowtext currentColor; border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 0.65in;" valign="bottom" width="62"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt;1.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f497d;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-6999827289533081393?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6999827289533081393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=6999827289533081393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6999827289533081393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6999827289533081393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2012/01/week-three-results.html' title='Week Three Results'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-525850866371760451</id><published>2012-01-26T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T01:58:11.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting Week Three Team Results</title><content type='html'>We're patiently waiting for the overall week three results.&amp;nbsp; One of our team members couldn't weigh in until late yesterday or even this morning, so it backed up the results and we're dying to find out if we're still leading.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's very possible we continue to lead with our 8ish pound total loss this week.&amp;nbsp; Yes, that's not much, but judging on what teams lost the week before, our 8ish pounds would still be ahead.&amp;nbsp; At the half-way&amp;nbsp;point in the game, some continue to be serious (most of our team) while other teams are already losing interest.&amp;nbsp; I heard of one girl that dropped out already (her team was in last place and she was the team captain!).&amp;nbsp; This is a very typical new-year's weight-loss habit:&amp;nbsp; folks are gung-ho to start it and about 3-4 weeks in, give it up.&amp;nbsp; When will people realize IT'S A LIFE CHANGE?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We all need to practice good eating habits ALL the time, not just for the new year.&amp;nbsp; I certainly learned a lot the past couple weeks and changed some bad habits.&amp;nbsp; I now know EXACTLY what I need to do to lose and what I need to do to maintain.&amp;nbsp; So being a Loser again was worth it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This week was another 2.1 pounds down for me so my total is about 8. Well,&amp;nbsp;maybe only 5 because that first weigh-in was exaggerated with water weight to make me heavier.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm tickled pink&amp;nbsp;to see the 140's again.&amp;nbsp; Will post team results as soon as I have them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-525850866371760451?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/525850866371760451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=525850866371760451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/525850866371760451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/525850866371760451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2012/01/waiting-week-three-team-results.html' title='Waiting Week Three Team Results'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-8008532545469948898</id><published>2012-01-18T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T01:56:37.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Loser at Work Update Week Two</title><content type='html'>My Biggest Loser Team - the Chubublicans --&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;is now in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1st place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after our 2nd week weigh-in.&amp;nbsp; Woohoo! The team behind in second is trailing by 6 pounds.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Of course we are ALL motivated now!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Very cool (and fun!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thin It To Win It!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;42&lt;br /&gt;Processing not included&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 21.3&lt;br /&gt;Victorious Secrets&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;24.9&lt;br /&gt;The Number Crunchers&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 44.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chubublicans&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 56.1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission Slimpossible&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 31.2&lt;br /&gt;Winners&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 50.2&lt;br /&gt;Reducing Government Waste&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 26.6&lt;br /&gt;Burgers in Our Sites&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 27.5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-8008532545469948898?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/8008532545469948898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=8008532545469948898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8008532545469948898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8008532545469948898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2012/01/biggest-loser-at-work-update-week-two.html' title='Biggest Loser at Work Update Week Two'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-5568614787277550251</id><published>2012-01-15T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T04:42:05.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losin' It At Work Update</title><content type='html'>Our team, the Chubublicans, is in 2nd place after the first week challenge of the DCED version of Biggest Loser.&amp;nbsp; It's a six-week competition with nine teams of 6 people competing for the top prize of cash: about $500 smackaroos.&amp;nbsp; I say "about" because during the competition, those that gain are required to dump a buck in the pot for gaining leaving the prize a tad bigger than $500 bucks.&amp;nbsp; I ended up dumping in a buck or two in the pot for gaining in&amp;nbsp;2009 when we had this competition.&amp;nbsp; Ricky Brown ain't gonna let that happen to me this time around!&amp;nbsp; (It's all about the mighty dollar when you are retired... trust me!).&amp;nbsp; One of my team members was the top loser the first week with 13 pounds lost!&amp;nbsp; Wow.&amp;nbsp; I was the slacker on the team with 1.5 pounds lost.&amp;nbsp; All the other girls had significant weight-loss: 4, 7, and 5 pounds were common numbers.&amp;nbsp; Our team lost a total of 38.8 pounds, but we had a higher percentage of weight-loss of 3.10% which is what we are going by.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The winning team lost 43 pounds.&amp;nbsp; There's a team close on our heels at 2.94% so we need to stay on our toes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And me?&amp;nbsp; It's hard as hell.&amp;nbsp; It's all belly fat -&amp;nbsp;the hardest to lose.&amp;nbsp; I'm still focusing on the 1500 calories or less a day but that too is very, very difficult.&amp;nbsp; But... it's for the team, so I'll stick with it as best I can! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;TEAM RESULTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin: auto auto auto -0.75pt; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; mso-yfti-tbllook: 1184; width: 408px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 0.25in; mso-yfti-firstrow: yes; mso-yfti-irow: 0;"&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border: 1pt solid windowtext; height: 0.25in; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" valign="bottom" width="203"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td colspan="2" nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: windowtext windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: solid solid solid none; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 0.25in; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 154pt;" valign="bottom" width="205"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;11-Jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 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  &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;loss/gain   (lbs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 0.25in; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 55.9pt;" valign="bottom" width="75"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Percent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt; mso-yfti-irow: 2;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" width="203"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Thin It   To Win It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 98.1pt;" valign="bottom" width="131"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 55.9pt;" valign="bottom" width="75"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;2.46&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt; mso-yfti-irow: 3;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" width="203"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Processing   not included&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 98.1pt;" valign="bottom" width="131"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;15.3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 55.9pt;" valign="bottom" width="75"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;1.35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt; mso-yfti-irow: 4;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" width="203"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Victorious   Secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 98.1pt;" valign="bottom" width="131"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;17.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 55.9pt;" valign="bottom" width="75"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;1.62&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt; mso-yfti-irow: 5;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" width="203"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The   Number Crunchers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 98.1pt;" valign="bottom" width="131"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;38.9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 55.9pt;" valign="bottom" width="75"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;2.94&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt; mso-yfti-irow: 6;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" width="203"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Chubublicans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 98.1pt;" valign="bottom" width="131"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;38.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; 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height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" width="203"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Winners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 98.1pt;" valign="bottom" width="131"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; 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mso-yfti-irow: 9;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" width="203"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Reducing   Government Waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 98.1pt;" valign="bottom" width="131"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 55.9pt;" valign="bottom" width="75"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;1.99&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt; mso-yfti-irow: 10; mso-yfti-lastrow: yes;"&gt;   &lt;td style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext; border-style: none solid solid; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 152pt;" width="203"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Burgers   in Our Sites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 98.1pt;" valign="bottom" width="131"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;23.1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="background-color: transparent; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) windowtext windowtext rgb(0, 0, 0); border-style: none solid solid none; border-width: 0px 1pt 1pt 0px; height: 12.75pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 55.9pt;" valign="bottom" width="75"&gt;   &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;2.48&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-5568614787277550251?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/5568614787277550251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=5568614787277550251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/5568614787277550251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/5568614787277550251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2012/01/losin-it-at-work-update.html' title='Losin&apos; It At Work Update'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2079328250053486230</id><published>2012-01-02T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T02:55:07.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bald Eagle Mountain Megatransect</title><content type='html'>A few years back, there was a lot of hype at work&amp;nbsp;about two running events held in Pennsylvania that were huge, huge attractions for out-of-state travelers. Our tourism office liked to help promote both because of that aspect.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Both events would sell out almost as quickly as registration opened.&amp;nbsp; This winter I decided to do one of them and registered:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hikerun.com/index2.html"&gt;The Hyner View Challenge.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; It's 16 miles&amp;nbsp;of trail with some breathtaking view.&amp;nbsp; Rick Fesler won it in 2010 and Chrissy Bohensky finished in one of the top spots for the girls too.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The other is the Bald Eagle Mountain &lt;a href="https://ultrahike.com/About_the_Mega.html"&gt;Megatransect&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Last year it sold out in 48 hours.&amp;nbsp;Two years ago it took three weeks.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;This year, it took only 90 minutes.&amp;nbsp; It's THAT popular.&amp;nbsp; 950 entries is the cap and they were gone in an hour and half.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The race organizer claims "it will make a hiker out of the best runners" in an article in &lt;a href="https://ultrahike.com/TrailRunner_Article_TKHR.html"&gt;Trail Runner magazine&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It's 26 miles of singletrack, stream crossings, over 5,000 feet of elevation gain, steep mountains, boulder fields, cliffs, and typical central Pennsylvania mountainous scenery and terrain.&amp;nbsp; I let fate call the shots and sat down at the computer yesterday and said, "self, lets see if we can get in on registration for the Mega.&amp;nbsp; If I can - awesome!&amp;nbsp; If I can't, oh well.&amp;nbsp; Whatever happens was meant to be."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-He4DIEMIVI8/TwGLaxon0qI/AAAAAAAACjk/bCDM07gST3Q/s1600/Mega+top.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-He4DIEMIVI8/TwGLaxon0qI/AAAAAAAACjk/bCDM07gST3Q/s640/Mega+top.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got registered.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm one of the lucky 950 who will&amp;nbsp;be boulder climbing&amp;nbsp;in Lock Haven&amp;nbsp;on September 29, 2012.&amp;nbsp; I was so darn excited that I got in that I ran over to the mountain and climbed the gas pipeline trail (S.T.E.E.P.&amp;nbsp; for those of you who know Wigwam in Michaux, it's similar to that).&amp;nbsp; It was exhilarating.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There's nothing like the mountains&amp;nbsp;for stress relief.&amp;nbsp; They truly are magnificent.&amp;nbsp; Let the training begin!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2079328250053486230?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2079328250053486230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2079328250053486230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2079328250053486230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2079328250053486230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2012/01/bald-eagle-mountain-megatransect.html' title='The Bald Eagle Mountain Megatransect'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-He4DIEMIVI8/TwGLaxon0qI/AAAAAAAACjk/bCDM07gST3Q/s72-c/Mega+top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2232990961171963945</id><published>2011-12-31T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T02:33:48.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iGzY-HtL-jQ/Tv7XayYwt0I/AAAAAAAACjY/2y4eoN5qM4s/s1600/061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iGzY-HtL-jQ/Tv7XayYwt0I/AAAAAAAACjY/2y4eoN5qM4s/s320/061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, that's me.&amp;nbsp; Being me.&amp;nbsp; And wishing you a Happy New Year, but also yelling,&amp;nbsp;"RICKY BROWN!"&amp;nbsp; He hates when I do that when I see him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But sometimes I can't contain my excitement when I'm racing and see his&amp;nbsp;familiar face in the crowd. It's my gut reaction. &amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to all my friends.&amp;nbsp; It's New Year's eve and I'm trying NOT to reflect on what was, what is, and what will be.&amp;nbsp; I like the now.&amp;nbsp; Thinking about what was generates way, way too many rambling&amp;nbsp;thoughts of good and bad&amp;nbsp;and it makes my head hurt.&amp;nbsp; Thinking about what will be is equally painful.&amp;nbsp; But the now... now THAT'S painless. &amp;nbsp; No head swimming in thoughts, no random wanderings and what-ifs, and no little monsters in there saying do this or do that.&amp;nbsp; Right now is where you want to be.&amp;nbsp; Today.&amp;nbsp; This second.&amp;nbsp; Doing what your gut (and heart) is telling you to do. &amp;nbsp;You're reading this which means you too are in the now and you aren't worrying, wondering, or contemplating anything.&amp;nbsp; Just calmness...and no thinking going on and on and on. Doesn't it feel good?&amp;nbsp; Ha.... I made you smile too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I think I'll attempt to live the upcoming year in the present moment as best I can.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Definitely no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;new year's resolutions, no&amp;nbsp;random thoughts of what if this and what if that and none of the worry or baggage that comes along with those random thoughts and contemplation. &amp;nbsp;The present moment -- the now -- it's the only place you can be absolutely certain of peace.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; PEACE!&amp;nbsp; I like that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2232990961171963945?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2232990961171963945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2232990961171963945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2232990961171963945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2232990961171963945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iGzY-HtL-jQ/Tv7XayYwt0I/AAAAAAAACjY/2y4eoN5qM4s/s72-c/061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-1715578881476833134</id><published>2011-12-23T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T03:46:29.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding Road on the First Day of Winter</title><content type='html'>I haven't been on a bike in a llooonnngg time (months??) and Rick and I decided to take advantage of the 57 degrees and&amp;nbsp;do a 20 mile road ride to Millersburg yesterday.&amp;nbsp; We did it&amp;nbsp;to save money (obviously!) to pick up our van at the garage.&amp;nbsp; Rick said the day before he hated to "waste" the money to go down there to get it.&amp;nbsp; (We typically do all of our shopping/stops in one trip on one day -- this would have been an extra, not-needed trip that would have cost us about $5.00 in gas round trip, two vehicles.&amp;nbsp; Yes, retired people have every cent accounted for!).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It took us two hours!&amp;nbsp; But we were on our mountain bikes so that's partly to blame for the slowness.&amp;nbsp; Neither of us were in any kind of hurry though.&amp;nbsp; We talked almost the entire trip.&amp;nbsp; We talked about the goats, the trophy buck, the Amish barns, the chickens, the bridge that's closed, my old homestead where I grew up that no longer has the outdoor oven (I'm thinking I want to build an outdoor oven), our sore butts, how far we have to go, coasting, standing, and anything else that came up along the way.&amp;nbsp; It was awesome.&amp;nbsp; I love being retired with Ricky Brown.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-1715578881476833134?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/1715578881476833134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=1715578881476833134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/1715578881476833134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/1715578881476833134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/12/riding-road-on-first-day-of-winter.html' title='Riding Road on the First Day of Winter'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-6788318103670750842</id><published>2011-12-18T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T08:25:07.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bubbly" Hubby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N31q4qUFJr0/Tu3lUsjel_I/AAAAAAAACjM/rF4QW_XjVH4/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N31q4qUFJr0/Tu3lUsjel_I/AAAAAAAACjM/rF4QW_XjVH4/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For those of you that know my Ricky Brown, you'll get a kick out of this post.&amp;nbsp; For those of you that don't know him, suffice it to say he tends to be sort of laid back, relaxed, and easy-going.&amp;nbsp; In other words, he's not busting at the seams with energy like some of us (he's also not stressed like some of us!).&amp;nbsp; His favorite thing on the bike is coasting.&amp;nbsp;(Truly!).&amp;nbsp; If he starts to sweat on the trainer, he stops.&amp;nbsp; (Truly!) Now that we're retired, we like to workout together.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We had our little routine that we do with weights, then we either walk, hike, kayak, or sit on the trainer.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday, for some crazy reason, Mr. Brown was bouncing off the walls.&amp;nbsp; It was near impossible to focus on the task at hand. &amp;nbsp; He was jumping, running in place, dancing around (to "I'm sexy and I know it" no less), singing, laughing, poking fun at a certain exercise by going real fast and exaggerated and just being a Ricky Brown I normally don't see.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't even hardly do my squats from cracking up.&amp;nbsp; Every time we'd go to a different exercise, he's start doing something crazy.&amp;nbsp; It was a riot.&amp;nbsp;I told him to "calm down!&amp;nbsp; Would you act like that at the YMCA?&amp;nbsp; We made fun of people who acted oddly -- like the mirror monkeys."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Then he imitated a mirror monkey.&amp;nbsp; "HEWYOUGH!!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I believe he had some pent up energy that finally needed released.&amp;nbsp; You go Ricky Brown!&amp;nbsp; Today now, he's not&amp;nbsp;out of bed yet.&amp;nbsp; I wonder if his workout yesterday had something to do with it?&amp;nbsp; It was funny.&amp;nbsp; Nice workout Ricky&amp;nbsp;Brown!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-6788318103670750842?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6788318103670750842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=6788318103670750842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6788318103670750842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6788318103670750842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/12/bubbly-hubby.html' title='&quot;Bubbly&quot; Hubby'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N31q4qUFJr0/Tu3lUsjel_I/AAAAAAAACjM/rF4QW_XjVH4/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-6950083860802718152</id><published>2011-12-17T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T04:03:32.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ban the Wheat Belly!</title><content type='html'>A gal at work gave me this article, &lt;a href="http://www.lef.org/news/LefDailyNews.htm?NewsID=11842"&gt;Eight reasons Wheat is Making You Gain: Doctor Says Whole Wheat Packs on Belly Fat - And Has a Lot in Common with Opiate Drugs&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Dr. William Davis, MD and cardiologist, claims the compounds found in "modern" wheat are responsible for appetite stimulation, rises in blood sugar, and release of endorphin-like chemicals than get the brain hooked on breads, pastas and crackers.&amp;nbsp;He claims blood sugar rises more with wheat than with a snickers bar and the excess sugar gets stored as fat.&amp;nbsp;"Modern" wheat is defined as the industrial processing and genetic seeds manufacturers&amp;nbsp;use to create what folks call "wheat" in most pre-packaged and processed foods.&amp;nbsp; If you look at a grocery store loaf of bread that claims to be 100% stone ground wheat, it&amp;nbsp;usually also contains a whole&amp;nbsp;lot of other&amp;nbsp;unknown substances.&amp;nbsp;Many times, high fructose corn syrup is in there and that has been known to&amp;nbsp;increase appetite.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.sheknows.com/health-and-wellness/articles/848789/wheat-belly-your-bagel-is-making-you-fat"&gt;So wheat is bad now the good doctors say&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This article, courtesy sheknows.com&amp;nbsp;has this to&amp;nbsp;say:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s all about blood sugar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here are the basics. When you eat, your food is converted to fuel for your body. In order for your body to use the fuel (blood sugar), it needs insulin. Some foods cause rapid increases in blood sugar and also insulin. The repetitive highs and lows -- a roller coaster -- causes fat to be stored. Wheat is at the top of the list of foods that causes this rise and fall of blood sugar and insulin levels. Dr. Davis has documented his patient’s blood sugar levels before and after eating wheat and the results are astonishing! "Wheat increases your blood sugar more than that Snickers bar," says the cardiologist. And don’t think relying only on whole wheat flour is the answer. Though whole wheat flour is better than white flour, both are from the same plant. "It’s like [comparing] filtered cigarettes to unfiltered cigarettes," notes Dr. Davis.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, the &lt;a href="http://www.drfuhrman.com/shop/ETLBook.aspx"&gt;Eat to Live&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;way of life (#3&amp;nbsp;top seller on Amazon.com and # 5 on the NY Times list &amp;nbsp;I might add)&amp;nbsp;that I've been thinking about doing&amp;nbsp;again (was successful in 2009)&amp;nbsp;excludes most grains by default.&amp;nbsp; The diet (to lose weight) is 3-7 servings of fruit a day, one pound of raw vegetables (mostly leafy greens, excludes starchy veges), one pound of steamed vegetables (excluding starchy vegetables) 1 cup of beans or legumes (including tofu), 1 ounce nuts or seeds, 1&amp;nbsp;tablespoon chia or flax a day, 1 cup soy or almond milk daily,&amp;nbsp;and here's where the grains come in: 1 cup daily of EITHER starchy vegetable&amp;nbsp; (i.e., sweet potato, white potato, corn, squash) OR 1 cup of whole grains (i.e., oatmeal, bread, quiona, millet).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No dairy, animal products, white flour, sugar, oil or salt.&amp;nbsp; Looking at my choices, bread (thus WHEAT!) would go first.&amp;nbsp; Donna mentioned this wheat thing about a year ago and at the time she was trying to eliminate wheat and was feeling pretty good in the process.&amp;nbsp; There just might be something to be said for what the doctors are claiming here.&amp;nbsp; Ban the wheat belly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-6950083860802718152?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6950083860802718152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=6950083860802718152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6950083860802718152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6950083860802718152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/12/ban-wheat-belly.html' title='Ban the Wheat Belly!'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-4034111052925748835</id><published>2011-12-15T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T02:35:03.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A Loser - Again</title><content type='html'>A little over two years ago, my work had it's inaugural &lt;a href="http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-loser.html"&gt;Biggest Loser&lt;/a&gt; contest with 40 folks competing to lose weight.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We're thrilled the gal who ran it two years ago wanted to do it again with a start date and weigh-in of January 4.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And of course I'm in on the fun and festivities the 2nd time around since I successfully lost about 8 pounds last time around.&amp;nbsp;There's something about being on a team that is very, very motivating.&amp;nbsp; It just works! &amp;nbsp;It's a little bigger this time with teams of 6 and so far we have 6 teams signed up with others waiting in the wings until the last minute to sign up.&amp;nbsp; My team name is the "Chubublicans."&amp;nbsp; No, we're not all republicans (that's part of the fun of the name!).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It was between that, Mission Slimpossible or the Kankle Wrangers. &amp;nbsp;We're six females sick of trying to squeeze our butts into too-tight pants.&amp;nbsp; The one girl is doing the&lt;a href="http://www.the17daydiet.com/"&gt; 17-day diet&lt;/a&gt; and another has been successfully losing with &lt;a href="http://www.weightwatchers.com/Templates/Marketing/Landing_1col_nonav.aspx?pageid=1218021&amp;amp;cid=ps_brnd"&gt;Weight Watchers&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Another is doing some sort of exercise video P-90?&amp;nbsp; Can't recall the exact name.&amp;nbsp; Me?&amp;nbsp; I'm sticking to my tried and true calorie counting focusing on 1500 or less AND will pick up the running/exercise.&amp;nbsp; The big motivator for me is the $10 buck entry fee&amp;nbsp;I had to pony up. I want it back!&amp;nbsp;And some! Each person had to pay $10 bucks and will pay another $1 for&amp;nbsp;each&amp;nbsp;pound gained in&amp;nbsp;each week of the 6-week weigh-in period. &amp;nbsp; Our entire team is pretty serious... as is all the others entered.&amp;nbsp; It's SO much fun to do this thing at work.&amp;nbsp; Everyone is buzzing and chatting already.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-4034111052925748835?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/4034111052925748835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=4034111052925748835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4034111052925748835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4034111052925748835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-loser-again.html' title='I&apos;m A Loser - Again'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2561077379880329348</id><published>2011-12-13T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T04:18:29.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cal  Pro  Ir  Carb  Fat  Calc  Fib</title><content type='html'>Those seven little truncated words are my 10-year habit I can't seem to shake.&amp;nbsp; It all started in 2001 when I bought a mountain bike and realized I was too fat to ride it further than 5 miles.&amp;nbsp; Thus, a life change that is obviously too instilled in my brain now to give up.&amp;nbsp; I track calories. And Protein. And Iron. And Carbohydrates.&amp;nbsp; And Fat.&amp;nbsp; And Calcium.&amp;nbsp; And just this year, Fiber (old age!).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I started digging in my training box for the years I lost weight (eating less than 1500 calories a day and ate a lot of yogurt, chicken, peanut butter, and eggs), and discovered I started doing this in February of 2002.&amp;nbsp; I had no friggin' idea 10 years have past.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.drfuhrman.com/shop/ETLBook.aspx"&gt;Eat to Live&lt;/a&gt; is a diet that claims you don't have to track a single calorie and I tried it, but found myself cheating and writing calories down.&amp;nbsp; Go figure!&amp;nbsp; So I'm back on the tally again and write every morsel of food down.&amp;nbsp; Some habits are hard to break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2561077379880329348?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2561077379880329348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2561077379880329348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2561077379880329348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2561077379880329348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/12/cal-pro-ir-carb-fat-calc-fib.html' title='Cal  Pro  Ir  Carb  Fat  Calc  Fib'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-8755041529853658006</id><published>2011-12-11T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T08:46:56.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Crazy Week and Checking Out the Mega</title><content type='html'>It's amazing how life can get turned upside down and inside out with a single phone call.&amp;nbsp; My dear old dad calls last Saturday evening around 6:00:&amp;nbsp; "Mom was washing dishes and she turned to sit down and her hip gave out.&amp;nbsp; I called 911.&amp;nbsp; She's in terrible, terrible, pain."&amp;nbsp; Mother broke her other hip and had hip replacement surgery #2.&amp;nbsp; She now has two new hips so no more can break, right?!&amp;nbsp; I spent Saturday evening in the emergency room, Sunday morning with the bike club retrieving a bridge, Sunday afternoon at the hospital, Monday at work and visiting mother at lunch, Tuesday at my parents doing wash/cooking/cleaning for mom and dad only to get a phone call around 11:00 that mom was coming home THAT day... so off to the hospital&amp;nbsp;we go after lunch to pick her up but only to stop off at Rick's 93-year old mother's to do HER wash first (my dear hubby helps too).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had to work on Wednesday so father helped mom on Wednesday, and I've been helping mom every day since.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm doing little stuff, but to a person that can't do things on their own, it's big stuff to them: washing dishes, going to the store, going to the butcher (ugh... I really, really hate going to the butcher), running the vacuum, changing the cat litter box, etc.&amp;nbsp; TODAY is the first day I'm getting out - finally.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm heading to Weiser State Forest to do an 8.5 mile run/walk.&amp;nbsp; I've been doing early morning weights and the occassional trainer ride, but it ain't nothing like the out-of-doors.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Rick wanted me to paddle with him and I probably would have if I could have gotten into the woods earlier this week to run (hunting prevented that from happening).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Perusing sites for Ultra trail runs has me anxious to get out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="https://ultrahike.com/About_the_Mega.html"&gt;This one, the Megatransect&lt;/a&gt;, is intriguing me the most.&amp;nbsp; It's based just outside of Lock Haven, and is&amp;nbsp;a little over 26 miles -- the marathon I'm itching to&amp;nbsp;do!&amp;nbsp; The timing is perfect next year in September after a spring and summer of slowly building miles to the 26 big miles.&amp;nbsp; It's also a hugely popular race that sells out in 48 hours.&amp;nbsp; I marked the calendar for January 1 when the registration opens up to get registered.&amp;nbsp; I haven't officially decided if I want to do it, but maybe.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Trail running, here I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-8755041529853658006?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/8755041529853658006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=8755041529853658006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8755041529853658006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8755041529853658006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/12/crazy-week.html' title='A Crazy Week and Checking Out the Mega'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-4563103722914536288</id><published>2011-12-03T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T03:31:32.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Working Again, Damn It</title><content type='html'>This week was the beginning of a three-day work week for a couple months and it's screwing up my exercise routine!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This past week was messed up because I worked three days in a row for my first week back; Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I chose those days to try to make it as "normal" a schedule as possible for those I have to work with.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It turns out I'll have to switch some of those days with Mondays to accommodate meeting schedules, but I like the idea of a day in between working to run.&amp;nbsp; I've been trying to get back into a regular running schedule working towards an every-other-day run of what I feel like between 4 and 7 miles.&amp;nbsp; The 4-miler would be hilly and faster and the 7-miler would be endurance-paced.&amp;nbsp; Starting in January, I'm going to pick up the pace on the shorter runs and lengthen the longer runs.&amp;nbsp; This will get me faster for the March 3 Humdinger run and of course I need the distance for the April 23 Hyner View Challenge.&amp;nbsp; So I NEED to adjust those work days.&amp;nbsp; And the beauty of it is I'm in charge of my schedule and can change those days however I want.&amp;nbsp; But the "professional" in me&amp;nbsp;(that bitch) sides with working with others and being flexible.&amp;nbsp; I should stop being nice... that's what got me back working&amp;nbsp;in the first place!&amp;nbsp; Actually, I'm happy to help out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The State of Pennsylvania's&amp;nbsp;business assistance&amp;nbsp;programs and laws&amp;nbsp;are complicated as hell and it would be overwhelming for a new person and she/he would run off in a week if they didn't have someone to show them the ropes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And&amp;nbsp;there really isn't anyone else other than my boss to mentor a new person and he&amp;nbsp;certainly doesn't have a second of time to train someone.&amp;nbsp; And&amp;nbsp;I might be staying a little longer than Spring.&amp;nbsp; My boss comes up to me on Wednesday and says, "Jill, we'd like you to stick around a little longer (than after my replacement comes on&amp;nbsp;board in a month or two) to help out the Executive Office with something coming up."&amp;nbsp; NOOOOO,&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;I thought.&amp;nbsp; But then the two days a week ran through my head and I thought I can handle that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He said we'll see how it plays out.&amp;nbsp; Again, flexibility.&amp;nbsp; Speaking of flexibility, I've really been slacking on stretching.&amp;nbsp; Just call me slacker... on everything!&amp;nbsp; Life is a little upside down at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-4563103722914536288?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/4563103722914536288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=4563103722914536288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4563103722914536288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4563103722914536288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-working-again-damn-it.html' title='I&apos;m Working Again, Damn It'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2973465217814936578</id><published>2011-11-25T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T02:51:47.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuk - Pushups</title><content type='html'>I hate them, but endure the torture every other day.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes, I'll stop at the 49th and say I did 50. :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They just suck.&amp;nbsp; But, the reward of doing them overrules the punishment, so I tolerate the pain.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There are claims most people can't do 10 in a row.&amp;nbsp; Can you?&amp;nbsp; Of all the people I know, the discussion of how many push ups can you do never came up and I truly don't know who can do 50 in a row.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There has to be someone -- show your face!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://hundredpushups.com/index.html"&gt;Here's a website that will help you get to 100.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://sportsmedicine.about.com/od/sampleworkouts/a/Push_Ups.htm"&gt;Sports Medicine gurus claim it's the perfect exercise&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how was Thanksgiving?&amp;nbsp; I ran in the morning to compensate for the over-indulgence I knew would overtake me.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I ate too much too.&amp;nbsp; Feel like crap today, as usual.&amp;nbsp; Rick and I plan to head to Rattling Creek for a little cement work on the big bridge footer to be ready for next weekend's bridge retrieval session on December 4.&amp;nbsp; I'd sure like to do a run, but not sure it'll work out.&amp;nbsp; I'll have to wait and see how the day goes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is garden day and Sunday is kayak day.&amp;nbsp; Still not much biking going on.&amp;nbsp; It'll likely wait until spring now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2973465217814936578?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2973465217814936578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2973465217814936578' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2973465217814936578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2973465217814936578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/11/yuk-pushups.html' title='Yuk - Pushups'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-3263903267419835277</id><published>2011-11-21T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T15:44:44.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reinvigorated</title><content type='html'>All it takes is dropping down some bucks for a race and the energy is flowing again.&amp;nbsp; Now that I signed on the dotted line for both the Humdinger Trail Challenge on March 3 (7 miles) and the Hyner View Challenge on April 21 (16 miles), I'm revived!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The lackluster doldrums of trudging along at slow speed with no&amp;nbsp;goal in mind is gone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It feels good to be researching training plans and jotting down distances and times I need to complete to be ready for 16 miles in&amp;nbsp;about 5 months.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Rick says, "oh, there goes the paddling because you have to&lt;em&gt; train&lt;/em&gt;."&amp;nbsp; No honey, I only need to do one long run a week&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and the other 3 or 4 runs will be an hour or less and you won't even notice I'm doing them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He seemed satisfied. I know I'm happy again.&amp;nbsp; What is with this training thang?&amp;nbsp; Can't wait to climb a mountain again!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-3263903267419835277?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3263903267419835277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=3263903267419835277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3263903267419835277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3263903267419835277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/11/reinvigorated.html' title='Reinvigorated'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-6490505943169546732</id><published>2011-11-21T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T03:14:07.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hyner View Trail Challenge</title><content type='html'>Yeh baby --&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; April 21, 2012.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.hikerun.com/6601.html"&gt;The Hyner View Trail Challenge&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hikerun.com/media/c65e6fd0803efb61ffff83f6ffffe415.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img align="left" alt="" border="0" height="250" src="http://www.hikerun.com/media/c65e6fd0803efb61ffff83f6ffffe415.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-6490505943169546732?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6490505943169546732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=6490505943169546732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6490505943169546732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6490505943169546732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/11/hyner-view-trail-challenge.html' title='The Hyner View Trail Challenge'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-605780350670968287</id><published>2011-11-18T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T08:26:44.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have An Itch</title><content type='html'>It's called I-wanna-train-for-something.&amp;nbsp; And yesterday we got out on the RCST trails to scope out some upcoming bridge retrieval and detour trail work and it got me excited to get back on the trails. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done a marathon yet and I'm antsy to try one.&amp;nbsp; But it has to be trail and it has to be cheap.&amp;nbsp; I'm thinking 'bout a DIY trail marathon on the Rattling Creek trails the weekend of the Bare-Bones-Bash next year - September 15.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/cda/microsite/article/0,8029,s6-238-511--13537-6-1X2X3X4X5-6,00.html"&gt;Here's a great story on Runner's World about a couple who put on a marathon&lt;/a&gt; exactly like mine would be -&amp;nbsp;complete with 8-track Sheena Easton prizes!&amp;nbsp; Only I'll give a cassette of Billy Idol.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building up to the big 26.2 miles, I'd do the cheap stuff like the &lt;a href="http://web.me.com/earthscapes66/Humdinger/Welcome.html"&gt;7.1 mile Humdinger&lt;/a&gt; on March 3 and a smattering of other local stuff including Kuhn's Rattling Weekend 30K on the RCST trails.&amp;nbsp; 18 miles a month in advance of the marathon would be perfect.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm...... there's smoke coming out of my ears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-605780350670968287?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/605780350670968287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=605780350670968287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/605780350670968287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/605780350670968287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-have-itch.html' title='I Have An Itch'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2374231306647776759</id><published>2011-11-15T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T01:09:37.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Article on How Exercise Will NOT Make You Thin</title><content type='html'>This was an interesting article in TIME:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,1914974,00.html?xid=fblike"&gt;Why Exercise Won't Make You Thin.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Good article.&amp;nbsp; See, you can tell I exercise!&amp;nbsp; Yeh baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tXEEajxduO8/TsL5nY_Dr2I/AAAAAAAACgw/twpU7vYG30M/s1600/Jill+Fat+girl+in+kayak+gear" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tXEEajxduO8/TsL5nY_Dr2I/AAAAAAAACgw/twpU7vYG30M/s320/Jill+Fat+girl+in+kayak+gear" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I love my little boat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2374231306647776759?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2374231306647776759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2374231306647776759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2374231306647776759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2374231306647776759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/11/article-on-how-exercise-will-not-make.html' title='Article on How Exercise Will NOT Make You Thin'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tXEEajxduO8/TsL5nY_Dr2I/AAAAAAAACgw/twpU7vYG30M/s72-c/Jill+Fat+girl+in+kayak+gear' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-6744307694207426693</id><published>2011-11-14T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T02:46:18.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Much Happening This Past Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yKlAzg9JUnU/TsDv_7YMRaI/AAAAAAAACgI/pi6_dtnVbMo/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yKlAzg9JUnU/TsDv_7YMRaI/AAAAAAAACgI/pi6_dtnVbMo/s320/015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quiet weekend:&amp;nbsp; One-hour road ride to town on Saturday for milk and the post office.&amp;nbsp; The highlight was bringing a gallon of milk home in my backpack.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Rick wanted to get a half gallon, but saw that it was cheaper by $1 dollar to get the full gallon.&amp;nbsp; We see the Amish carrying gallons of milk in their baskets on their scooters&amp;nbsp;all the time.&amp;nbsp; Guess I need a basket (NOT!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we paddled the Lehigh River at a low level of 539 cfs.&amp;nbsp; Normal releases are about 750 or high cfs.&amp;nbsp; It was too low.&amp;nbsp; And it was friggin' cold!&amp;nbsp; Earlier in the week it was 56 degrees air temp and 48 degrees water temp and we were rolling comfortably.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday was 50 degree air temp with wind and 43 degrees water and we wouldn't have rolled if someone made us.&amp;nbsp; Our fingers, toes and face were cold.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We gotta dress warmer next time.&amp;nbsp; I talked Rick into flat water paddling this week.&amp;nbsp; We'll put in at Millersburg and head up river for an hour or two, then turn around and go back.&amp;nbsp; Now THAT's my kind of paddling!&amp;nbsp; Put the paddle to the water and go.&amp;nbsp; He didn't seem too thrilled, but he'll do it.&amp;nbsp; Hey - it's paddling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-6744307694207426693?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6744307694207426693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=6744307694207426693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6744307694207426693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6744307694207426693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/11/not-much-happening-this-past-weekend.html' title='Not Much Happening This Past Weekend'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yKlAzg9JUnU/TsDv_7YMRaI/AAAAAAAACgI/pi6_dtnVbMo/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-7000398488173929921</id><published>2011-11-11T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T02:52:50.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You're a Kayaker"</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I told hubby I'm inspired to train for a marathon next year (trail) and he immediately says, "no you're not.&amp;nbsp; It takes too much time to train and you have to kayak."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love him to death.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8BtHrPIstBg/Trz8Yy76TdI/AAAAAAAACfQ/7dTAIIf-THg/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8BtHrPIstBg/Trz8Yy76TdI/AAAAAAAACfQ/7dTAIIf-THg/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7370w5Kske0/Trz8meuiclI/AAAAAAAACfY/O3rah-SmyZw/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7370w5Kske0/Trz8meuiclI/AAAAAAAACfY/O3rah-SmyZw/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So kayaking is taking top honors in the outdoor activity realm right now.&amp;nbsp; We're planning to go until the ice forms which will likely be sometime in January.&amp;nbsp; In other years, it was usually January and February that the boys couldn't get out to paddle.&amp;nbsp; This year shouldn't be any different.&amp;nbsp; Two years ago, there never was ice which was rare.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The only thing I don't like about paddling is there's no cardio with it unless we attain which only happens in the narrows.&amp;nbsp; There's also no leg work at all.&amp;nbsp; The weight workouts and squeezing in some trainer time and maybe a run or two will compensate for the lack of leg work and cardio.&amp;nbsp; I can't recall the last time I had my HR good and high.&amp;nbsp; It's just something we don't do unless we're training and doing intervals.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Who likes forcing your heart rate up into the red zone.&amp;nbsp; Not me!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a nice long weight workout.&amp;nbsp; Hubby worked out at the same time.&amp;nbsp; Actually, we did many of the exercises together but of course my weight was heavier.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; It was the normal 12-15 x 3 sets: &lt;br /&gt;squats&lt;br /&gt;lunges&lt;br /&gt;step-ups&lt;br /&gt;shoulder press&lt;br /&gt;chest press&lt;br /&gt;bi-cep curl&lt;br /&gt;lat pull-downs&lt;br /&gt;tricep press&lt;br /&gt;core routine with weight ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Friday, is a not-sure day.&amp;nbsp; It's cold and windy.&amp;nbsp; I may sit on the trainer.&amp;nbsp; Just not sure yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-7000398488173929921?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/7000398488173929921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=7000398488173929921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/7000398488173929921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/7000398488173929921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/11/youre-kayaker.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re a Kayaker&quot;'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8BtHrPIstBg/Trz8Yy76TdI/AAAAAAAACfQ/7dTAIIf-THg/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-46256374709649203</id><published>2011-11-09T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T03:44:05.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Working!</title><content type='html'>I must have 40 books on diet, weight loss, and fitness and each one pours on their opinion on the best, the quickest, the healthiest, or safest way to lose weight and/or gain fitness.&amp;nbsp; I think I tried them all.&amp;nbsp; More recently, since the weight gain, I'm leaning more towards eating what maintains bone health to prevent osteoporosis.&amp;nbsp; And after about 6 years or so of daily calorie tracking, I can't quit that little secret to weight loss either. It's a true addiction.&amp;nbsp; I tried to give up the habit, but the pen would magically start scribbling calories on a piece of scrap paper; or, my brain would start tallying up the numbers causing more static up there.&amp;nbsp; But the really bad habit I got into was stopping tracking when I hit my daily limit of 1500.&amp;nbsp; Huh!&amp;nbsp; So what good was tracking?&amp;nbsp; Actually, I track my calcium for bones, protein for strength (since I tend not to eat too much meat these days), iron for my muscles and joints (did you know aches and pains could be a sign of low iron?), fiber, fat, and carbs although I may drop the carbs since I don't train anymore.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to what worked 5 years ago when I lost about 10 pounds:&amp;nbsp; calorie counting, but I STOP EATING at 1500 calories, give or take a hundred.&amp;nbsp; Monday was 1400, Tuesday was 1600, and yesterday was 1700 (I know, I know - a little high) and the scale is down almost a half pound since Monday.&amp;nbsp; That's exactly where it should be in 3 days.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What Rick has been telling me for years continues to be true:&amp;nbsp; Calories in, calories out.&amp;nbsp; It's all about the might calorie.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's paddle was beautiful.&amp;nbsp; Hubby bought me a drysuit for winter paddling.&amp;nbsp; It's a lovely Teal color and we thought it was a women's leftover model from a couple years ago, but low and behold it's a man's style.&amp;nbsp; Rick said he wouldn't wear that color.&amp;nbsp; I have to learn to stand to pee.&amp;nbsp; If you know anything about drysuits, they are jumpsuits and difficult to get in and out of and once in, you stay in until you are done.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Rick bought me a &lt;a href="http://shewee./"&gt;Shewee.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shewee.com/"&gt;http://www.shewee.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; I don't like standing to pee.&amp;nbsp; I peed on my leg.&amp;nbsp; I guess I'll figure that one out too at some point.&amp;nbsp; teehee...shewee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-46256374709649203?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/46256374709649203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=46256374709649203' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/46256374709649203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/46256374709649203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-working.html' title='It&apos;s Working!'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-3531212480523548036</id><published>2011-11-08T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T04:20:32.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Geraldine -- I Needed That!</title><content type='html'>Rick's 93 year-old mother, who has macular degeneration and comments about not being able to see much anymore, says to me on Sunday, "Jill, are you gaining weight?"&amp;nbsp; Yes, Geraldine.&amp;nbsp; "How much did you gain?"&amp;nbsp; About 15 pounds.&amp;nbsp; "I can tell [and she points to my upper body]."&amp;nbsp; ARGH!&amp;nbsp; Actually, it's just what I needed hear to kick me in the ass and motivate me MORE into finally trying to drop these ugly menopausal pounds.&amp;nbsp; Rick insists it isn't menopause.&amp;nbsp; Ok Rick, whatever you say.&amp;nbsp; So once again, the story of my life is in full gear -- dropping some weight and getting more fit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&amp;nbsp; Washed 5 of mothers farm house windows and two of her doors.&amp;nbsp; Walked with Ricky about 3 miles round-trip to the hardware store.&amp;nbsp; Did about 2 hours of weeding. &amp;nbsp;It was rest day from weights.&amp;nbsp; About 1,400 calorie intake on Monday and 1,600 yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&amp;nbsp; One hour weights this morning.&amp;nbsp; Stepped it up to 12 pound dumb bells and 45 pound squat.&amp;nbsp; Not feeling the burn so may have to up the weights on Thursday.&amp;nbsp; Also doing more of a circuit workout and keeping the heart rate up.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I'm shooting for every other day weight work.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; KAYAKING &amp;nbsp;this afternoon for about 2 hours at the Rockville Bridge.&amp;nbsp; 70 degrees!&amp;nbsp; Who could refuse!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Planning to look at dry pants for winter paddling too.&amp;nbsp; Ouch.&amp;nbsp; ($150). &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-3531212480523548036?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3531212480523548036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=3531212480523548036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3531212480523548036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3531212480523548036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanks-geraldine-i-needed-that.html' title='Thanks Geraldine -- I Needed That!'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-1350649389606258832</id><published>2011-11-05T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T15:49:53.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Timer Trip on Tohickon Creek</title><content type='html'>Phew!&amp;nbsp; That was a little intense at spots.&amp;nbsp; Today was my first trip down the Tohicken Creek. &amp;nbsp;"Shit! Shit! Shit!" were the words blurting out of my mouth in several of the rapids.&amp;nbsp; I guess I just wasn't expecting such BIG drops and waves. (In the&amp;nbsp;eyes of an experience paddler, they really weren't THAT big.&amp;nbsp; But for me, they seemed gigantic). &amp;nbsp; Holy hannah my heart was pounding -- especially after the rapid called "race course."&amp;nbsp; It's long (maybe&amp;nbsp;2-3 minutes to get through if you run it straight through) and there's just wave upon wave upon wave and they look like holes and I felt like I was going over at a couple spots.&amp;nbsp; It was scary!&amp;nbsp;But I kept paddling and watching for rocks and amazingly made it.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Prior to race course, 1st Ledge took me off guard too and you had go river right then head left and the flow was on a curve and there was a HUGE hole I had to punch through and I was afraid my little puddle jumper wouldn't have what it takes to cut through some of those holes but it did.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And the other "shit!" rapid was "The Chute" which is exactly what its called -- a fast flowing Chute with a big-ass wave at the bottom of it.&amp;nbsp; I guess I'm too used to the Lehigh (Knee-high) river with its mild rapids.&amp;nbsp; The Tohickon Creek was definitely a step-up for me but I'm proud to say I made it through without any swimming.&amp;nbsp; No-name Ledge had a seam you had to punch through and I was slightly off to the side and the flow wanted to flip me but I did a quick brace and was through it.&amp;nbsp; That was my first combat brace -- felt as good as getting a combat roll (which I haven't gotten yet).&amp;nbsp; I did it!&amp;nbsp;I did the Tohickon.&amp;nbsp; Yeh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-1350649389606258832?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/1350649389606258832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=1350649389606258832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/1350649389606258832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/1350649389606258832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/11/first-timer-trip-on-tohickon-creek.html' title='First Timer Trip on Tohickon Creek'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-9121451479595749056</id><published>2011-11-04T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T03:55:42.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preppin' for the To and Listening to a Little Frank</title><content type='html'>I'm about to lose my virginity.&amp;nbsp; For years, Rick and I&amp;nbsp;drove to the &lt;a href="http://www.prnewswire.com/news-releases/pennsylvania-dcnr-plans-white-water-release-into-bucks-countys-tohickon-creek-132941988.html"&gt;release weekends of the Tohickon Creek&lt;/a&gt;, but have not ran the rapids in a boat.&amp;nbsp; We hiked, biked, and sat on rocks and watched kayakers drop off ledges in the creek.&amp;nbsp; Last year, Rick finally ran it twice, stopping to scout rapids and even portaged a section or two.&amp;nbsp; This year, I get my first shot at shooting a rapid or two.&amp;nbsp; Rick says its a step up for me, but a step below than the Lower Yough which means it should be just about right.&amp;nbsp; But I fully intend to portage one of the bigger&amp;nbsp;river-wide drops - it skeers me!&amp;nbsp; The rest of the creek should be fun.&amp;nbsp; There's&amp;nbsp;10 folks going from the Harrisburg group: Vern, Phil, Mike C, Mike M, Rick, Jennifer, Chris, Jill, and I can't recall the other two.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMKE4AZ4lw4/TrO8b_KRihI/AAAAAAAACe0/J2dBwg-VuC8/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMKE4AZ4lw4/TrO8b_KRihI/AAAAAAAACe0/J2dBwg-VuC8/s320/036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So today, we hit the&amp;nbsp;river to&amp;nbsp;hone in our skills for Saturday.&amp;nbsp; Two hours of paddling, eddying, peeling out, and a little bit of rolling.&amp;nbsp; We both&amp;nbsp;feel good and ready&amp;nbsp;for the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the morning was started with my now normal routine of core and weights.&amp;nbsp; Each day I'm varying which body part I work on.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday, though, I dug out the old cassette tapes for a little wireless music&amp;nbsp; - wireless in the sense of no headset.&amp;nbsp;(We couldn't find the 8-track tapes.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp;don't have those new-fangled CD players to hook up to our floor speakers yet.&amp;nbsp; teehee). &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And what did I find fun but Rick's favorite, FRANK ZAPPA.&amp;nbsp; OMG, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTmTobf9KSY"&gt;Frank's version of Ring of Fire &lt;/a&gt;is so funny it puts the rest to shame.&amp;nbsp; I think there are about 40 versions of Ring of fire out there, but we really get a kick out of this one.&amp;nbsp; And some of the 80's music got me pumped and swinging to the beat.&amp;nbsp; Stuff like &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x10jn5_information-society-what-s-on-your_music?ralg=meta2-only"&gt;The Information Society&lt;/a&gt; and Billy Idol.&amp;nbsp; Huh! Billy... what man of the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-9121451479595749056?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/9121451479595749056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=9121451479595749056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/9121451479595749056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/9121451479595749056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/11/preppin-for-to-and-listening-to-little.html' title='Preppin&apos; for the To and Listening to a Little Frank'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMKE4AZ4lw4/TrO8b_KRihI/AAAAAAAACe0/J2dBwg-VuC8/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-1935767054859292185</id><published>2011-11-02T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T05:32:12.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at It Again Today</title><content type='html'>Another hour of iron with Moby first thing this am: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3 sets of 15 reps each exercise.&amp;nbsp; Boosted the leg exercises and shrugs &amp;nbsp;to 15 pound dumb bells in each hand:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step ups&lt;br /&gt;Lunges&lt;br /&gt;Deadlifts (kept those light to save my back)&lt;br /&gt;Seated&amp;nbsp;press&lt;br /&gt;Standing one leg&amp;nbsp; calf raise (hard -- I had no balance!)&lt;br /&gt;Shrugs&lt;br /&gt;Side Bends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Core (with 10 pound ball)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 Seated side to sides&amp;nbsp; with ball in hand&lt;br /&gt;50 Bent leg side to sides on back with ball in between knees&lt;br /&gt;50 Bent leg Sit-ups &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today is &lt;strong&gt;GARDEN&lt;/strong&gt; day for both me and mother dear.&amp;nbsp; Rick's going to help!&amp;nbsp;He's a dear. &amp;nbsp;I don't wimp in&amp;nbsp;the garden... we're talking digging weeds (small trees!), hauling spent brush and ditching it, hauling horsey shit and spreading it, hauling compost and spreading it, raking the garden(s) of weeds, pulling weeds, etc.&amp;nbsp; I use no mechanical devices -- I like the exercise.&amp;nbsp; It's all by hand - even hauling&amp;nbsp;tubs of horse shit&amp;nbsp;up over the hill from my mom's.&amp;nbsp; Talk about weight bearing!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;don't think I'll do any cardio today unless Rick decides he wants to go for a bike ride this afternoon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-1935767054859292185?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/1935767054859292185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=1935767054859292185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/1935767054859292185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/1935767054859292185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/11/back-at-it-again-today.html' title='Back at It Again Today'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2101100541151352366</id><published>2011-11-01T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T01:17:23.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof of the Health Benefits of Weight Bearing Exercise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;At the ripe old age of about 20, I sat on a weight bench for the first time and pumped a little iron.&amp;nbsp; The year was 1981.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://muscleset.com/pg/galleries/misc/rachel_mclish/index.php?probe_type=image&amp;amp;probe_id=1781"&gt; Rachel Mclish&lt;/a&gt; was my mentor at the time - the first Ms. Olympia (1980).&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.flexonline.com/news/where-are-they-now-rachel-mclish"&gt;An interview in 2008&lt;/a&gt; revealed her age of 52, 5'5" tall and 126 pounds. and she lifts weights, runs, and &lt;img height="170" id="il_fi" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1lRrx6K2XQ0/SKSQt2hJ7rI/AAAAAAAAAmY/yHXA6r5nNX0/s200/weights.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="152" /&gt;skis/snowboards today.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For the past 32 years, in some form or fashion, the iron has always been part of my life.&amp;nbsp; Maybe not as a priority in some years, but it never completely went away.&amp;nbsp; Nor did walking, running, and more recently, swimming, kayaking, mountain biking and adventure racing (lifting, crawling, jumping, etc).&amp;nbsp; Last year my mother was diagnosed with advanced osteoporosis and since that time, I've been getting every test I'm permitted to get to be sure I'm not at risk. (If women aren't completely through menopause, you can't get the official bone density scan.).&amp;nbsp; Most health seminars have portable versions of a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dual-energy_X-ray_absorptiometry"&gt;DEXA scan machine&lt;/a&gt; of some sort - either the heel scan or the hand scan.&amp;nbsp; Last week, my annual boob squishing came with a free DEXA scan of my hand.&amp;nbsp; I was thrilled to have the opportunity to get the scan.&amp;nbsp; And the &lt;a href="http://www.osteopenia3.com/dexascan.html"&gt;results &lt;/a&gt;proved those past 32 years of running, jumping and lifting paid off big time.&amp;nbsp; My scan results were +2.9.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Looking at the chart below,&amp;nbsp;I'm off the chart.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Anything above a -1 is considered good.&amp;nbsp; The chart the radiology tech showed me didn't go any higher than +2.9.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She told me, "whatever you are doing, don't stop doing it." &amp;nbsp;So girls, don't stop running, jumping and lifting - ever! &amp;nbsp;I'm living, walking proof of strong bones through exercise and&amp;nbsp;getting enough calcium.&amp;nbsp; My calcium sources are NOT from dairy and I limit meat consumption to about once a week (maybe).&amp;nbsp; I get my calcium from plant sources (soy milk, greens, seeds, blackstrap molasses) and take Vitamin D supplements.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Its working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="wikitable"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Normal bone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;T-score greater than -1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Osteopenia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;T-score between -1 and -2.5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Osteoporosis&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;T-score less than -2.5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Severe (established) osteoporosis&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;T-score less than -2.5 and 1+ osteoporotic fractures&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2101100541151352366?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2101100541151352366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2101100541151352366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2101100541151352366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2101100541151352366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/11/proof-of-health-benefits-of-weight.html' title='Proof of the Health Benefits of Weight Bearing Exercise'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1lRrx6K2XQ0/SKSQt2hJ7rI/AAAAAAAAAmY/yHXA6r5nNX0/s72-c/weights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-403777070229500122</id><published>2011-10-31T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T15:09:30.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days Two and Three of Retirement</title><content type='html'>After Saturday's dumbbell fest, Sunday was slow to get moving.&amp;nbsp; We ended up spending the day with Rick's 93 year old mother doing her wash.&amp;nbsp; The good part is her room is on Floor 3 and the wash is on Floor 1 with some lovely steps in between.&amp;nbsp; Since other folks were using the washer/dryer, we had to check back every 10 minutes or so to see when they were finished using the machines.&amp;nbsp; We got about 30 minutes worth of running&amp;nbsp;up and down the steps and then came home and walked for about and hour and fifteen minutes.&amp;nbsp; The day ended up with almost two hours of walking and stairs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was another dumbbell workout similar to Saturday, a&amp;nbsp;core workout, and then I stepped it up to heavier-weight squats and step-ups with 15 pound dumbbells in each hand.&amp;nbsp; I'm still a lightweight compared to&amp;nbsp;most (30 lb squat), but I gotta build slowly.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then hubby and I walked again for about an hour.&amp;nbsp; Total workout time today was two hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my friend Donna called - yeh!&amp;nbsp; She filled me in on the 15 inches of snow in Michaux State Forest and the stranded Trainwreck they helped get out.&amp;nbsp; Trainwreck is from Ohio and he rents a cabin in Michaux every year around Halloween to ride bike.&amp;nbsp;This year, everyone bailed on him for the ride on Saturday (those wimps... don't they have skis??) so he hung with Donna/Brett for Saturday night.&amp;nbsp; Crazy weekend!&amp;nbsp; Lots of broken tree branches everywhere.&amp;nbsp; It was like a war zone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I almost got my clothes ready to wear to work this week and thought about what to take to lunch.&amp;nbsp; It's gonna take a little time to get out of that work-week routine!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow is a trip to Vanity Fair Outlets in Reading.&amp;nbsp; Mother dear wants to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-403777070229500122?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/403777070229500122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=403777070229500122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/403777070229500122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/403777070229500122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/10/days-two-and-three-of-retirement.html' title='Days Two and Three of Retirement'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-5973519970490270446</id><published>2011-10-29T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T04:02:56.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Retired!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-myiTxOtdBWw/TqvaqxxeweI/AAAAAAAACeE/hYn8z0fieBo/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-myiTxOtdBWw/TqvaqxxeweI/AAAAAAAACeE/hYn8z0fieBo/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;From work that is, but not from working out.&amp;nbsp; I knew for months I was retiring from my desk job yesterday, but not until after I officially left and started my post working-world retirement exercise routine, did it finally sink in.&amp;nbsp; Sooo..... I think I'll start this Chilibloggin thang back up to keep me honest:&amp;nbsp; keep me on track for working out and getting back in shape again.&amp;nbsp; Heck, I have time now!&amp;nbsp; There are&amp;nbsp;NO excuses any more.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.moby.com/discography/play.html"&gt;Moby's Play&lt;/a&gt; is 63 minutes, and that's a perfect timeframe for a weight workout, not to mention Moby's incredibly inspiring music. &amp;nbsp; This was a GOOD weight workout&amp;nbsp; -- not this hurry-up-I-got-other-things-to-do routine that plagued me for years (and kept me from relaxing).&amp;nbsp; Here's what it was like: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Core to warm up: &lt;br /&gt;50 seated&amp;nbsp;lean-back side-to-sides with a weighted ball (don't know the&amp;nbsp;technical name)&lt;br /&gt;50 bent-leg side-to-sides on back with weighted ball (don't know the technical name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbells!&amp;nbsp; All exercises were with 8 pound dumbbells (Planning to build the weight -- just did very light weight to get me back in the swing of things again): &lt;br /&gt;3 sets x 15 or 20 reps each exercise&lt;br /&gt;Side bends&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder presses&lt;br /&gt;Bicep curls&lt;br /&gt;Standing pull-ups&lt;br /&gt;Squats&lt;br /&gt;Lunges&lt;br /&gt;Dead lifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fitness ball:&lt;br /&gt;Chest flys (I think that's what they are called)&lt;br /&gt;Chest press&lt;br /&gt;Side-to-side with weighted ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the floor: &lt;br /&gt;tricep extensions (10 lb. weighted ball)&lt;br /&gt;stretching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back baby!&amp;nbsp; Flabby menopausal belly, GO AWAY!&amp;nbsp; teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-5973519970490270446?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/5973519970490270446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=5973519970490270446' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/5973519970490270446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/5973519970490270446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-retired.html' title='I&apos;m Retired!'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-myiTxOtdBWw/TqvaqxxeweI/AAAAAAAACeE/hYn8z0fieBo/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-4958114590357517423</id><published>2011-06-27T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T08:29:45.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's All Folks</title><content type='html'>My blogging life is over.... see me in the real world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-4958114590357517423?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/4958114590357517423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=4958114590357517423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4958114590357517423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4958114590357517423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/06/thats-all-folks.html' title='That&apos;s All Folks'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-6553932419230153649</id><published>2011-06-23T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T03:43:16.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayak Skills and Strength -  Where Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yyPsNpL_X3k/TgMYGK8mWsI/AAAAAAAACc0/GXv9SwpRzvw/s1600/jillie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 278px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621363254185319106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yyPsNpL_X3k/TgMYGK8mWsI/AAAAAAAACc0/GXv9SwpRzvw/s320/jillie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what I discovered the past two weeks since taking a break from biking? When you do nothing but ride a bike for 8 months, that's pretty much all you can do &lt;em&gt;AFTER&lt;/em&gt; you're done training to ride. My running days are over. I have a physical ailment that raises it's ugly head while running and it's at its worst now that I haven't run in almost 9 months. I think I can hike without the ailment causing too much distress, so I may give that a try at some point. And my other love, kayaking, is a bit less than normal too. It took me four trips on the water to realize my kayak strength is gone and needs rebuilt. Sections of the Dauphin Narrows that I could attain through semi-easily are now a huge struggle. Rick keeps saying, "what's wrong?" And the answer is simple -- I got out of my routine to keep my strength up! We used to regularly go to the YMCA and I'd used the lat pull-down which is a key muscle group for kayaking strength along with working the biceps, traps and&lt;a href="http://www.trails.com/list_1011_primary-muscles-used-kayaking.html"&gt; other muscles along the spine and in the shoulders&lt;/a&gt;. I haven't worked my lats in over 9 months. The only upper body move I've been doing is &lt;a href="http://www.livestrong.com/article/17377-muscles-used-pushup-exercises/"&gt;push-ups &lt;/a&gt;and the only muscle used in the push and in kayaking is the tricep. Down river runs are ok, but attaining will need some work. Strength-building, here I come. Get me up the river again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-6553932419230153649?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6553932419230153649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=6553932419230153649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6553932419230153649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6553932419230153649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/06/kayak-skills-and-strength-where-are-you.html' title='Kayak Skills and Strength -  Where Are You?'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yyPsNpL_X3k/TgMYGK8mWsI/AAAAAAAACc0/GXv9SwpRzvw/s72-c/jillie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-585351041996049150</id><published>2011-06-19T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T02:40:20.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting Out The Trash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DTtI5NPDcWY/Tf3Ct7GO1NI/AAAAAAAACcc/AMSph_qaQQI/s1600/garden%2B6-18-11%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's exactly two weeks since finishing the &lt;a href="http://www.tsepic.com/"&gt;TSE&lt;/a&gt;. The majority of folks that enter this type of event are hard-core riders -- in it for the long haul. Amanda Carey, the girls overall winner at TSE, went on to &lt;a href="http://www.cyclingnews.com/races/national-ultra-endurance-nue-series-lumberjack-100-ne/results"&gt;win the Lumberjack 100 &lt;/a&gt;yesterday. It's obvious her TSE win and fitness is going strong. Three of the top 5 female finishers were also at the TSE. We've been told about this time- two weeks of recovering from the Epic - we'll be feeling strong and ready to do some serious biking. I kinda felt it yesterday, but I'm now letting that thing called life get back in my way. My ride was 1.25 hrs. The plan for 3 hrs first thing in the morning was delayed due to fog. So my mom, the garden, and cooking got in the way and the ride was shortened to 1.25 hrs. Today is a paddle with hubby. Next weekend is busy with motherly assistance, and the following weekend is the 4th of July weekend. AND THERE AIN'T NO BIKING IN THE MIX. Yup, I'm putting all the training &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d62DpHpezGM/Tf3CuEOGz1I/AAAAAAAACck/7lzdFZxC52c/s1600/garden%2B6-18-11%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 262px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619862006690926418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d62DpHpezGM/Tf3CuEOGz1I/AAAAAAAACck/7lzdFZxC52c/s320/garden%2B6-18-11%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and success of finishing the TSE out for the garbage man to pick up. There are no plans to cash-in on the fitness. Is that a waste? Is it a shame to see the bike legs disappear into the onion patch? Some folks are likely cringing at the thought and couldn't imagine committing the time and effort, then let it go to waste. Others may see the logic and realize there's life off the saddle. Part of me is devastated to let it go. It was a LONG 8 months of training. But the larger part of me is finally getting things back in order again. I guess I'm truly a creature of habit and prefer to spend time in the backyard, with hubby, or helping my mom. I can't seem to get away from dirt under my fingernails and hubby's obsession with kayaking. Heck, I even found time to sit on my patio and finish a book I've been reading for too many months now. Fitness, though, is still heavy on my mind. Yes, the endurance is gonna disappear with the bike legs, but staying fit will stay. The plan is two hours of purposeful movement a day and an uber-healthy diet. The movement will be what I feel: running, walking, stretching, biking, kayaking, weight-lifting, gardening, or swimming. The idea is to simply move. Yes, and putting the trash out counts too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-585351041996049150?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/585351041996049150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=585351041996049150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/585351041996049150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/585351041996049150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/06/putting-out-trash.html' title='Putting Out The Trash'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d62DpHpezGM/Tf3CuEOGz1I/AAAAAAAACck/7lzdFZxC52c/s72-c/garden%2B6-18-11%2B012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-8487987255392836080</id><published>2011-06-08T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T09:36:50.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Finisher's Thoughts on the Trans-Sylvania Epic 2011</title><content type='html'>Now that a few days have passed since finishing the TSE and the brain waves are functioning more normally again (Really? There is a “normal?”), there are a few more comments to make. First, thank you Donna! Without a friend, this thing would have been impossible since my goal was not to “compete”, but to finish. Having a friend to train, to plan, and to finally do the event made all the difference. There would have been some long-ass lonely training rides and stages without a buddy to share the pain. Next, the TSE is&lt;strong&gt; a race&lt;/strong&gt;. The promoters label it as “your next adventure vacation” and are trying to attract more weekend warriors like Donna and I, but in the end, &lt;strong&gt;it’s a race.&lt;/strong&gt; There was no holding back the near or at race pace every day if we expected to make the cut-offs. Yes, every stage had a cut-off time and if you didn’t make it, you would be DNF and not get the medal at the end of the week. That part was stressful – every day. We planned our efforts the night before looking at the maps and courses and would ask ourselves, can we make the cut-off? Some days were doubtful, but thanks to the heat, the cut-offs were extended on Stages 2 and 3 for the handful of us that were adventurers, not competitors. I believe there may have been about a half a dozen or so that lagged behind the racers each day and another handful realized they couldn’t do it and DNF’d on their own. I spoke to a gentleman from New Hampshire at Raystown that said he was here for the vacation and didn’t expect to have to race like we were. Feelings were mutual. Raystown was the only stage that we initially thought we couldn’t make the cut off and ended up hitting the half way point (cut off) ½ hour ahead of schedule. Stage 6 was questionable… we hit the checkpoint 15 minutes after what we thought was the cut-off and were told it was extended by 15 minutes because of the delayed start. You have no idea how grateful I was at this point in the race to know we now have a real shot a finishing the entire thing. Making the Stage 6 cutoff was bittersweet. We were both feeling the effects of a week of riding and while we were happy to have made the cut-off, we then realized rocky Tussey Ridge trail was ahead of us. Donna preferred to take it easy at this point while I hopped over rocks with delight. I was feeling unusually good at this point and my rock handling skills were getting better and better each day. Tussey Ridge is an incredible trail sitting high atop one of the highest peaks in the State college area overlooking several valleys. I stopped at one point, looked around, and was overwhelmed with awe. Tears came to my eyes. The mountains are breathtaking. And here I was, at Stage 6, about to finish a week of hard-core mountain biking. It was one of those emotional moments we all have when riding too long. The only day I really had thoughts of DNF was at the beginning of Stage 3. This is where Donna and I got separated – me thinking she was ahead and I told her to “go!” when my chain dropped and I was struggling physically to get moving, and her &lt;em&gt;knowing&lt;/em&gt; I was ahead because she made a wrong turn that I didn’t know about. But after an hour of riding and seeing the whitewater on Penn’s Creek, I perked up and started enjoying the ride. I shared a climb with a young man that did it solo last year and I asked, does it get easier? And he said your body will adapt and it won’t seem as hard. And amazingly, it did. I’m still shocked that I had no physical issues other than a little stiffness in the morning and of course the sore butt to endure every day. We stretched each night, ate pounds of food, and rode again the next day. Food is key. A gal was loading her plate with cake and ice cream and said, “I have absolutely no desire to eat this, but need the calories.” She was right! It was the calories that helped keep us going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire thing was an education. I initially entered for two reasons: they had a class for 50+ master women and I thought training would be a perfect way to lose some weight. There were no other entries in my class and I was thrown to the wolves with the pros. And the weight loss? I gained 10 pounds. I have no regrets and am thrilled to have the finishers medal. Truly, it was a life experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-8487987255392836080?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/8487987255392836080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=8487987255392836080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8487987255392836080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8487987255392836080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/06/more-finishers-thoughts-on-trans.html' title='More Finisher&apos;s Thoughts on the Trans-Sylvania Epic 2011'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-8425396912907409461</id><published>2011-06-05T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T05:02:59.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chili's Adventure Vacation 2011 - Trans-Sylvania Mountain Bike Epic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wF0AyC4Ywmg/TetvfKc695I/AAAAAAAACbU/SsP-fmHSg9s/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614703941619742610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wF0AyC4Ywmg/TetvfKc695I/AAAAAAAACbU/SsP-fmHSg9s/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We trained for 8 months to endure 7 days of mountain bike racing. Many of those training days were very wet and very cold. Mom nature was looking out for us and left the skies loose AFTER we finished on Saturday. Every day was sunshine, warmth, and beautiful trails and yes, I finished every stage. We weren’t void of mud holes though after the past few weeks of downpours. We encountered a mudfest or stream bed somewhere along the course each day. It would be very, very difficult for me to write a report for every day and every detail. Suffice it to say it was an incredible journey and experience. I bulleted the highlights below. The one thing that really stood out for the week was learning how the human body can endure and adapt to &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WnU5F_dTtaU/Tetu603kuuI/AAAAAAAACa0/qDFWGAoHA4U/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614703317350660834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WnU5F_dTtaU/Tetu603kuuI/AAAAAAAACa0/qDFWGAoHA4U/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the condition. We rode every day except the first and last for between 5 and 6.5 hours. We rode hard: up many mountains climbing thousands and thousands of feet and over many rocks. Our wrists went numb on the downhills and the balls of our feet burned. And this is the part that astounds me: my heart rate was low the entire time. On some of the climbs I’d look and it would be 126 bpm ON THE CLIMB. It never once, went over 165. On the downhills, it would drop in the 60s. Obviously, a bunch of fat burning was going on. I dropped 4% fat over those 7 days burning on average about 3,000 calories a day. Of course, we consumed probably more than that in a day to fuel the body for the next day. And yes, the body was slow and tired to start the next day, but after an hour of riding was ready to perform. My beloved 26 inch Specialized Epic Marathon had no issues at all and got me through every day with no mechanicals. I was one of the very few people with a 26 inch bike. I’m going to miss a bunch of details, but its impossible to remember everything while writing this. So here are some of the highlights. Leave a commen&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xVl9-WW6_sU/Tetu7XnLb6I/AAAAAAAACbE/u7OaDZ9ieik/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614703326677135266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xVl9-WW6_sU/Tetu7XnLb6I/AAAAAAAACbE/u7OaDZ9ieik/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t if you have questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bald-Eagle-Coburn was my favorite stage. 96 degrees and 46 miles (I like heat!).&lt;br /&gt;-The old rail tunnel freaked me out when everything went black.&lt;br /&gt;-Raystown was my least favorite. Will never go back&lt;br /&gt;-RB Winter still has a lot of rocks.&lt;br /&gt;-The Queen Stage (Tussey Mountain) was breathtaking on the Tussey Ridge&lt;br /&gt;-There was a streaker in the woods on Stage 2 (yes, a naked man!)&lt;br /&gt;-We had delicious big-ass burritos after RB Winter.&lt;br /&gt;-My legs are black and blue and scratched. Bug bites too. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7KsO6EcMZSo/Tetu7KltlPI/AAAAAAAACa8/VSdPGjknR-I/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614703323181323506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7KsO6EcMZSo/Tetu7KltlPI/AAAAAAAACa8/VSdPGjknR-I/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We ate&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Eat, Ride, Eat, Rest. Repeat.&lt;br /&gt;-Little time to do anything else but eat, ride, and rest.&lt;br /&gt;-The body recovers after 9-10 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;-Hammer products work.&lt;br /&gt;-Coach Eatough’s Trans-Sylvania Epic-specific training plan works.&lt;br /&gt;-Sitting in an icy cold creek or lake helps muscles recover.&lt;br /&gt;-I’m old fashioned - no iPhone! (was disconnected for an entire week).&lt;br /&gt;-Will stay old-fashioned.&lt;br /&gt;-Donna and I thought each was ahead of the other and chased each other for 38 miles on Stage 3. Finally caught up at checkpoint after a guy told me my friend is behind me (and I though she was ahead).&lt;br /&gt;-15 women started, only 12 finished all 7 stages. Thrilled to be one of the finishers.&lt;br /&gt;-Lots of pollen and road dust made us cough and stuffy.&lt;br /&gt;-Sheena saved the day on Friday - sent Marshmallow PB dessert with Brett!&lt;br /&gt;-Pushed to finish -- just wanted to get it over with on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;-Will not ride bike for a couple weeks - tired of biking.&lt;br /&gt;-May not race anymore - no desire to train.&lt;br /&gt;-Glad to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-8425396912907409461?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/8425396912907409461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=8425396912907409461' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8425396912907409461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8425396912907409461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/06/chilis-adenture-vacation-2011-trans.html' title='Chili&apos;s Adventure Vacation 2011 - Trans-Sylvania Mountain Bike Epic'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wF0AyC4Ywmg/TetvfKc695I/AAAAAAAACbU/SsP-fmHSg9s/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2697362910688708329</id><published>2011-05-31T04:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T04:17:42.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Race Jill, Not a Ride!</title><content type='html'>When I signed up for this thang, I thought since it's endurance riding, it would be a casual pace. NOT! We are all out racing and pushing ourselves. The first day was a time trial, so obviously we went fast. Donna was 12th and I was 13th out of 15 girls. Remember, half of them are professional athletes so we were both very pleased with our finishes. No DFL! (Dead ____ Last!) Yesterday was long and hot. It took us 6.50 hours to finish and we ended up 11th and 12th. Again, happy. I may not post too much cause donna is more technologically connected than me, so please check her blog too for pictures and updates. &lt;a href="http://www.donnabrett.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.donnabrett.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2697362910688708329?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2697362910688708329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2697362910688708329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2697362910688708329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2697362910688708329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-race-jill-not-ride.html' title='It&apos;s a Race Jill, Not a Ride!'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-8025886652453364502</id><published>2011-05-28T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T03:01:08.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Departing Thoughts</title><content type='html'>In 6 hours I'm off to State College to compete in one of those memorable lifetime events. The last time I did something like this was in Hawaii, 6 years ago - I ended up qualifying for a World Competition of the &lt;a href="http://www.xterraplanet.com/"&gt;Xterra&lt;/a&gt; off-road triathlons -- and I felt the same way leaving for that as I do now. Nervous, anxious, a little scared, apprehensive (am I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; ready??) and excited at the same time. It's an odd feeling - one that makes the head spin with zillions of thoughts if you allow it. 8 solid months of serious training is about to be put to the test. One thing I learned between Hawaii and now is to &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; think too much about it and just savor each moment, which is exactly the plan. I'm about to bake some &lt;a href="http://www.artintheage.com/spirits-aita/"&gt;Root&lt;/a&gt; cookies for me and Donna to enjoy as we laze around watching the racers roll in this evening and tomorrow before the first stage. We'll be mingling with some of the nations best endurance mountain bikers - I'm humbled at the thought. But vacations have another meaning -- to relax and unwind. And my idea of unwinding is on the bike seat (or in my kayak). So there's no doubt this will be a worthwhile vacation. If Donna got her laptop working, I'll be making updates to the blog. If she didn't, I'll update you next Sunday. All in all, we're off to see the Wizard - the &lt;em&gt;wonderful&lt;/em&gt; wizard of oz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-8025886652453364502?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/8025886652453364502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=8025886652453364502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8025886652453364502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8025886652453364502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/departing-thoughts.html' title='Departing Thoughts'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-1820067253696640153</id><published>2011-05-24T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T04:44:12.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joe's Final Exam</title><content type='html'>From taking that first step to figure out how to stand to taking a driver’s test to move us from childhood to becoming an adult, we are questioned and tested on our abilities. Tests are a necessary must to continue the forward momentum of life. We are constantly examined from pre-school to grad school on every word and thought driven into our skulls. After school life &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BfKPrh7T8aw/TduZ7w4sQGI/AAAAAAAACag/A_764SqMrNc/s1600/final-exam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 232px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610247012834099298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BfKPrh7T8aw/TduZ7w4sQGI/AAAAAAAACag/A_764SqMrNc/s320/final-exam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ends, we are tested by the real world. Our bosses analyze our performance using money as a reward or punishment. Our kids test our authority more often than not. Spouses test our patience and tolerance. Just how long can YOU put up with pee on the toilet seat? Did you really NEED to buy that $400 pink flamingo lawn ornament? It’s all just one big test. For the past 32 weeks, I’ve been studying for next week’s final exam – the Trans-Sylvania Epic – the 7-day mountain bike “race” I entered last October. At first, my brain tested my physical ability to even attempt such a thing. Do you really think you can endure 7 days of mountain biking? Do you think you can get through it without any injuries? You aren’t a kid anymore you know. How do you expect to recover fast enough to continue riding? Once I aced that mind-boggling self-criticism examination, the physical testing came into play. Weeks and weeks of winter bike riding trials and tribulations seemed never-ending. Snow and sub-freezing temps forced my butt indoors. Then the test became how long can one tolerate spinning in one place without moving? It was nothing but riding bike for hours on end. Twelve and fourteen hour weeks in the saddle became the norm, not the abnormal – all while testing my need to maintain a full-time job as a “Joe” and endure a two-hour commute every day. The test also was on toleration of one sport with no variation – something I haven’t done for over 8 years. Would I be able to do absolutely nothing but ride bike? Won’t I miss trail running and paddling? Priorities were tested. What once was top priority became mediocre and put on the “can wait” list. Experimentation of numerous combinations of foods and calories became yet one more test. Was I eating enough? Was I eating the right foods? What if I tried this “diet” or that one? Next week will be the final exam for this year’s semester. The test will be over a seven-day period and cover all my studies over the past 8 months: the training plan, the bike, the physical ability, the diet, the attitude, and of course one of the reasons I entered this thing in the first place, my age. All will be scrutinized, examined and quizzed. I’m really looking forward to graduation and getting my final grade. I got my hat and gown ready and the bottle of champagne for the graduation party afterwards. It’s time to line up for the commencement procession. Bring it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-1820067253696640153?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/1820067253696640153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=1820067253696640153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/1820067253696640153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/1820067253696640153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/joes-final-exam.html' title='Joe&apos;s Final Exam'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BfKPrh7T8aw/TduZ7w4sQGI/AAAAAAAACag/A_764SqMrNc/s72-c/final-exam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-8591280606261627907</id><published>2011-05-23T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T08:04:26.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 3 Days of Rain Now for the TSE</title><content type='html'>They changed the forecast... only 3 days of rain predicted! I'm really not relying on any weathermen at this point -- just getting a kick out of seeing what they are predicting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-8591280606261627907?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/8591280606261627907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=8591280606261627907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8591280606261627907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8591280606261627907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/only-3-days-of-rain-now-for-tse.html' title='Only 3 Days of Rain Now for the TSE'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-3743302493438740234</id><published>2011-05-22T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T04:07:52.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain in the Forecast for the TSE - Really?</title><content type='html'>I cannot tell a lie -- I went off the training plan yesterday. Yes, I did the 3.5 hours of "endurance ride at 70-75% of Heart rate (exactly 75% at 135 average) at a pace I'd be riding the TSE (I thought of Donna pushing me the entire time so we make the cut-offs! I pushed hills and pedaled like hell on the down hill and flat sections), but I did it on the cross bike on back country roads. Why? Because I'm preserving the little bit of tolerance of wet conditions I have remaining for the Trans-Sylvania Epic. AND, I cleaned my bike real good and gave it a thorough going over (Rick helped) and I don't want to ride it anymore before the Epic. I had this feeling rain would be in the forecast - we can't go for 7 days without rain at the Epic -- and when I looked at the long range forecast this morning, low and behold, they are calling for rain 6 of the 7 days. BUT -- that ain't a problem! We've been training in rainy conditions, so BRING IT! We're ready! After all, it's mountain biking and a little mud ain't gonna hurt a thing. Today I'll hit the local mountain on my back-up bike - the niner - for a two hour stint. That bike will then get a thorough cleaning for its trip next week. We're in the final 5 days of training. Wow... it's almost over. It's been one hell of a journey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-3743302493438740234?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3743302493438740234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=3743302493438740234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3743302493438740234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3743302493438740234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/rain-in-forecast-for-tse-really.html' title='Rain in the Forecast for the TSE - Really?'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-9033032465566544555</id><published>2011-05-19T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T09:30:57.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Days to Go - If We Ain't Ready by Now...</title><content type='html'>When we ran into Mike Kuhn last weekend while pre-riding Stage 2 of the Trans-Sylvania Mountain Bike Epic, he asked, "How do you feel? Are you ready?" I wasn't sure how to answer and my spur-of-the-moment without-much-thinking answer was. "I don't know. We've been following Chris's training plan pretty much to the T and while there weren't a bunch of super-long rides on there, there were certainly consecutive days of 2-3-4 hour rides. So I guess I'm ready, but I won't know for sure until the Epic." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after riding all of Stage 2 and about 8 miles more (almost like doing the Stoopid 50!), my answer would now be. "YES!" I'm proud to say I feel ready. It was a stretch to get through the 50-mile day, but after eating, resting, and getting up and doing another 2.5 hours the next day and still feeling ok, yes - I feel ready. And now that we are in the taper, we're both starting to get re-energized and come race week, we'll be ready to ride like crazy women. I think we're gonna pull this thing off! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different subject- how 'bout that Gropenator!? (Arnold). Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-9033032465566544555?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/9033032465566544555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=9033032465566544555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/9033032465566544555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/9033032465566544555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/nine-days-to-go-if-we-aint-ready-by-now.html' title='Nine Days to Go - If We Ain&apos;t Ready by Now...'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-5210672041840780357</id><published>2011-05-16T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T04:09:18.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final "Long-Ride" Weekend Before the TSE</title><content type='html'>Mist on the mountains, chipmunks, flowing and sweet singletrack, comfortable temps, and good friends to ride with. What more could you ask for?? The Dubya's and me headed to Rothrock State Forest this weekend to get our final long-ride weekend in before the Trans-Sylvania Epic. Scott and Jen Hildebrand joined us for Friday afternoon's 2.5 hour ride. The trails in State College are U.N.B.E.L.I.E.V.A.B.L.E. They are very well built and maintained and I think Donna and I will be having SO much fun on them for 7 days that we'll forget the fact we might have aches and pains and worries about making the cut offs. Saturday, we rode all of Stage 2 and some. Greenwood Furnace is about a 3 mile ride to the course, so we got the 43 mile stage and the 6 and something miles to and from the camp leaving us with 50 miles under our belts on Saturday. FIFTY MILES. All in one day. The Stage had maybe 1/2 fireroad/hardtop road and 1/2 singletrack (I'm guessing). We spent 6.75 hours on our bike seats. I just realized the Dubya's are half way to their Shenandoah 100 goal with this ride! At mile marker 40, I was ready to call it a day and Brett really wanted to do Sassafras to the "new trail" to Pig Pile. I was tired, but pushed on for 10 more miles and was very glad to have ridden Pig Pile to know what to expect in the race. The "new trail" is a connector between Sassafras and Pig Pile and has some amazing rockwork on it. Somebody puts a LOT of tender loving care into those trails. Our training has been very kind to Donna. I was having some trouble staying with her as we tested our speed to make time where we could so we are sure to make cut-offs. There was this crazy downhill section near the Boy Scout camp that I was praying the entire way down. Donna was running it like a professional downhiller and I lost sight of her about half way down. I was skeered! I guess the reminder of my $6,000 front teeth from a bike accident held me back a little and come race week, I will likely do the same because I was only a minute or so behind her and we typically catch up to one another at other sections. It started raining Saturday night and we packed up Sunday morning and headed home, hoping the rain would stop enough for us to get our 3 hr endurance ride in on Sunday. I eeked out a 2.5 hr road ride before getting rained upon. Today is a rest day, tomorrow is an easy ride day, and back at some high intensity stuff on Wednesday and Thursday. The weekend is less hours as is next week. We're starting our taper for race week. Yeh! It's so close now I can taste it. And how do we feel?? Ready to ride for 7 days! I think we'll pull this thing off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-5210672041840780357?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/5210672041840780357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=5210672041840780357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/5210672041840780357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/5210672041840780357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/final-long-ride-weekend-before-tse.html' title='Final &quot;Long-Ride&quot; Weekend Before the TSE'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-6654780341921375255</id><published>2011-05-12T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:31:30.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost the Two Week Countdown to the TSE</title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe its almost here. After over 8 months of training, the Trans-Sylvania Epic is around the corner. The lists are made and packing has begun, but am I physically ready for this thing? Was the 20-week Eatough winter training plan and the 12-week Transylvania Epic-specific training plan enough? Will the 8 pounds I gained during that 8 months of training be a detriment or complement (there's a little muscle in there, I think!). Will I be able to accomplish a feat never before attempted: 7 days of mountain bike riding, er, "racing"? I'm a Joe, so I can't say I'll be "racing" for 7 days. My racing skills of years ago are rarely tapped these days and endurance riding is a welcome change. There were a couple XC Simulations in the training plan, but they were painful. So what are my thoughts on each day unfolding? Day one shouldn't be much of a problem at 10 miles - especially in a time-trial prologue. I like day one. Day two is the most difficult they claim at 43 miles. But its also open to the public so we're happy there may not be a cut-off. Stage 3 is 47 miles and to be honest, from there on out I can't be sure what will happen. Stage 4 is 42 miles of Lake Raystown - my LEAST favorite stage. You heard that right. I don't care much for the Raystown trails. They are very un-natural to me and I despise getting air. And because I won't be going fast to get air, there's a possibility I won't make the cut-off. But we'll just have to wait and see what happens. Stage 5 is mini cross country races at R.B. Winter - one of my favorite places to ride. I sure hope I have legs left by then so I can enjoy the trails in RB Winter. Stage 6 is the famed Rothrock Tussey Mountain. Again, hoping I can muster up some legs and energy at this point of the race to do that stage. And finally, the 7th stage is Bald Eagle Little Poe which I understand is a fun ride because by this last day, most "racers" are ready to just "ride." Huh -- they'll ALL be Joes on the 7th stage. I'm very, very much looking forward to the experience. I'm a sucker for a challenge and this is truly one to remember that will go down in the record books. I try real hard not to think about cut-offs or even "will I finish." The thought process has been focused on just doing what it takes to be ready for it, then just go do it and take whatever is dished out. If I feel good - I'll ride my heart out! If I feel tired - I'll SLEEP (and eat) when I'm done riding. I'm anxious to see this all come together. And of course I'm ready to ride this thing with my training pardner for the past 8 months -- Donna. I think we'll both be in celebration mode the entire week! We made it. We're going to the Trans-Sylvania Epic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-6654780341921375255?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6654780341921375255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=6654780341921375255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6654780341921375255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6654780341921375255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/almost-two-week-countdown-to-tse.html' title='Almost the Two Week Countdown to the TSE'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-7021189769609448913</id><published>2011-05-09T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T03:53:48.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Using That Little Ring</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's 3-hour endurance road ride followed Saturday's 4-hour endurance mountain trail ride which was a BUNCH of climbing. So what route did I decide to do yesterday not really thinking it through? You guessed it - one with even more climbing. It's a lovely back road ride in Lower Northumberland county, Pennsylvania, along the Mahantango mountain to the Susquehanna river. I had forgotten how hilly it is and after Saturday's climbing ride, each hill was agonizing - even on a road bike. I recall when I bought my road bike, I hesitated because of the 3rd little ring (it's a touring bike, not a "real" road bike). But boy-o-boy was I a happy little girl to shift down into that tiny little ring yesterday on each and every hill. Today, the legs are screaming. I'm super-grateful we have two rest days this week. Thanks Coach - you know what you're doing, don't you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-7021189769609448913?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/7021189769609448913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=7021189769609448913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/7021189769609448913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/7021189769609448913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/using-that-little-ring.html' title='Using That Little Ring'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-8125121145362652692</id><published>2011-05-08T05:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T05:59:45.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuthin' Like Michaux for Training</title><content type='html'>The trails of Michaux State Forest have come a long way since my first race there in 2002. I recall rocks - and lots of them - in 4-wheeler torn doubletrack with washed sections and mud holes a foot deep. I remember worn in trail from years of use with banked corners. Yesterday, we rode Michaux for 4 hours and the newer trails nowadays are pristine, flowing, less rocky, and oh-so-sweet. I couldn't begin to tell you trail names other than Vista, but we were on some lovely singletrack intertwined with doubletrack, fire road, rail trail and road. We climbed, and climbed, and climbed. I think it was 4 or 5 times we went up and down the sides of mountains. What better way to prep for the TSE. The Dubya's did a fine job of laying out a route even though we ended up re-routing the end at the 3 hour marker 'cause we were all a little giddy at that point and just wanted to get home and eat steak. Yesterday was my last training session in Michaux. (:() Next weekend is Greenwood Furnace and the following weekend will be close to home to catch up on domestic stuff because the following two weekends are the Epic. Today is a 3-hour road ride. I really wanted to get out at 6:00 am so I could enjoy the day with my mother, but we were fogged in so the ride will be this evening. In exactly three weeks, we'll be suiting up for the prologue, the first day of the TSE. Three weeks will be here before we know it. Holy training-session Batman - the Epic is almost here and 8 months of training is coming to end. What a journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-8125121145362652692?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/8125121145362652692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=8125121145362652692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8125121145362652692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8125121145362652692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/nuthin-like-michaux-for-training.html' title='Nuthin&apos; Like Michaux for Training'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-6110200305606217871</id><published>2011-05-07T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T03:46:04.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"XC Race Simulation"</title><content type='html'>Thursday evening's training session was our first of four "XC Race Simulation" sessions for the final Race Prep Training from the Chris Eatough training plan for the Trans-Sylvania Epic. I honestly can't recall the last time I rode at race pace - riding so hard I hit a new max heart rate of 182. We were to do 2x30 minutes at 85-90% of our max heart rate. Can't say what my average heart rate was during the 30 minute intervals, but suffice it to say it was more like 95% most of the time. We climbed hard, descended fast, and screamed bloody murder at spots. Riding fast certainly boosts the fitness level. Only three more of these until the race which is good because they are not easy! (And to think the pros will ride that pace or faster the duration of the Epic. They ain't human.) Thursday's ride was at Swatara State park which is sort of like the Raystown stage with shorter and less steep uphill sections. The next three sessions will be at "The Farm" which is also lacking rocks, but has some steeper, longer climbs. The Farm should be a good place to do these XC simulations too. We'll get to finally see how we compare with others at race pace because some of the Mountainside folks should be riding at the farm on Wednesday. Friday was an endurance paced trail ride and I couldn't get on my local trails due to hunting. So I rode the berm of the roads, fields, and up farmers stony driveways. It felt like a pretty good trade off. Today is a 4-hour endurance ride in Michaux that will simulate one of the stages at the Epic with a good mix of fire road, climbs, rocks, and singletrack. Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Dubya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-6110200305606217871?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6110200305606217871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=6110200305606217871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6110200305606217871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6110200305606217871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/xc-race-simulation.html' title='&quot;XC Race Simulation&quot;'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-1499959427595672275</id><published>2011-05-04T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T03:47:29.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain Bike Training - On Rail Trail??</title><content type='html'>Families love riding bike on rail trail. Fisherman take their poles and tackle boxes on their bikes up rail trail to choice fishing holes. Summertime hikers love rail trail. And 7-day mountain bike racers train on rail trail. Huh?? Wouldn't you guys want to be riding rocks, roots, and climbing your asses off with only 4ish weeks left until the big week?? Wouldn't you want to be riding stuff that simulates the 7 mountain trail stages that will take you 3-5 hours to finish? Yes... and our time is coming for that this weekend and next. But last night's plan called for "Road:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Long effort. 1x60min at a tempo pace (80% effort). The burn should be there throughout, but under control and tolerable. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Donna was hoping to hook up with a group road ride near her home that didn't pan out and I was planning on a Shippen Dam Road road ride (near Millersburg, PA and part of the &lt;a href="http://www.tourdemillersburg.com/"&gt;Millersburg Crit weekend&lt;/a&gt;). But when Donna's group ride didn't happen, I thought maybe she'd be interested in doing the Stony Rail Trail. Coach Chris said at one point we could ride our mountain bikes on fire road in place of road ride and rail trail is comparable to fire road. The obvious benefits to rail trail are aboslutely no interruptions, a very consistent level (flat!) with no rolling hills or disruptions in your heart rate, and you can stay within a few beats of the recommended heart range the duration of the tempo ride. It was perfect. We rode a solid hour in our prescribed heart ranges. Well, mine was higher at about 86%, but I was ok with that 'cause when I trained for racing with the Wild Blues Team, I was nearly always in that range. I was feeling the burn throughout as the plan recommended. Donna's range is a little higher than mine so I had to work a little harder and at times I had to draft her to get the heart beat down a bit (thank you Donna!). I think I had a bit of dehydration going on too from not drinking enough all day. That will make the heart beat a little higher too. Rail trail training at tempo is ideal and don't ever let anyone tell you it's not. Last night, we averaged 13 mph on our mountain bikes. My average heart beat was 152 until we were finished (155 during the hour at tempo). It was yet another good training session. (Feeling great today -- the true tell-tale sign of how good the session was). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-1499959427595672275?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/1499959427595672275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=1499959427595672275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/1499959427595672275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/1499959427595672275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/mountain-bike-training-on-rail-trail.html' title='Mountain Bike Training - On Rail Trail??'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-427958075451249147</id><published>2011-05-01T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T03:56:11.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chili's Great Adventure</title><content type='html'>I used to adventure race and yesterday reminded me why I did it. F.U.N. It gets you out of your routine -- outside the box. It gets you bloody, frustrated (in a good way), a little skeered, and almost always stiff the next day from using muscles that aren't used to that kind of activity. My 3-hr ride was local (to save gas money!) on the local mountain which has a serious network of ATV trails (&lt;a href="http://www.tctri.org/index.html"&gt;there's a club &lt;/a&gt;that socks guests $50 bucks a day to ride there!) and old mining trails. Of course I got lost - yet again. I wanted to do this loop that included an ATV trail up and over the mountain to an old logging trail that's about 10 minutes from my house. But I wasn't sure which trail it was. So I had to trek up 1/4 of the mountain to see if I had the right trail (there are a bunch of confusing trails on the ATV section). The first try bumped me into two hikers which is very rare to see on these lands. It turns out they are locals who are very familiar with Rattling Creek. The one guy turns 91 next week! I was impressed. The second try was another dead end like the first. And the third trail I knew wasn't correct, but it was a new road that I wanted to see what was there. It almost looked like private land that someone tried to set up a camp of some sort but vandals destroyed it. Next to it was a pipeline that I knew led straight to the trail I was looking for -- at the bottom of the other side of the mountain. "Look Jill -- there's an obvious path up to the top. Just a couple rocks to climb over and a log or two -- but it can't be that bad." Ha! Who was I kidding. 45 minutes later, my legs were bleeding from the thorny weeds, my ankles were killing me from having to plant my feet into the ground so I wouldn't slide on my ass (it was STEEP), and my shoulder was hurting like hell from carrying my bike the entire time. There was no way to set the bike down - it was too steep and too rocky. Yes, think Wigwam going up and then turning around and go back down. Double the length. I was never so happy to see an established trail in my life. I was also never so happy to get home in one piece. It was quite the adventure. It certainly took the boredom out of a routine ride by myself. Rick was getting a little worried -- he didn't know how long I'd be and Bear Valley isn't a place you want to be messing around (old open mine shafts too). He was happy to see me. I was happy to see him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-427958075451249147?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/427958075451249147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=427958075451249147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/427958075451249147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/427958075451249147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/chilis-great-adventure.html' title='Chili&apos;s Great Adventure'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-9099965201218149339</id><published>2011-05-01T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T04:04:09.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Hundie This Year</title><content type='html'>About a month ago, Donna signed up for the Shenandoah 100 which made me think about doing the Wilderness 101 which I wanted to do for years. This year, with all this endurance training base, would be the year to do it. Yesterday was the last day to sign up before the price went from $130 to $150. Last weekend, I paddled an hour or so with hubby and he went for a bike ride with me this week and I realized how much I miss doing stuff with him. We haven't really done anything together since I started training for the Epic. Missing hubby, coupled with my weed patch of a garden, along with caring for dear old mom, told me to skip the hundie and get back to my other life. So life after the TSE will be normal for at least three weeks (recovery period). Then I'll likely ride when I feel like it or have time. Paddling is on top of the list during recovery. I can't wait to paddle with hubby again! I miss my boat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-9099965201218149339?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/9099965201218149339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=9099965201218149339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/9099965201218149339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/9099965201218149339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-hundie-this-year.html' title='No Hundie This Year'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-3744895106037131315</id><published>2011-04-29T02:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T02:52:50.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Only 29 Friggin Days Away</title><content type='html'>I'm not exactly sure what to think about the fact that in about a month, we'll be packing our bikes and bags and heading to State College for 7 days of frolicking on our bikes. Actually, I try NOT to think about it - it makes me too nervous and the thought process hurts: Am I riding enough? Will I last 7 days of hardcore trail riding? Will my bike hold up? Should I take it for a tune-up before I go? Should I take spare parts? Will there be a kid there I can hire for the week to clean it up and check it over after each ride? Will the food be ok... should I take my own can't-live-without-staples like soy protein? What will I wear? What will cover my jiggly parts? Will we make the cut off each day? Are we riding fast enough to make that cut-off? And on. And on. And on. So what do I do? Just not think about and go ride. This week was an easy rest week and my thoughts focused on work -- it's a bit nutty right now with the new Gov implementing his new initiatives. Folks are NOT getting replaced as they quit, so the work just keeps piling up hirer and hirer on the rest of us that stay. It's starting to get old. Not to mention the fact I haven't gotten a raise now for 3 years for taking on this extra work. It's starting to get REAL old. Biking is my escape from my work madness at the moment. My wonderful boss has been allowing me to take Fridays off to help my mom so I can ride on weekends. He's an outdoors guy and thinks that me training for this race is pretty cool. I'm grateful for that. So today, I'm off and plan to take a lovely two-hour back country road ride on Jake (the cyclocross bike) this afternoon to "escape" from it all. And while I'm doing that, I won't think about too much except dodging cracks in the road and road kill. Not even the royal wedding would keep me from my escape. Thank you bike!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-3744895106037131315?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3744895106037131315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=3744895106037131315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3744895106037131315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3744895106037131315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-only-29-friggin-days-away.html' title='It&apos;s Only 29 Friggin Days Away'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-3065148134144686836</id><published>2011-04-24T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T08:04:15.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for Anything --  Training in Rain, Sleet, or Hail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MAauO6j9b6Q/TbQ7nCK_PHI/AAAAAAAACaI/bT_suX6ieH0/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599165778512264306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MAauO6j9b6Q/TbQ7nCK_PHI/AAAAAAAACaI/bT_suX6ieH0/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom nature has really been cooking up some strange dishes lately. Last weekend, Donna and Brett had to ride in something like a monsoon in Raystown (I would have been there too if the flu didn't hit); this week was quirky with more rain than sun and yes, we trained in a pelting sleet/rain mix on Friday night during our Stony climb. Saturday was to be a 4.5 hr Swatara ride and guess what it was doing Saturday when we woke up? Donna was a little weary of the mud and cold, so we actually stayed indoors on the trainer on Saturday. Neither of us really wanted to be indoors, but neither of our hubbies are too keen on replacing drive trains from riding in gritty mud either. So we spent 3 hrs on the trainer listening to Coach Troy. It was good. Today, Easter Sunday, the sun shine peaked through a little at daybreak. It was a &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uMbwn8F3hyM/TbQ6XbbiHvI/AAAAAAAACZw/h8q2rYKA53w/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 272px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599164410903011058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uMbwn8F3hyM/TbQ6XbbiHvI/AAAAAAAACZw/h8q2rYKA53w/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;beautiful sunrise ride. I headed to my local mountain for a short 3.5 hour, 25 mile half road/half trail jaunt. Hubby informed me when I got home we're going paddling this afternoon in the local creek (the water is higher &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4w7nhVgjMdo/TbQ6XkLxjqI/AAAAAAAACZ4/1xqdJBLH1UM/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 249px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599164413252832930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4w7nhVgjMdo/TbQ6XkLxjqI/AAAAAAAACZ4/1xqdJBLH1UM/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;than normal making it a perfect paddling level). So that will be the icing on the weekend exercise cake. The week coming is R&amp;amp;R. My flu bug/congestion is gone and I'd really like to ride since I missed last &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yN72Vzuourc/TbQ6XsSw2XI/AAAAAAAACaA/Q-noJ72uCSU/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599164415429630322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yN72Vzuourc/TbQ6XsSw2XI/AAAAAAAACaA/Q-noJ72uCSU/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weekend, but I better stick to the plan, as the coach suggested. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-3065148134144686836?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3065148134144686836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=3065148134144686836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3065148134144686836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3065148134144686836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/04/ready-for-anything-training-in-rain.html' title='Ready for Anything --  Training in Rain, Sleet, or Hail'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MAauO6j9b6Q/TbQ7nCK_PHI/AAAAAAAACaI/bT_suX6ieH0/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-5293366158217312461</id><published>2011-04-23T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T02:24:45.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rattling Run Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=40.420365,-76.809971&amp;amp;spn=0.039206,0.072098&amp;amp;t=u&amp;amp;z=13&amp;amp;mapclient=jsapi&amp;amp;oi=map_misc&amp;amp;ct=api_logo"&gt;I never knew it had a name.&lt;/a&gt; We always thought of the "Stony Climb" as just that, a brutal 45-minute fire road climb from Stony Creek at 508 feet above sea level, to the radio tower on the top of Third Mountain outside of Dauphin, PA, at 1,601 feet. &lt;a href="http://www.mountainzone.com/mountains/detail.asp?fid=2350756"&gt;Stony Creek &lt;/a&gt;used to be a popular mountain bike destination until the Game Commission shut down the trails to mountain biking and horses about 10 years ago. The Stony Climb and the rail trail remained open with the climb still being all its cracked up to be -- an incredibly good training ride climbing 1100 feet. Donna and I climbed Stony last evening after a hiatus of about 3-4 (or longer) years from these training grounds. The road is still bad getting there, and the climb itself is still long, hard, and beautiful once on top. We both commented how our heart rates didn't climb as high as they used to years ago. Funny how that happens. We were pelted a short bit with icy sleet and the rain never let up the entire two hours. Although it wasn't a washout downpour, we were still soaking wet and cold when done. The temp was 41 degrees. It was an out and back ride, turning around just before the turn to head back down to the rail trail about 7.5 miles from the start. We climbed the rocky section which was interesting -- neither of us ever did that before. All in all, another great training ride with my training partner. It's SO nice to have a buddy to train with. I was just thinking last week how bored I'm getting with the Rattling Creek trails riding by myself all the time over there. The Rattling Creek system is small -- and there's only so many ways you slice and dice riding there and its starting to get old after 10 years. I gotta get out more. I'm really looking forward to riding the farm at Marysville after work starting May 4 and each Wednesday after that up until the Epic. The plan calls for race pace every Wednesday and we're both anxious to test our speed so we can build a little more speed to make the cut-offs at the Epic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-5293366158217312461?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/5293366158217312461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=5293366158217312461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/5293366158217312461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/5293366158217312461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/04/rattling-run-trail.html' title='Rattling Run Trail'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-500133170397593848</id><published>2011-04-20T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T15:54:27.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle</title><content type='html'>After being sick with the 24-hour flu over the weekend, last night was the first day back on the bike with an easy spin on the trainer and today was an easy spin on the road with the mountain bike. Both felt fantastic. Today, especially, I felt strong -- an obvious positive side effect of laying off for a couple days. Tomorrow is a 2-hour ride on the Rattling Creek trails of which I think I'm going to test out some speed and see how many miles I can get on singletrack in 2 hours. I can't imagine it will be much different than what I've been putting in - about 12-14 miles in two hours depending which trails I ride (I've been doing mostly climbing). I think I'll do a half and half -- half singletrack and half snowmobile trail and/or fire road. They say many of the stages at the Epic are a mix, so why not do the same at Rattling Creek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-500133170397593848?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/500133170397593848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=500133170397593848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/500133170397593848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/500133170397593848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/04/back-in-saddle.html' title='Back in the Saddle'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-6535891765546197193</id><published>2011-04-19T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T12:24:26.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Flu Training</title><content type='html'>So the flu was short-lived, thank god! The fever didn't stay much longer than a 24-hour period and I still have some sniffles, but very little. The coach says, "&lt;em&gt;Make sure you recover completely, then give yourself 2 days of easy riding to build back into the routine, then resume the training wherever that puts you. Don't worry about making up for lost time. It really doesn't work that way, and you just have to accept that everyone gets sick sometimes and move on from there."&lt;/em&gt; I really wanted to spin easy last night but my better judgment said, no, don't. Even Rick said, "what... you're actually going to take that advice??" So tonight I'm psyched to spin easy for 2 hours. It's raining, so it'll be all indoors which is fine by me for the first time back on the bike since Friday. I feel confident the break was not a detriment. It wasn't much longer than a normal rest week and I may replace one of the rest days next week with a road ride since I missed this past weekend. We'll see how it goes the remainder of this week and the weekend. Donna and I are a little concerned about making the cut-offs for the stages at the Epic so we're going to test our speed this weekend at Swatara. We plan to do 3 loops of all the trails in 4.5 hours. That would make it 40-something miles which is comparable to the Raystown loop. We haven't really been riding out of our endurance zones too much, so we decided its time to start crushing a little. Crossing our fingers....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-6535891765546197193?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6535891765546197193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=6535891765546197193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6535891765546197193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6535891765546197193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/04/post-flu-training.html' title='Post Flu Training'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2627480926011968812</id><published>2011-04-16T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T12:45:34.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sidelined - Flu</title><content type='html'>In 1979, I spent two days in bed shaking, dizzy, head achy, body tingling from head to toe and a feeling of not being concerned about absolutely anything - my hair, teeth, clothes, house, or even the pets. They can live without food for a couple more hours. It was a feeling of total illness - head to toe. Fast forward 32 years later and its back. The good old fashioned flu. This time around though, I'm in the midst of training for a 7-day staged mountain bike race. How will being forced to take time off affect my fitness? Only time will tell. I'm hopeful this will be on its way out of my body by Monday and I can get back on the bike -- very easy spinning to start. This is really sucking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2627480926011968812?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2627480926011968812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2627480926011968812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2627480926011968812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2627480926011968812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/04/sidelined-flu.html' title='Sidelined - Flu'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-3688627543857588012</id><published>2011-04-14T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T03:46:04.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>44 Days to the Transylvania Epic and Counting</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Donna shared with me &lt;a href="http://www.cyclingdirt.org/coverage/237138-Trans-Sylvania-MTB-Epic/video/338502-Stage-4-Trans-Sylvania-MTB-Epic"&gt;some videos&lt;/a&gt; from last year of Stages 4 and 5 of the TSE -- the RB Winter mini cross-country races and Raystown. They're inspiring and scary! Scary you say? To be honest, not once did I think of this thing as an all-out "race." The focus of the past couple months of training and contemplating 7-days of riding has always -- and continues to be -- &lt;strong&gt;finish all stages&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm 51-1/2. Heck, I feel lucky I can ride a bike, let alone do this. The videos show mostly the competitive types and they are riding fasssstt. The women's category this year is at least half stacked with professional mountain bikers who will be racing to win. I started a post on Facebook asking folks to comment on the adventurous challenge of the TSE -- not necessarily the "racing" aspect of this thing. &lt;a href="http://bikekarmen.wordpress.com/"&gt;Karmen Woelber,&lt;/a&gt; from Idaho, commented she too is in it for the challenge. I'm sure there are others that will join us adventure seekers - the "Joes" as someone put put it. "This is a race that the "Pros and Joes" alike race side-by-side." Yes, the pros absolutely are extremely inspiring and fun to watch. And of course there's the incredible trails we're going to get to ride for 7 days straight. That, in itself, will be phenomenal. And its only 44 days away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-3688627543857588012?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3688627543857588012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=3688627543857588012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3688627543857588012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3688627543857588012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/04/44-days-to-transylvania-epic-and.html' title='44 Days to the Transylvania Epic and Counting'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-1828958385041558100</id><published>2011-04-12T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T16:56:03.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Minutes is Really a Long Time</title><content type='html'>Today's training was a 2-hour road ride with 2 x 30 minutes at 80% of maximum heart rate, spinning easy for 5 minutes between the 30 minute sets. The ride was to be on a stretch of road with few interruptions. Once again, I didn't have the buck to up and dodge the rain drops outside. I hit the trainer. But the trainer is THE workout for 30 minutes straight because 30 minutes is a llooonnngg time to hold your heart rate at certain percentage AND keep your rpms at 70 with road riding in hill country. The trainer allowed me to hold the heart rate within 8 beats at 144 and 152; pedaling to the beat of Tiesto at 68-71 rpms. It was absolutely perfect. My average HR when done was 141 -- 144 during the 2x30 minutes intervals. 144 is exactly 80% of my max. And yes, I stayed on the trainer the duration of the 2 hour period this time. I found two new Tiesto songs I hadn't heard before and they pumped me up for the final 15 minutes when I normally start to fade. Tomorrow is yet another rest day - one we didn't have since last Wednesday. It's time. And Thursday is to be sunny and 65. It's time for something old but new this year -- the Stony climb. We used to do that climb to train for Ole Bull. It's a wondrous workout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-1828958385041558100?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/1828958385041558100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=1828958385041558100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/1828958385041558100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/1828958385041558100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/04/30-minutes-is-really-long-time.html' title='30 Minutes is Really a Long Time'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-3275779314669353103</id><published>2011-04-10T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T12:36:15.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing the Turkeys from Their Breakfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCTPn_TV3vs/TaID9I4pRAI/AAAAAAAACYw/0DOPUH0tVls/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 259px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594038036039549954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCTPn_TV3vs/TaID9I4pRAI/AAAAAAAACYw/0DOPUH0tVls/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry guys... but I got things to do today so get off the trail and quit scratching and rooting things up. My van was the first one in the parking lot this morning at 7:00 am at the Rattling Creek Trails. Yes, I scared the turkeys. They had one hell of mess in the trail - musta been something good under those leaves. They went flying the second they heard me. Yesterday was a great ride with Donna in Michaux State Forest. We rode for 3.5 hours hitting a little bit of everything -- rocks, roots, logs, climbs, &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n80YuUGvw-Y/TaID85vIg1I/AAAAAAAACYo/21kLporfZps/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594038031973122898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n80YuUGvw-Y/TaID85vIg1I/AAAAAAAACYo/21kLporfZps/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;singletrack and fire road. Today's plan said road or trail for 3 hours and initially I planned on doing the entire Rattling Creek singletrack loop, but opted for a 22 mile singletrack/snowmobile combo. It ended up being trail AND road (snowmobile trail is a cross &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1vwuCF-Bb6U/TaID8u-xpLI/AAAAAAAACYg/pVU_HJAcERQ/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 253px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594038029085942962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1vwuCF-Bb6U/TaID8u-xpLI/AAAAAAAACYg/pVU_HJAcERQ/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;between double track and fire road without the stones) for 3 hours. I was a little concerned how I'd feel after yesterday, but thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.hammernutrition.com/products/perpetuem-solids.ps.html"&gt;Hammer Perpetuem solids&lt;/a&gt;, I actually felt good when I was done and came home and &lt;a href="http://backyardchilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-to-think-i-wasnt-going-to-have.html"&gt;did this for another 2 hours&lt;/a&gt;. I'm dead now. Sitting back sipping coffee, blogging, and will pick up a book shortly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-3275779314669353103?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3275779314669353103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=3275779314669353103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3275779314669353103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3275779314669353103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/04/chasing-turkeys-from-their-breakfast.html' title='Chasing the Turkeys from Their Breakfast'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCTPn_TV3vs/TaID9I4pRAI/AAAAAAAACYw/0DOPUH0tVls/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-7475002965051767803</id><published>2011-04-08T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T03:28:24.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Everything Seems Lighter and Easier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A couple weeks ago, Rick and I were at a pool session and I commented about how my boat seemed lighter -- did Rick do something to it? "Jill. It's a plastic boat. They don't get lighter." He loves to make comments like that to make me feel sorta stupid. Getting out on the bike trails this spring I noticed my bike seemed lighter when walking through rocks or carrying it over logs - last night in particular there were some huge logs I had to lift my bike up and over. Damn this bike is light... I didn't replace anything with carbon... what's up? The only thing I did was change the tires. Could those Mountain Kings be that much lighter? Weird. The fact of the matter is for the past 25ish weeks, I've been following Coach Eatough's recommendation of push-ups as the one and only upper body exercise. Yes, &lt;a href="http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2010/11/lowly-push-up.html"&gt;I posted before on the benefits of the lowly push-up&lt;/a&gt;, but this one is worth mentioning again with the results now apparent on the trail and in life in general. If there's &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CgX8BbyIoL8/TZ7jMgLCnBI/AAAAAAAACYY/tUvWuMAKfI0/s1600/arnopld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 122px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593157591174913042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CgX8BbyIoL8/TZ7jMgLCnBI/AAAAAAAACYY/tUvWuMAKfI0/s320/arnopld.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one noticeable gain I can see now from all this training, its the fitness gain made from the push-ups. Logs seem easier to get over. I'm balancing myself better going through rock gardens. And mentioned above, the bike seems lighter when carrying it through rough sections. Eatough recommended adding push-ups twice a week, three sets. Warm up the first set, then do as many as you can the 2nd and 3rd set. Being one who tends to overdo it sometimes, I do push-ups every other day (somethings I skip a 2nd day), for 4 or 5 sets of 20 or 25 depending how I feel. The first 20 are rough; but once the muscles warm up, the remaining sets are easier. My style of push-up is the traditional men's with the knees off the floor. Today, I did 100 in 4 sets of 15 and 20, then the last set at 25. I feel like Arnold. Thank you Chris for the push-up tip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-7475002965051767803?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/7475002965051767803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=7475002965051767803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/7475002965051767803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/7475002965051767803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-everything-seems-lighter-and.html' title='When Everything Seems Lighter and Easier'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CgX8BbyIoL8/TZ7jMgLCnBI/AAAAAAAACYY/tUvWuMAKfI0/s72-c/arnopld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-5178482645271997606</id><published>2011-04-06T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T04:01:12.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring on the Intervals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tuesday night's interval session brought the legs and energy back to that gee-I-feel-good level. After Sunday's too much bad food episode and Monday's lackluster easy ride, it was really nice to have an all-out sweatfest. Yes, I was on the trainer on Tuesday. It was 42 degrees with a 20mph wind making the wind chill for a road ride a little colder than I care to tolerate for a spring day. Anyways, I'm all for the concentrated workout you get on the trainer. I know, just "Buck up Buttercup" and get the hell out. I figure I'll have plenty of times to buck up come later this spring AND of course during the Epic. For now, I ain't got no buck to up. I'm saving it for later. Wednesday night was rest although I was ready to ride last night. Still feeling good today, tonight is another interval session. It's 8x2min at 85% of max heart rate (that's a 154 heart rate for me). "&lt;em&gt;Short hard efforts on the hills and steady and efficient everywhere else. If possible, choose rocky trails with short hills.&lt;/em&gt;" I have to hang close to home because hubby has things to do at home, so my only option is the mountain near my house. Luckily, there's a washed out fire road climb that is perfect for these intervals. And when I'm done with the climbs, I can tool around on some virgin trail with lots of logs. It's not much, so I'll do a couple out and backs, then head home. Tomorrow will likely be another concentrated trainer session since rain is in the forecast and mother has my day planned for me (she's good at that!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NBnH3-HDIIw/TZ2ZSbxdr1I/AAAAAAAACYI/hFwp8iw1uAk/s1600/epic.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592794854235942738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NBnH3-HDIIw/TZ2ZSbxdr1I/AAAAAAAACYI/hFwp8iw1uAk/s320/epic.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some interesting tidbits of info on the TSE registrants: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;58 total&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;44 men (19 open, 3 in 50+, 13 in 40+ and 9 singlespeeders)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;14 women (12 open, 1 - 50+, 1 singlespeed) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only 15 from Pennsylvania. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The women are still batting an average of 25% of all registrants which is phenomenal for a female to male turnout in a mountain bike event. It's funny, I entered this thing because there was a category for old-bat women; but now my attitude is to have fun and just enjoy the ride. After reading about Selene and Cheryl at the Cape Epic, I can imagine Donna and I will have as much fun (and not-so-fun moments, I'm sure) at the TSE. Yes, we plan to ride together for the whole thing as much as possible. Even though we likely won't get an official duo category since no other duos are entered, we'll still ride together. Maybe we can pick up some other girls that are riding this for the challenge too and not really competing like the pros will. That would be awesome. Only 51 Days left! yeh baby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-5178482645271997606?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/5178482645271997606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=5178482645271997606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/5178482645271997606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/5178482645271997606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/04/bring-on-intervals.html' title='Bring on the Intervals'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NBnH3-HDIIw/TZ2ZSbxdr1I/AAAAAAAACYI/hFwp8iw1uAk/s72-c/epic.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-3285153281820168672</id><published>2011-04-05T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T03:57:20.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Casual Monday Evening Ride -- Thinking of 100 Milers</title><content type='html'>100 mile mountain bike races were on my mind last night as I rode my 2-hr endurance road ride (24 miles, 135 avg HR. I felt slow and heavy from less-than-quality food over the weekend). Donna and Brett signed up for the &lt;a href="http://www.mtntouring.com/mountain/htm/home/page_home.htm"&gt;Shenandoah 100&lt;/a&gt;! Anyone and everyone that does endurance mountain riding says this Virgnia race is of the best. Judging by last year's entries (650!), it's obvious. Of course now I want to do one too, but not the 5+ hr drive to the Shenandoah. I'd do the one in my backyard only 1.5 hrs away -- the &lt;a href="http://www.mtntouring.com/mountain/htm/home/page_home.htm"&gt;Wilderness 101&lt;/a&gt;. Brett did it and said its a tough one - especially somewhere around mile 60 when they make you climb a piece of rocky singletrack. I've talked about wanting to do this one for many years with my initial goal being when I turned 50. That 50th birthday has come and gone and I'm still waiting to do it. Hubby so sweetly said to me, "you can do whatever you want Jill -- you will anyway." I'd sign up today if it wasn't for one uncertainty -- my mother. She's thinking about getting shoulder replacements which would mean she'd need some help - a lot of help at first. I'll have to talk to her a little more and see what her plans are. Someday I'm DOING the 101. It's a challenge I can't let slip by and this year would be the best bet since all this training is under my belt. Er, I mean, under our belts -- Donna had the right idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-3285153281820168672?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3285153281820168672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=3285153281820168672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3285153281820168672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3285153281820168672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/04/casual-monday-evening-ride-thinking-of.html' title='Casual Monday Evening Ride -- Thinking of 100 Milers'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-4392775657766485589</id><published>2011-04-03T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T12:18:02.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrapping Up Rest Week, Contemplating Endurance Week One</title><content type='html'>Saturday's mountain bike trail ride was on the home turf again - Weiser State Forest and Lykens Watershed on the &lt;a href="http://www.rcst1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rattling Creek trails&lt;/a&gt;. I could see snow on the tops of the mountains so I knew the rocks would be slick, but much to my surprise they weren't knock-me-off-my-bike slippy. It was actually kinda cool to see those Continental Mountain King Tubeless tires work their magic -- "Grippy When Wet." They are well worth the $50 bucks a piece. I wish I could get more miles in the time I ride though -- it was only 18 miles in 3 hours. Granted, I climbed about 2500 feet so I guess 6 mph is ok with climbing. It still bums me out I'm so slow. But hey - that's endurance riding, right? Today was a very easy 90-100 rpm spin in the 65-75% of max heart range for 1.5 hrs on the road. I took the mountain bike for the small ring so I could spin the recommended rpms. Now... week 1 of 3 endurance weeks is about to start. No more Monday evenings off for a couple weeks. In fact, no more two days a week off. It's 6 days of riding with trail rides increasing to 4 days a week by the third week. This first week is 13.5 hours starting with 2 road hours tomorrow evening. The temps should be perfect at 70 degrees. Tuesday is intervals on the road and Wednesday will be a much needed break. Thursday is trail night probably climbing the Weiser Deep Hollow trail again (its a GREAT workout), and Friday is back on the road. Saturday will be 3.5 hours on the Rattling Creek trails again but this time I'm not climbing - it'll be all hardcore trail. And Sunday is road or trail and I'll wait to see how I feel by Sunday to decide which it will be. Weather plays a big factor too. Let the games begin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-4392775657766485589?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/4392775657766485589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=4392775657766485589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4392775657766485589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4392775657766485589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/04/wrapping-up-rest-week-contemplating.html' title='Wrapping Up Rest Week, Contemplating Endurance Week One'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-3169034290147542747</id><published>2011-04-02T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T02:11:47.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Bit of Inspiration for the Trans-Sylvania Epic</title><content type='html'>I've been enjoying waking up every morning and heading straight to this &lt;a href="http://live.cape-epic.com/"&gt;live results &lt;/a&gt;site to see how our ultra endurance USA girls are doing in South Africa. &lt;a href="http://bicycling.com/blogs/fitchick/2011/03/31/out-of-africa/"&gt;Selene Yeager (a.k.a. Fit Chick&lt;/a&gt;) and &lt;a href="http://churtle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheryl Sornson (&lt;/a&gt;Churtle le Turtle) both are doing the Cape Epic, an &lt;a href="http://www.cape-epic.com/stages.php"&gt;8 day stage mountain bike &lt;/a&gt;race that makes the Trans-Sylvania Epic seem like a walk in the park. The overall distance is 438 miles with 47,736 feet of climbing distance compared to the TSE distance of 232 miles and about 30,000 feet of climbing. And to think I think I'm climbing a lot when I do 2,000 feet on a ride. (I got some climbing to do!) Selene is the overall Female winner of last year's TSE and we've run into her a time or two on Pennsylvania trails. We'll have the pleasure of sharing the trails with her at the TSE this year too. Cheryl is a fellow-Michaux rider and an ultra-endurance riding extraordinaire. She's a fan of hundred-milers and gets several under her belt during a season. I must admit, these girls are inspiring. To ride these amount of miles, and climb those distances has to be an incredibly rewarding feat. I can't imagine how they'll feel the last day when they realize wow... look what we just accomplished. Well, maybe I will get that feeling on day 7 of the TSE. Watching them makes me crave biking. It's truly an addiction, isn't it. Donna and I were talking about when this is over, it'll be such a let-down -- nothing on the books to work toward. Hubby is already looking forward to having me paddle with him again and yes, while I miss paddling (I whitewater paddle with hubby in the warm months), I am really loving the biking for hours on end. I'd love to sign up for something else outside the norm right away, but life will be in the way. Maybe when I retire I can ride until my heart is truly content -- like it is now and for the next 9 weeks. Weeds can grow and dust will wait, I'm riding my bike! This IS life right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-3169034290147542747?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3169034290147542747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=3169034290147542747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3169034290147542747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3169034290147542747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-bit-of-inspiration-for-trans.html' title='A Little Bit of Inspiration for the Trans-Sylvania Epic'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-7974830103899394274</id><published>2011-03-30T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T03:29:28.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest Week Riding</title><content type='html'>"You still ride during a rest week? Shouldn't you "rest" during rest week?" Uh, yea...but it's an "active" rest. An easy, active rest. You ride a bunch less and the riding is super-easy. Tonight was one of those restful rides. It was 1.5 hours at 65-75% of the maximum heart rate spinning at 90-100 rpms. Well, that's not quite how my ride really went. You see, I live amongst hills and very bumpy back, country roads. So the bike of choice is a cyclocross bike at this time of the year and how many rings do cross bikes have? Only two. Thus, those hills in the highest gear of a cross bike don't really keep your heart rate at 65-75%. Now the rpm thing is actually getting better (thanks Brett!) and I managed to keep spinning fast except on the hills. Then I pondered, "is it better to grind in a low gear (remember, it's only two rings), trying to keep the heart rate as low as possible or is better to try to keep the rpms up by standing and then the heart rate goes sky high? I dunno. I just rode my little bicycle and enjoyed every second of beating the rain and slushy stuff heading our way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-7974830103899394274?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/7974830103899394274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=7974830103899394274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/7974830103899394274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/7974830103899394274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/rest-week-riding.html' title='Rest Week Riding'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-3254524254556419183</id><published>2011-03-29T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T04:16:34.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A REAL Rest Week</title><content type='html'>For many years, a day off or rest week has been filled with doing other stuff that's pushed aside while training my fool ass off for this bicycling addiction I have. Cleaning, cooking, and the big one that consumes the majority of my time in spring, summer, and fall - gardening - fills my idle time. But this year? No way. I've finally learned how to ignore it all and just sit back and relax. I got my confirmation this weekend that it's ok to relax and do nothing from the movie,&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0879870/"&gt; Eat. Pray. Love.&lt;/a&gt; In one part of the movie, Julia Roberts is in Italy and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uqLSCRCw8l0"&gt;she gets an "education" on the sweetness of doing nothing&lt;/a&gt;, a.k.a.&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/dolce+far+niente"&gt; dol·ce far nien·te   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/dolce+far+niente"&gt;[dawl-che fahr nyen-te] &lt;/a&gt;which means pleasing inactivity; literally, (it is) sweet to do nothing. Last night while the president was telling the world it was ok for the US to bomb Libya, I laid in bed with not one, two, but all three of my cats and two glasses of wine. I tried to read but ended up just looking at words. The sweetness of nothing was more attractive. And it was the best. There's something to be said for the sweetness of doing nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-3254524254556419183?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3254524254556419183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=3254524254556419183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3254524254556419183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3254524254556419183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/real-rest-week.html' title='A REAL Rest Week'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-8866476785542412207</id><published>2011-03-27T13:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T14:02:55.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Weeks to the Trans-Sylvania Epic 2011</title><content type='html'>That means we're just about 1/3 of the way through the &lt;a href="http://www.chriseatough.com/?page=plans"&gt;12 week Chris Eatough Trans-Sylvania-Specific Training plan. &lt;/a&gt;Week three is over and a rest week is on tap for the upcoming week. This past Friday, Saturday and Sunday totalled 7 hours of riding -- half on trail, half on the road. The trail ride was Saturday with Donna in the wondrous Michaux State Forest, PA. Classic central PA goodness: rocks, roots, climbs, and turkeys in the center of the trail. Donna spied them and luckily I caught a glimpse of them before they high-tailed it into the woods like a bat out of hell. Following Chris's training plan is working out well for both of us. I can tell it has the perfect combo of easy/hard rides, intervals vs rest day because my body is adapting well. This week I'm not near as tired as last and with the upcoming rest days, I should be ready to rock and roll when the real riding begins the week of April 4. That's the first of 3 weeks of 13.5, 14.5 and 15-hour weeks. Hopefully, we'll get to Swatara state park either the 13.5 or 15 hour week for some endurance riding. We both like the trails over there and Donna thought it would be good to do a long endurance session on those trails. I like the idea. But for now, it's rest and relaxation for the next few days. Normally at this time of the year, I'm stressing over the gardens but I have a saving-grace -- cold weather! It's been chilly and I have no desire to get in the garden so this week will truly be rest week. After this week, only 8 weeks to the Epic. It'll be here before we know it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-8866476785542412207?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/8866476785542412207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=8866476785542412207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8866476785542412207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8866476785542412207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/nine-weeks-to-trans-sylvania-epic-2011.html' title='Nine Weeks to the Trans-Sylvania Epic 2011'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2705516060399370470</id><published>2011-03-24T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T18:03:19.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrrrrrrrr Rrrrrride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N0_qLWLKdq4/TYvnrt_mzFI/AAAAAAAACWU/o-ajsibMW04/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587814500950002770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N0_qLWLKdq4/TYvnrt_mzFI/AAAAAAAACWU/o-ajsibMW04/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6wWgqPe60A/TYvpHuM3vfI/AAAAAAAACWk/QJI61_x7exQ/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 290px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587816081553604082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6wWgqPe60A/TYvpHuM3vfI/AAAAAAAACWk/QJI61_x7exQ/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonight was a 2.5 hr trail ride on the home turf -- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Weiser&lt;/span&gt; state forest in good 'ole Halifax, PA. Actually, the west end is in rural Halifax/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Carsonville&lt;/span&gt; and the East end is more towards &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lykens&lt;/span&gt;. It was coldish at the bottom of the mountain -- 36 degrees when we arrived. Rick dumped me and headed to the YMCA to check out the cute young, spunky girls on the treadmill while I was riding. The snowmobile parking lot &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Enj4I71a804/TYvpH1zbgTI/AAAAAAAACW0/I3DKC_wyxpw/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 296px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587816083594379570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Enj4I71a804/TYvpH1zbgTI/AAAAAAAACW0/I3DKC_wyxpw/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was the starting point which means -- you guessed it -- the climb. Always the climb -- what else is there when you are training for the Trans-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sylvania&lt;/span&gt; Epic? We were to do intervals tonight too: 8 x 2 minutes at 85%. Well, that turned &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;into&lt;/span&gt; 2 x 30 minutes at 85-95% with the Deep Hollow climb (yes I did it twice to get the time in 'cause I didn't want to do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;singletrack&lt;/span&gt; because Rick was worried about me riding by myself on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;singletrack&lt;/span&gt; -- he's a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;naggy&lt;/span&gt; mother sometimes.) Half way up the climb I was thinking, "huh... there's a little snow here." Three-quarters of the way up the mountain the snow got a little heavier. By the time I got to the top, it was a winter wonderland and the trees were chattering with ice cover. It was beautiful! But cold - definitely below 32 with all the ice on everything. I wish these pictures would have turned out better but I think you get the idea. It was a good climbing ride. Average HR 137 with 1,484 calories burned. Once again, a perfect endurance HR. Rick had to remind not to &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eGdRjVRnJ8o/TYvpHl6IfPI/AAAAAAAACWs/P-9yPz9XaDw/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587816079327526130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eGdRjVRnJ8o/TYvpHl6IfPI/AAAAAAAACWs/P-9yPz9XaDw/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ruin the good training ride by eating garbage. So supper was millet, broccoli, and wholegrain sunflower/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;flaxseed&lt;/span&gt; toast with almond butter. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SU5lXdkdtls/TYvpHV2mpUI/AAAAAAAACWc/UtRf6CDPbhE/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587816075017758018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SU5lXdkdtls/TYvpHV2mpUI/AAAAAAAACWc/UtRf6CDPbhE/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2705516060399370470?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2705516060399370470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2705516060399370470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2705516060399370470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2705516060399370470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/brrrrrrrrr-rrrrrride.html' title='Brrrrrrrrr Rrrrrride'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N0_qLWLKdq4/TYvnrt_mzFI/AAAAAAAACWU/o-ajsibMW04/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-7245156413866140892</id><published>2011-03-24T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T04:32:52.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quest for the Perfect Calorie</title><content type='html'>Is there such a thing as the perfect calorie, perfect food, or perfect health?  In my endeavor to train for the&lt;a href="http://www.tsepic.com/abouttse"&gt; TSE&lt;/a&gt; and become fitter, calories are playing a huge role -- not only the quantity but the quality make the difference in day to day performance.  You can read a hundred books and get a hundred opinions on what's best and what's not.  Every dietitian, nutritionist, and health guru will say their diet is best and will doubt certain foods others find nutritionally sound.  It's confusing, stressful, and downright exhausting trying to figure out the labyrinth of  bad and healthy food.   I have no less than 26 cookbooks and 22 (maybe more) books on food, health, diet and nutrition.   From going vegan to the paleo diet -- I've read too many of them.  And what did I discover works best?  Whatever makes my groaning, achy muscles feel strong and ready to perform.  Yes -- the best diet is the one that is kind to YOUR body and the only way to figure it out is to start experimenting.   No one can write the perfect combination for you -- you have to find it for yourself.   Wine makes you feel good? Drink it.  Goat's milk works for you? Include it in your daily regimen.   I know an awesome multi-sport athlete who thrives on pop-tarts!  I'm writing this because today, I feel strong as an ox and fit as a fiddle and I'm sure it's because of what I ate yesterday.  I found when I eat what I think is too many calories of a certain food,  I'm rewarded the next day with no aches, pains and an overall really good body feeling.   Last night I gorged myself on peanuts and soy nut butter.  My calories were high for the day -- about 2,600 (compared to about 2000 normally), but I feel GOOD this morning.  The day also included the "quality" calories my body likes (sample below).   Through the years, I've tracked all kinds of calories for all kinds of diets with the final daily count always being the calories, protein, iron, carbs, fat, and calcium to assure I'm getting adequate portions of each every day.   The past few months I've been focusing on the &lt;em&gt;kinds&lt;/em&gt; of food I'm putting into my body and I think I finally found a combination that works best and that's exactly what you need to do too if you're looking for the perfect calories.  Experiment.  Try new things or a combination of old and new.  Try eating more or less.   Increase your carbs (you'll be amazed at how good you'll feel if you up your carbs over 300 grams a day if you are training).  Track what's going in your body.  Track how you feel the next day.  And remember what works, and what doesn't and apply it more on a permanent basis.   You too will find YOUR perfect calorie.  Here's what mine are.  And what's interesting is this mirrors the Jack Lalanne diet with the exception of the sweets.  He didn't have any for 76 years.   But I love sucanat and Grade B Maple Syrup - my "natural" substitutes for white sugar which I dump on nearly everything, including salad (I don't use salad dressings but take great pleasure in pouring a tablespoon of syrup on my salad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sample of Chili's daily diet that seems to work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soy Protein&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beans and Legumes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fresh Fruits and Vegetables&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salmon, Tuna, or Shrimp (2-3 times a week) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soy and Almond Milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of kale and swiss chard in all kinds of ways.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eggs (free range only)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chia Seeds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hemp Seeds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nuts of all kinds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whole grain bread&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some whole grains: Quinoa, millet, amaranth, bulgur &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blackstrap Molasses as needed (when I "feel" like I need iron). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A little whole grain pasta (not too often) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sucanat and Maple syrup as sweeteners&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NO DAIRY.  (I think this is the big one that really made the difference on how I felt once I gave it up). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No red meat or poultry - although I'll eat it on occassion if I know the cow or chicken was raised humanely and locally.  I'm struggling with the chicken though -- they're too cute too eat! But the cows are cute too. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  Remember - experiment.  Try different things to find your perfect calorie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-7245156413866140892?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/7245156413866140892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=7245156413866140892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/7245156413866140892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/7245156413866140892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/quest-for-perfect-calorie.html' title='The Quest for the Perfect Calorie'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2328482931025043582</id><published>2011-03-22T17:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T03:42:44.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now THAT's Training</title><content type='html'>Speed. Higher heart rate. Panting. That's what I call training. This past Sunday was wimpy: 65-75% of max heart rate at 90-100 rpms. B.O.R.I.N.G. 1) I'm not a spinner and found trying to keep 90-100 rpms for 2 hours a nightmare. In order for me to stay at those kind of rpms, I have to put it in a very low gear and I'm barely crawling in low gears. and 2) while I was enjoying the lower heart rate 'cause I was tired, endurance riding is a lot of fun (in my opinion) and it doesn't seem much like work. Tonight was different. 2 x 20 minutes at 80% of max heart rate. And after a day or two of rest, it took some work to get the heart rate up and once it was there, I felt like I was flying! I was on the cyclocross bike on the road and I glanced down a couple times to see 20mph. Kids, that's fast for old Chili. Her normal average on Jake is about 13mph. I truly felt like I was really training. Working. Sweating. It was great. The plan also said feel the slow burn and spin at 70rpm. Yeh baby -- it was burning and the big ring was being pushed. It was a good training session. Wednesday - another rest day in prep for 4 days in a row of riding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2328482931025043582?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2328482931025043582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2328482931025043582' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2328482931025043582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2328482931025043582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/now-thats-training.html' title='Now THAT&apos;s Training'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-4707125131600149867</id><published>2011-03-21T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T02:55:38.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks Done, Ten To Go to the TSE</title><content type='html'>Two weeks of Trans-Sylvania Epic-specific training is on the books.  We have one more week that is similar to the last two, then a "lighter" week of 8 hours to rest a little and give the bod a break.  One thing I noticed, when the rest days are here, the hard-at-work muscles, joints, and bones are ready for that break.  Today is the rest day, but I was really, really feeling it yesterday.  As soon as the ride was over, I was done for the day. As beautiful as it was (50ish, calm, very springtime-like), I slept most of the afternoon and laid around the remainder of the day.  No garden work, no house cleaning, no reading, no bike-cleaning/repair, just vegetating.    I was tired from head to toe - mind, body, and soul.   But all it takes is listening the bod when it says rest, and all will be well.  This morning, I feel rested and ready to roll.  No silly, not on the bike, just with the normal daily rest day routine.  My dear mother had a bit of set-back again, so I'll spend a good part of the day helping her with cleaning and grocery shopping.  The only difference between this week and last week's training is an extra 1/2 hour added on to the 3 hour trail ride on Saturday and I'm heading to Michaux this time around for that long ride.  Yeh!  Nothing like a Michaux fix every now and then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-4707125131600149867?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/4707125131600149867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=4707125131600149867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4707125131600149867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4707125131600149867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/two-weeks-done-ten-to-go-to-tse.html' title='Two Weeks Done, Ten To Go to the TSE'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-3723910257849528016</id><published>2011-03-19T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T12:34:33.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Bit of Awesomeness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F1kto_6PuyM/TYUDEvkxJ9I/AAAAAAAACWM/m05zkzzOV9A/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 244px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585874292848011218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F1kto_6PuyM/TYUDEvkxJ9I/AAAAAAAACWM/m05zkzzOV9A/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another &lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt; training ride today for the event of the year, the &lt;a href="http://www.tsepic.com/"&gt;Trans-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sylvania&lt;/span&gt; Epic.&lt;/a&gt; It was a little chilly at 43&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;, but certainly better than 32&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;. We rode the &lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt; r&lt;a href="http://www.rcst1.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;attling&lt;/span&gt; creek trails&lt;/a&gt; in good 'ole &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lykens&lt;/span&gt;, Pennsylvania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oTKZYFxWz3s/TYUB2bacboI/AAAAAAAACV0/Zm_T5311r2A/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 245px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585872947406204546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oTKZYFxWz3s/TYUB2bacboI/AAAAAAAACV0/Zm_T5311r2A/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Donna had her &lt;a href="http://teamdicky.blogspot.com/2009/09/awesome-gets-awesomer.html"&gt;Awesome straps&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXDjfFfqozA/TYUB2myghOI/AAAAAAAACV8/tpjLs4AYkd8/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585872950459925730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXDjfFfqozA/TYUB2myghOI/AAAAAAAACV8/tpjLs4AYkd8/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXDjfFfqozA/TYUB2myghOI/AAAAAAAACV8/tpjLs4AYkd8/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXDjfFfqozA/TYUB2myghOI/AAAAAAAACV8/tpjLs4AYkd8/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I didn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXDjfFfqozA/TYUB2myghOI/AAAAAAAACV8/tpjLs4AYkd8/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXDjfFfqozA/TYUB2myghOI/AAAAAAAACV8/tpjLs4AYkd8/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby took one look at my thing under the seat and said, "what the hell is that?" I'm old (fashioned) and haven't gotten with the program yet, honey. "It was free in the bottom of a give-away box left at our mountain bike bash a couple years ago. You taught me to save money for retirement, so I'm using the free stuff." &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HxJ21wvQVo4/TYUB240yryI/AAAAAAAACWE/Hp1wkGTZiRc/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 248px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585872955301343010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HxJ21wvQVo4/TYUB240yryI/AAAAAAAACWE/Hp1wkGTZiRc/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Huh... can't imagine why it was in the free box. For those of you that are wondering what &lt;a href="http://teamdicky.blogspot.com/2010/02/awesome-strap-vs-mud-man.html"&gt;Awesome straps are, Bad Idea Racing seems to have the "dirt" on them&lt;/a&gt;. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-3723910257849528016?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3723910257849528016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=3723910257849528016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3723910257849528016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3723910257849528016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-bit-of-awesomeness.html' title='A Little Bit of Awesomeness'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F1kto_6PuyM/TYUDEvkxJ9I/AAAAAAAACWM/m05zkzzOV9A/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2452167976983491228</id><published>2011-03-18T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T03:40:10.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swatty Patty Training for TSE</title><content type='html'>Had an awesome 2.5 hr training trail ride on St. Patrick's day (a.k.a. "Patty") on the Swatara Park (a.k.a "Swatty") trails. Without a doubt, Brian and the&lt;a href="http://www.sambabiker.com/"&gt; SAMBA &lt;/a&gt;crew know how to build some sweet, flowing singletrack. Donna, Brett, and I did all the loops once, and some twice to get our time in. Ricky hung out with one of his co-workers for about an hour, then waited for me (thank you Ricky!). The training plan said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trail ride. Short hard efforts on the hills (7 x 2 mins at 85%) and steady and efficient everywhere else. Spin easy for 2 mins beween efforts. If possible, choose rocky trails with short hills.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The one thing Swatty lacks is rocks so we had to settle for the hills which are also not plentiful on this trail system making it a challenge to do the 2 minute efforts -- at least not while riding the entire network. But alas, hill repeats always work and there's one good climb on "C" trail that's at least a 3-4 minute climb. So hill repeats we did. Up and down, over and over, the same hill, seven times. We definitely got in some good practice on the "steady and efficient" part with these curvy, flowing, meandering trails. It's soooo nice to be back outside again. Today is an easy 1.5 hr road spin -- mine will be about 20 miles from Millersburg to Gratz while Rick visits with his mother after work today. Tomorrow is another trail ride for 3 hours heading back to the Rattling Creek trails, this time with Donna and company in tow. Time to practice a little rock hopping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2452167976983491228?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2452167976983491228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2452167976983491228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2452167976983491228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2452167976983491228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/swatty-patty-training-for-tse.html' title='Swatty Patty Training for TSE'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-7137548243480798469</id><published>2011-03-17T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T09:50:36.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Couldn't Resist</title><content type='html'>WAY too FunnE.  Happy St. Patt's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TkBpvBLVKmg/TYI7lwmMLII/AAAAAAAACVs/eJc9RyVV9_I/s1600/Funn%2BE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585092007779118210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TkBpvBLVKmg/TYI7lwmMLII/AAAAAAAACVs/eJc9RyVV9_I/s320/Funn%2BE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-7137548243480798469?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/7137548243480798469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=7137548243480798469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/7137548243480798469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/7137548243480798469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/couldnt-resist.html' title='Couldn&apos;t Resist'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TkBpvBLVKmg/TYI7lwmMLII/AAAAAAAACVs/eJc9RyVV9_I/s72-c/Funn%2BE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2225957824483994312</id><published>2011-03-16T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T01:21:03.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relieving Training Aches and Pains with the Food You Eat</title><content type='html'>A little experiment has been going on during my training and low and behold I find there's some truth to my testing. With all this bike riding that's been happening, sometimes I get aches and pain in the joints and muscles (huh... imagine that at 51! or any age when you ride 10+ hours a week). I feel it most in my knees -- especially after last night's 70 rpm interval workout. No, it's not one of those really hurtful pains that you have to stop what you're doing, but a twinge, an old person's ache. Oh, that's right, I'm the old one and none of you are! Damn it. Anyways.... the past couple times I felt the ache, I downed soy protein or nuts (almonds, peanuts, soynut butter, almond butter, etc) afterwards and low and behold the next day the pain is gone. This morning was another test with passing scores. And I come to find there's some evidence to the &lt;a href="http://www.opposingviews.com/i/foods-that-soothe-workout-aches-and-pains"&gt;foods you eat relieving aches and pains&lt;/a&gt;. Healthy fats and omega 3's are key. a.k.a, the nuts and soy in my diet.  Below is the juice from the above link that says it all, courtesy Lisa Dorman, the running nutritionist. So eat your good fats and omegas! Oh, and sufficient water helps too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Monounsaturated fats like olive, peanut, canola, and sesame oils, as well as avocado, also inhibit and reduce inflammation by interfering with pro-inflammatory compounds called leukotrienes, which are produced naturally by the body. Men and women who consume “Mediterranean” type diets—fresh fruits, vegetables, fish and olive oils -- have been shown to have a lower incidence of inflammatory-type conditions such as heart disease and arthritis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diets high in omega 3s have been shown to increase collagen deposition and promote healing. Collagen is the main protein in connective tissue, which makes up 25 percent of the total protein content in our bodies. Omega 3s found in fish, flax, soy, and almonds specifically have been shown to have anti-inflammatory effects by preventing the formation of inflammatory compounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, sardines, light tuna, tofu, walnuts, and ground flax are all rich sources of Omega-3s, the healthy fats that prevent the production of inflammatory compounds. Vitamin D, which is found in fatty fishes, fortified milk, shakes, and drinks, along with zinc-rich beans, lean red meat, yogurt, and peanuts, has been found to control inflammatory stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2225957824483994312?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2225957824483994312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2225957824483994312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2225957824483994312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2225957824483994312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/relieving-training-aches-and-pains-with.html' title='Relieving Training Aches and Pains with the Food You Eat'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-5690655143814542920</id><published>2011-03-12T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T17:56:14.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Winter First Time Trail Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UyihQ49933A/TXwjzQy1H8I/AAAAAAAACU8/IOu_nvWBmls/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 258px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583377000674808258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9tR8qSvu0WQ/TXwjzNRO0cI/AAAAAAAACU0/GxXkBWr0yng/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;Oh did that feel good. Finally, after a way-too long wait for snow and ice to melt off the Rattling Creek trails, I got on the oh-so-sweet rocky &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;singletrack&lt;/span&gt;. I say rocky because there was a LOT of washing going on from the downpour on Thursday and it seems the trails get rockier and rockier with every rain. Some trails weren't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rideable&lt;/span&gt; today with water still flowing -- more like gushing -- straight down the trail. But who cares -- it was awesome to be on them. If you park &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;furthermost&lt;/span&gt; east and head to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;furthermost&lt;/span&gt; west point of the trail network, it's about 12 miles and a very nice, gradual climb in the process. It took me a little longer than expected because of a handful of dismounts and detours around flooded sections which made the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nfYstspA_vw/TXwjzq_1-MI/AAAAAAAACVE/Jb05o_xbAq4/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 198px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583377008654940354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nfYstspA_vw/TXwjzq_1-MI/AAAAAAAACVE/Jb05o_xbAq4/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; time 3 hours, but the bike time was still 2:34 at 133 average heart rate. The majority of the climbing was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;singletrack&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Perfecto&lt;/span&gt;. Its kinda hard to keep the heart rate down when you're climbing and pounding through rock gardens. There were numerous times I was in the 150s. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eatough&lt;/span&gt; is saying keep it between 65 and 75% yet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Laub&lt;/span&gt; says let it go into the 150s. So I'm going say the little bit it drifted should be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Total trip was about 18 miles. My new Mountain King tires were awesome. I had forgotten how nice &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grippy&lt;/span&gt;, tubeless tires are. How did I go so long without them. I've been running a race tire with less agressive tread and have been struggling a little.  Duh... get a grip Chili!  Doh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-5690655143814542920?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/5690655143814542920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=5690655143814542920' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/5690655143814542920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/5690655143814542920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/post-winter-first-time-trail-ride.html' title='Post Winter First Time Trail Ride'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9tR8qSvu0WQ/TXwjzNRO0cI/AAAAAAAACU0/GxXkBWr0yng/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-915686461929525711</id><published>2011-03-11T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T03:57:37.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dark and Windy And Rainy is Dark And Windy And Rainy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQT6zneHJVA/TXoLSvyeXsI/AAAAAAAACUs/v7R4P6Q7DSA/s1600/Buttercup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582787104772873922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQT6zneHJVA/TXoLSvyeXsI/AAAAAAAACUs/v7R4P6Q7DSA/s320/Buttercup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are the words that come from the mouth of the recipient of today's mountain bike hero award -- Donna! In torrential downpours and wind, and at night to boot, she bucked up big-time and went for a trail ride. Holy shit....I'm pretty darned proud of that girl. She is true-to-her-word when she said she's going to follow the Eatough TSE Training Plan as closely as possibly. Last night's training called for a two-hour trail ride.  I have to admit I'm a tad jealous. I imagine once she got out there and got warmed up and started getting into it, it was probably fun. Rain pelting your face, mud splashing up on everything, tires slipping on rocks and in turns, wind houling -- mother nature at her very best. Remembering the mud races of years ago, it IS fun to get all slopped up and ride for a couple hours. At least you don't smell yourself. Donna, you ARE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Buttercup. I can hear you saying "&lt;strong&gt;Bring it&lt;/strong&gt;!" That's awesome. Oh, and my ride? After what Donna did last night, my trainer ride of constant big-ring-little-ring-hopping-off-and-on-and-running-up-and-down-stairs pales in comparison. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-915686461929525711?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/915686461929525711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=915686461929525711' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/915686461929525711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/915686461929525711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/dark-and-windy-and-rainy-is-dark-windy.html' title='&quot;Dark and Windy And Rainy is Dark And Windy And Rainy&quot;'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQT6zneHJVA/TXoLSvyeXsI/AAAAAAAACUs/v7R4P6Q7DSA/s72-c/Buttercup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2901596495247750995</id><published>2011-03-10T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T11:28:52.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>79 Days to the TSE - Not Counting Today</title><content type='html'>Gee, you'd think something really big is happening in my life that I'm counting the days. It's not like I'm moving, or retiring, or getting married, or building a new house, or even having a baby! It's just a little 'ole bike race - what's to get excited about?! It's not like I didn't climb mountains before on my mountain bike -- maybe not 30,000 feet worth -- but I DID make it to 6500 at one time. It's not like I haven't ridden 40ish miles at a time before. Maybe not for 6 days in a row, but I DID hit 50 miles in one day. And it's not like I haven't trained or been coached before. Maybe not for 32 weeks solid building up to one single event, but yeh - I had a coach and followed training plans. So what could possibly have me counting days?! Can't figure it out. As of yesterday, there are now 13 girls entered in the &lt;a href="http://www.tsepic.com/abouttse"&gt;Trans-Sylvania Epic&lt;/a&gt;, with the most recent gal being a professional athlete -- &lt;a href="http://www.rebeccarusch.com/"&gt;Rebecca Rusch&lt;/a&gt;. She raced it last year and had issues with her asthma and ended up third. I think she's back for unfinished business. But then again, maybe it was just such an aweseome time she couldn't stay away. I think its very cool to look at the registration list and see Donna Weiser in the Open women mix with Sue Haywood, Rebecca Rusch, and the other pros racing this thing. Me? I'm still just a little old lady all be herself in the granny category -- but that'll likely change as the day gets closer and they mix me in with the other Open women. Then I get to see MY name next to Sue Haywood and Rebecca Rusch. Ha! Tonight's training will be interesting. Today is supposed to be a 2-hour trail ride, but its pouring down raining and it's also the last week of darkness. So my ride will be on the trainer and I decided to really give my bike a little workout and designed my own "trainer workout." I plan to stand, shift to a hard gear, shift to an easy gear, sit, spin, mash, get off and pretend I'm pushing, run up and down the steps, get back on and stand, climb a little (well, a LOT), and just imagine I'm on a trail. It's all about attitude, right? Well I'm going trail riding tonight -- in my brain. Damn weather. 80 days to the TSE! Yeh baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2901596495247750995?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2901596495247750995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2901596495247750995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2901596495247750995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2901596495247750995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/80-days-to-tse-not-counting-today.html' title='79 Days to the TSE - Not Counting Today'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-9038984834909452297</id><published>2011-03-08T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T06:12:03.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 of the next 84 Days of Training</title><content type='html'>Sloppy, slushy roads from a freak snowstorm had me on the trainer for 1 hour in place of an outside road ride. Actually, I think the trainer was more precise for what was scheduled: 90-100 rpms &lt;em&gt;consistently&lt;/em&gt; for 1 hour keeping the heart rate between 65-75% of max.  There's no consistency in road riding around my house with all the hills and dales we have.  My average HR for the hour on the trainer was 72% (130 bpm), and while I can’t record average rpms on my computer, I think it hung around 85-90. Being more a masher than a spinner, getting to 90 rpms and keeping the HR down is a huge accomplishment for Chili, holding these rpms for the duration was a plus.  I’m sure Donna – the excellent spinner she is – breezed through this workout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-9038984834909452297?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/9038984834909452297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=9038984834909452297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/9038984834909452297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/9038984834909452297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-1-of-next-84-days-of-training.html' title='Day 1 of the next 84 Days of Training'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-4639890511283323306</id><published>2011-03-07T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T08:55:05.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cQblXsKuMhw/TXULPZWszDI/AAAAAAAACUk/y6HLwfl3qW4/s1600/eautough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581379672327638066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cQblXsKuMhw/TXULPZWszDI/AAAAAAAACUk/y6HLwfl3qW4/s320/eautough.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup... today's the day.... the first day of spring training and it feels like the first day of school.   Exciting, nervousness, and anticipation of what's to come in the next 12 weeks of training.  And then we graduate to the race itself.   It's a rare occasion you can find a mountain bike training plan specific to a certain race but Donna and I did, and we both are now proud owners of the &lt;a href="http://www.chriseatough.com/?page=plans"&gt;Transylvania-specific 12-week training plan by Chris Eatough&lt;/a&gt;.  Chris is a multi-time world champ of 24-hour races.  He's an animal, to say the least, and a nice guy to boot.  He's smart, an incredible athlete, and put together a training plan that working stiffs can manage.  The shortest weeks are 8 hours in the saddle with the longest being 15 hours.  It's ALL bike - no cross training in this one.  It's interesting too how he starts you with a mix of road and trail and gradually adds more trail hours as the TSE gets closer.  Road days are typically easier days to give you some rest.  The Weisers planned a Raystown Weekend for the Mountain Bikers of Michaux for April 15 and it coincides nicely with 3 days of trail riding on the training plan.   There are three weeks in April where there are some looonnnggg hours in the saddle.  I can't wait to finally get on the Rattling creek trails and ride my butt off.  At some point, I'd like to ride 40 miles of the Rattling Marathon on one of the 5-hour days.   It's been a long winter.  So keep watching kids.  You'll be getting updates on how the continued training is coming along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-4639890511283323306?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/4639890511283323306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=4639890511283323306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4639890511283323306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4639890511283323306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cQblXsKuMhw/TXULPZWszDI/AAAAAAAACUk/y6HLwfl3qW4/s72-c/eautough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-6674474486617446966</id><published>2011-03-05T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T15:55:32.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Like Slo Mo</title><content type='html'>Rest weekends are SUCH welcome animals.  There's something to be said for riding slow and accepting the fact that it's ok to be in the granny gear.  Today was a 2 hour easy mountain bike. "As slow as you need to stay fresh."  And so I was.  It took me 1.75 hrs to go about 7 miles.  There was a climb in there and I felt my heart beating a little too fast so granny paid a visit and she was SO glad to see me.  The coolest part of the ride was discovering virgin singletrack.  Well, virgin for bike tires.  It appeared to be a hunters path, or maybe a deer path, but it was beautifully clear and easy to follow.    I love finding virgin trail that's easy to ride.  It wasn't much -- only about 200 yards or so -- but it was nice enough that I did an out and back on it.  Many logs made it a bit of challenge which was nice to have after a long winter void of log hopping.  The ride was awesome and even though mother nature looked like she was ready to throw up, she held it back all day.  I like slo mo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-6674474486617446966?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6674474486617446966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=6674474486617446966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6674474486617446966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6674474486617446966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-like-slo-mo.html' title='I Like Slo Mo'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-6422321765930288670</id><published>2011-03-03T06:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T07:01:49.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raring to Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DtLebAF-IaU/TW-sGbpX1CI/AAAAAAAACUA/yQVYSYnPxv0/s1600/Big_Bucks_1498517c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579867689835811874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DtLebAF-IaU/TW-sGbpX1CI/AAAAAAAACUA/yQVYSYnPxv0/s320/Big_Bucks_1498517c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple days of rest and the engines are tuned up and raring to start churning again. But wait! Hold on jumpy.... there's 3 more days of rest and we DO mean rest until you start up again. The old bod is feeling very happy with its reaction to all this training. Everything is falling into place the way it's supposed to: you train for 20 weeks following a pro's plan with scheduled weeks of building and resting with highs and lows (and dead tiredness then bouncing off the walls), you rest again, and then start in for another 12 weeks with yet another plan from a pro. Things start to happen. Muscles get stronger, power comes, energy abounds, and you just feel so damn good about yourself that you can't stand yourself.   I even have a friggin' six-pack underneath that jiggly belly.  How 'bout that!   Training is worth ALLLL the effort.  Yes, if you have a chance to train for something like we are -- the &lt;a href="http://www.tsepic.com/abouttse"&gt;Transylvania Epic &lt;/a&gt;-- do it!  You'll never regret it.    Oh, and find a friend to do it with !  You can both commiserate together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-6422321765930288670?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6422321765930288670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=6422321765930288670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6422321765930288670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6422321765930288670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/raring-to-go.html' title='Raring to Go'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DtLebAF-IaU/TW-sGbpX1CI/AAAAAAAACUA/yQVYSYnPxv0/s72-c/Big_Bucks_1498517c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-411760700721949543</id><published>2011-03-01T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T13:16:20.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sortin' Potatoes</title><content type='html'>I hit 25 years at the state a couple weeks ago and the R word is on the horizon.  For years, I used to joke with people I couldn't wait to retire at 25 years and NOT have to commute 100 miles a day and I'd ride my bike to work 5 miles away at the local potato plant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess where I just was filling out an application.  Damn that felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.masserspuds.com/"&gt;www.masserspuds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-411760700721949543?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/411760700721949543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=411760700721949543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/411760700721949543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/411760700721949543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/sortin-potatoes.html' title='Sortin&apos; Potatoes'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-6860079500082539998</id><published>2011-03-01T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T03:37:35.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouncing Back</title><content type='html'>Donna thinks I'm human 'cause I got tired and had to take a break.  I think I'm human now that I'm bouncing back to life and feel full of vim and vigor.  It took 48 hours to feel "normal" again after a interval-laced two weeks of training.  Bright-eyed and bushy tailed at 3:00 am this morning, I did core work, read, and am about to get on the trainer for a very easy 1 hour spin while I watch the morning news.  Later today, I take mom to the doctor in Hershey for her follow-up hip surgery appointment.  This afternoon, I may walk for eggs if its nice (1 mile round trip) and read some more.  I feel human again!  Human, yes, but totally refreshed, no.  This week is rest week and I'm taking full advantage of riding very little and when I do, it'll be super easy.  With warm temps, this will give the trails a little more time to dry out and will be ready to be ridden come March 7 when the official spring training starts.  Every Thursday starting March 10, will be "trail night." And whether Rick likes it or not, he'll have to drag his bike along every Thursday to ride somewhere.  More than likely it will be either Swatara or the Rattling Creek Trails.  Day light savings time starts on March 13, so we'll likely do Swatty that week if its dry.  Rick is a stickler for not riding in muddy conditions.  I guess I agree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-6860079500082539998?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6860079500082539998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=6860079500082539998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6860079500082539998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6860079500082539998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/03/bouncing-back.html' title='Bouncing Back'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2219266572822747109</id><published>2011-02-27T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T04:13:36.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10-Hour Snooze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IYLKALedBHk/TWo8rz8hPGI/AAAAAAAACTw/kwYONDPnUCA/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578337811827866722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IYLKALedBHk/TWo8rz8hPGI/AAAAAAAACTw/kwYONDPnUCA/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Training for an endurance event can eventually take its toll on old bones and saggy muscles. Well, even young bones and muscles for that matter can feel the pressure after a while.  Yesterday was one of those "I can't do this" days.  The plan said 2.5 hours on the mountain bike on the road with a 5 minute warm up at 85%, then 1 minute rest, then go all out at race pace for 12 minutes.  This was the same routine Donna and I did last week.  The 12 minute ditty was an effort for me last week, but all in all the ride felt great before and after.  Even the weekend went ok after that session.  Yesterday, however, was a completely different story after a week of 2-3 interval sessions at a higher than normal heart rate.  The weather was perfect for a road ride on a mountain bike with calm winds and temps hovering around 37.  The ride started ok and I felt ok, but when I ramped up the heart rate the holy-shit-this-hurts affect started.  I said, "Oh Buck up, damn it, and just do it."  I pushed through it watching every minute on my watch waiting for the 12 minutes to end.  It was sheer torture.  After that, it was a struggle to get home and when the watch hit 2:29 I was pulling up to the garage door.  The real story is always told by how I sleep.  I can't recall the last time I slept 10 hours.  3:30 or 4:00 am is usually wide-eyed time, but not Sunday morning.  I didn't wake up until 6:00 am -- exactly 10 hours after I shut my eyes.    One thing I learned is that you often don't know how tired you are until you get on your bike and try it again the next day.  So today, I'll do just that and see how I feel.   I may be home in 20 minutes cutting back the raspberry canes (I'll do that anyway today).  The alternate workout for today is a big fat OFF, which may also be on tap if I don't perk up in a couple hours.  Fatigue and overreaching is something the endurance athlete has to be on the lookout for, and know when to recognize it.  When you see it, take a break.  Starting tomorrow, a week-long break is on tap and Coach Eatough knew exactly when to build those into the plan and boy am I grateful.  Thank you Chris! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2219266572822747109?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2219266572822747109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2219266572822747109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2219266572822747109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2219266572822747109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/02/10-hour-snooze.html' title='10-Hour Snooze'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IYLKALedBHk/TWo8rz8hPGI/AAAAAAAACTw/kwYONDPnUCA/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-4821844853996317499</id><published>2011-02-25T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T09:34:57.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You're Big Time When You're In Wikipedia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.tsepic.com/abouttse"&gt;Transylvania Epic &lt;/a&gt;folks recently posted in Facebook that Jacquie Phelan is coming to the TSE and is looking for a team. WHAT!??? &lt;a href="http://jacquiephelan.wordpress.com/"&gt;Legendary Jacquie Phelan&lt;/a&gt;? Holy shit. She's a phenom -- an icon in women's mountain biking history - and she's coming to Central PA? I'm not sure how many icons I can take.  Rebecca Rusch. Sue Haywood. Selene Yeager. And now Jacquie Phelan.  When I started mountain biking in 2000, my first "jersey" was a light blue cotton t-shirt.  What did I know.  I just wanted to ride my brand spanking new kale colored Cannondale and I didn't even know there were special clothes to wear on it.  I bought the bike in the fall, and over the winter I started perusing bike catalogs and websites and realized, gee, I should be wearing that fancy special fabric all those biker-types wear. And one of the very first jerseys I bought was from this cool website called WOMBATS which stood for Women's Mountain Bike and Tea Society which was started by, you guessed it, Jacquie Phelan.  At the time, reading a little more about her, I realized she was a co-founder of NORBA in 1983 and a legend in her own right.  She raced and won races and was GOOD!  Time got away from me and I sort of forgot about Jacquie until now.  Today, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacquie_Phelan"&gt;she's even got an entry in Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;! She's right up there with Lance. I'm humbled. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 339px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577679136832792098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7kgqf0sMMzg/TWfln4YGpiI/AAAAAAAACTo/aNgYkwyAMNA/s320/Jacquie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-4821844853996317499?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/4821844853996317499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=4821844853996317499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4821844853996317499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4821844853996317499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-know-youre-big-time-when-youre-in.html' title='You Know You&apos;re Big Time When You&apos;re In Wikipedia'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7kgqf0sMMzg/TWfln4YGpiI/AAAAAAAACTo/aNgYkwyAMNA/s72-c/Jacquie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-8979221194435813179</id><published>2011-02-24T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T04:00:10.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired!</title><content type='html'>Last week's training was focused on "Top End Power" and this week is labeled "Transition to Race Season" with many of the workouts similar to last week. Time in the saddle is reduced to 9 hours, but the time is what a prior Team sponsor called "quality" time. That sponsor was &lt;a href="http://www.peakscoachinggroup.com/(S(ofbqsl45l0zeyemq20oixi2a))/ASPX/bios/tcusick.aspx?AspxAutoDetectCookieSupport=1"&gt;Tim Cusick,&lt;/a&gt; and he and his side-kick and female athlete extraordinaire, Kathy Watts, are now both coaches (and hosting a &lt;a href="http://www.peakscoachinggroup.com/CampPDFs/Solvang%20Camp%202011.pdf"&gt;training camp for Peaks Coaching this year in California&lt;/a&gt;) and I now totally understand what he meant by quality time. Quality time, in Tim's world, is intervals, sprints, tracking power output in watts, etc. All that "stuff" that serious competitors always, always use in their training. If I'm not mistaken, road racers and time trialers are constantly doing this type of training and not as much endurance. Mountain bikers, in my opinion, don't need quite as many sprints built into their training plans and thank god the Eatough plans don't have &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;many intervals -- except for last week and this. There's one interval session that I've grown to like because of the convenience of doing it next to my house and getting a really good workout. I call it "good" because the next day I'm whooped and beat. If the training pushes you and you feel it the next day, something's working, and I label it a good workout. Tuesday's plan said "If you trained properly on the weekend, you still need this day for full recovery." We did and I did. Last Friday Donna and I did a little 12-minute ditty going at race pace inside our 2.5 hour road ride on mountain bikes. Ouch. Saturday was the hill interval thingy, and Sunday I just kinda lazed up and down the side of a mountain 2 times. Monday was off, and I was tired yet on Tuesday and did the Alternative option of an easy spin on the trainer for 45 minutes. Last night was the 10 x 2 (I do three minutes just cause I need a minute to get my HR in the range) at 85% heart rate with 1 minute at 60% in between. They seem easy enough while doing them, but damn do they tucker me out the next day. Yes, today my arse is dragging. I'll push through tonight's "exploding" workout (Standing starts: 4 x 1 minute "getting all the power you can out of your body.") Tonight's workout is painful and I'll be screaming. But the reward will be a nice, warm piece of vegan chocolate cake. Yummmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-8979221194435813179?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/8979221194435813179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=8979221194435813179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8979221194435813179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8979221194435813179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/02/tired.html' title='Tired!'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-7936028012638938414</id><published>2011-02-20T12:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T12:53:38.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice, Ice, Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NWOq8VMKdM/TWF9iqciPbI/AAAAAAAACTA/DH5MH8wjvi8/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575875848124382642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NWOq8VMKdM/TWF9iqciPbI/AAAAAAAACTA/DH5MH8wjvi8/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had full intentions today of riding 3ish hours on the Rattling Creek Trails in Weiser State Forest, central PA, and the riding came to a screeching halt  - literally - when I fell 4 times on ice and ended up trudging through 6ish inches of snow in all the low, shady spots on the trails.    I ended up bagging it after an hour, climbed the hard top road to the top of the mountain and down the other side, back up and down to the van, then home to the trainer for an hour to get my time in.  Barf.  Crap of a day.  Rick was at the YMCA.  I can't wait for it to get warm and have clear trails again.  Heck, I'd even take freezing temps as long as the trails are clear.  One more week doing the winter training plan and next Sunday calls for a race somewhere.  Hmmm... a race on February.  Will have to do a search. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-7936028012638938414?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/7936028012638938414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=7936028012638938414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/7936028012638938414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/7936028012638938414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/02/ice-ice-baby.html' title='Ice, Ice, Baby'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NWOq8VMKdM/TWF9iqciPbI/AAAAAAAACTA/DH5MH8wjvi8/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-6509224518184288638</id><published>2011-02-20T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T03:41:46.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Training Like a Pro.  Really?</title><content type='html'>Yup... even FIT CHICK uses &lt;a href="http://www.chriseatough.com/"&gt;Chris Eatough&lt;/a&gt;!   So, yeh - we're training like Pros!  No, not really; but, its fun to think we are.  But the training us mere mortals typically don't do here in Central PA is the traveling to a locale closer to the equator.   At least four of me/Donna's female competitors at the Transylvania Epic have trained or will be training south of the border.   If it's not Arizona, they will be enjoying warm temps and riding somewhere equally exotic.  &lt;a href="http://susanhaywood.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html"&gt;Sue Haywood&lt;/a&gt; has been in Sedona AZ since January sometime.   &lt;a href="http://amandarileycarey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda Carey&lt;/a&gt; is heading to Tuscon AZ for two solid months after spending a week or two in Maui.   &lt;a href="http://www.sonyalooney.com/?cat=3"&gt;Sonya Looney&lt;/a&gt; will be sponsoring a camp in Sedona later in the spring.   And while it ain't Arizona, it's equally awesome --  &lt;a href="http://www.rebeccarusch.com/"&gt;Rebecca Rusch &lt;/a&gt;is currently in Argentina and &lt;a href="http://bicycling.com/blogs/fitchick/"&gt;Fit Chick&lt;/a&gt; (Selene Yeager), (who doesn't claim to be a pro by the way),  spent three days in Puerto Rico.   And us desk job working stiffs?  Well, we make do with what we have in Central PA - something that fits into our hectic weekend schedules of tending to family, home, cooking and hubbies.  For me, that was something like riding up and down the 3-minute hill next to my house 10 times yesterday at a nice comfy heart rate of 155-160.  I'm sure Violet (elderly neighbor) was peering out her window thinking, "oh dear."   It was cold and windy, I had to be ready to head north with Ricky to a kayak rolling session by 2:00, and I was feeling tired from the day before so I opted to stay as close to home as possible.  The plan called for 10x 2 minutes at 85% heart rate on a hill, spinning at 60% in between each effort.  The hill at my house is actually a 5-minute hill from top to bottom.  I ended up doing a minute to get into the 85% zone, two minutes at that effort, then coasting back down for a minute.  It was perfect.  Ten times up and down that baby and I wasn't tired, cold, nor minding the wind anymore.  It's amazing once you BUCK UP and do it how glad you are you did and how good it makes you feel.  We then went and rolled our boats for two hours and ate at an awesome restaurant that caters to local farmers, &lt;a href="http://www.emmasfoodforlife.com/"&gt;Emmas Food for Life&lt;/a&gt;.  Great day.  Can't wait to ride Weiser state forest today.  Will give you an update on that too.  Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-6509224518184288638?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6509224518184288638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=6509224518184288638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6509224518184288638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6509224518184288638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/02/training-like-pro-really.html' title='Training Like a Pro.  Really?'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2017870985211562062</id><published>2011-02-19T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T03:05:54.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Afternoon Delight</title><content type='html'>I can't recall ever riding with anyone but Rick or myself on my beloved back roads around my house -- until yesterday.  Donna made the trek north to the hinderlands to do a little 2.5 hr road ride on our mountain bikes.  It was a beautiful, 60ish degree day that we couldn't let slip by.  On tap for the ride, was a 5 minute stint at 85% HR, ez spin for a minute, then all-out race pace/time trial effort for 12 minutes.  We were bucking a semi-decent headwind to start out, so my planned route was altered to get a break from the headwind.   After about a 30 minute warm-up, off we went into time trial mode.  I am NOT used to that kind of effort and seriously have to start bucking up now that spring is here and we can get out.  It was kinda hard for me.  My heart rate was hanging around 170-174 the entire 12 minutes and I can tell it was hard on me because today I feel near dead.  Super-duper tired is an understatement.  Donna, on the other hand, seemed fresh and energetic, before, during, and after.  Damn youth.   She suggested getting in on some road rides to help build my speed.  I was never a fan of group road riding.  Maybe I'll do a couple, just not sure yet.   Although... all the really good cyclists do group road rides in their mix of training.  Crap... I'm doomed!   Today is windy as hell, but I'm going to get out for a two hour endurance spin on the road and tomorrow I'm checking out Weiser trails and hope to get 3 hrs in of more endurance - probably with some climbing.  It was a great afternoon of riding - thanks for coming north Donna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2017870985211562062?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2017870985211562062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2017870985211562062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2017870985211562062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2017870985211562062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/02/friday-afternoon-delight.html' title='Friday Afternoon Delight'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-8259136286417944400</id><published>2011-02-16T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T03:53:58.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night's Trainer Session with Mumford and Sons</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my training pardner', Donna, I was spinning to the beat of the tunes of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sigh-No-More-Mumford-Sons/dp/B0032Y8XH8"&gt;Mumford and Sons, Sigh No More&lt;/a&gt;, last evening.  If you saw them perform at the Grammy's you know how awesome they are.  If you didn't &lt;a href="http://www.mumfordandsons.com/"&gt;learn about them here&lt;/a&gt; -- they are incredible.  &lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com/tv/Mumford_and_Sons_Grammy_Performance/?ptvid=9df26c6f2e7f1"&gt;You can watch the video here -- its a can't miss. &lt;/a&gt;   The trainer session was to be a 15 minute warm-up, following by 3x3 @ 80% HR @ 90 rpms with a 2 minute rest between each, 3x3 @ 80% HR @ 80 rpms with a 2 minute rest between each, then 3x3 @ 80% HR @ 70 rpms with a 2 minute rest between each.  Then spin easy for the remainder of the 1.5 hr session.  I'm one of those people who has to spin to the beat of the songs and when Mumford starts jamming, the legs started spinning with ease.  I can't say I followed the above exactly, but I definitley got the  3x90,80, and 70 rpms in, but the HR got a little higher than 80% (more like 90%), and they weren't in any kind of order.   Following the beat of the songs, the rpms were more like 71, 69, 82, 89, 69, 85, 91, 82, 79.   So they weren't exact!  It still worked and I feel awesome today.  My weight was even down for a change!    Oh yea.... what training - and some good tunes --  does for the bod...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-8259136286417944400?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/8259136286417944400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=8259136286417944400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8259136286417944400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/8259136286417944400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/02/last-nights-trainer-session-with.html' title='Last Night&apos;s Trainer Session with Mumford and Sons'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2051885835100023945</id><published>2011-02-13T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T03:40:34.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Training Rounds 1, 2, and 3</title><content type='html'>This weekend's training was much lighter at 4.5 hours compared to last weekend's 9 hours of riding. Saturday was still a little chilly -- and even snowing at one point -- so it was yet another trainer day. Luckily, there was specific interval-type training on tap so I could easily adapt it to the trainer. But, alas, Mr. Brown needed his workout too and his winter choice is the YMCA. My early morning Round 1 trainer session was followed by an afternoon Round 2 at the YMCA. It was another 1/2 on the bike, then some weights. I haven't been doing much weight work, so I'm a little sore today. This morning (Sunday,) was Round 3 for the weekend. Sometimes you can't trust the weatherman and after too many false alarms for whatever the prediction may be, I decided to take a wait-and-see attitude for Sunday's ride. The thought on Friday was to get out on Sunday and ride for 2.5 hours given it was to be in the 40's and sunny. This morning, Accuweather wasn't calling for anything above 37 in Gratz with partly sunny and winds averaging 18ish mpg. Brrrr.. When daylight came, I could see it was overcast AND flurries were flying again. So I opted for the trainer one more time. Another interval was on tap and this one was actually fun and made the time go by fairly quickly on the trainer. After a 30 minute warm-up, every two minutes I did a race pace "burst" to get my heart rate up to 165, then left go back to 75% HR and held it two minutes. Repeat 20 times. It was a good workout. The afternoon actually turned out semi-decent weatherwise and the temps hit low 40's, so I spent it washing too-dirty bikes. Great day -- great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2051885835100023945?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2051885835100023945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2051885835100023945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2051885835100023945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2051885835100023945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/02/weekend-rounds-1-2-and-3.html' title='Weekend Training Rounds 1, 2, and 3'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-6886907736118941837</id><published>2011-02-11T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T04:04:21.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going All Out</title><content type='html'>Every time a planned trainer session is on tap, I look at what is to be done and say to myself, "huh, that's seems too easy... I can handle that."  And then I get on the bike and start the interval and end up wheezing, gasping, screaming, gyrating, struggling and in the end, fizzling out and not finishing it fully (it's only a couple seconds that I fag out and cheat myself - can that be THAT bad??).  Last night was another one of those kinds of nights.  The plan said warm up for 30 minutes, then simulate a race start with one foot on the ground and the other clipped in, then push off like you are starting a race.  Stand on the pedals and go all out for a minute.  "Use your whole body to explode on the pedals."  After that all-out minute, you recovered for 5 minutes.  The first interval is always the hardest no matter what the interval is at hand and this one held true like all the others.  Pain, pain, pain.  I was literally gasping for air at the end of it.  At the 12 second mark, I glanced down and said "SHIT! Another 45 seconds of this!"  It was hard.  I was thankful-beyond-belief for the 5 minutes of recovery after each and every minute.  Rick came in the room for the 2nd and remaining intervals and looked at me like I was dying.  I really think he was a little worried I was hurting myself.  Breathing was difficult at the end of the interval.  By #5, I just couldn't get the full body power out of the full minute.  I think that one was cut short by about 1/2.  And I couldn't WAIT to get off the bike at that point.  Only 5 minutes of going all-out (and I mean wind-sucking all out) is NOT easy.  Try it some time!   It's training like that that makes glad I'm an endurance rider and not a time trialer, crit or cyclocross racer.  I ain't got it in me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-6886907736118941837?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6886907736118941837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=6886907736118941837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6886907736118941837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6886907736118941837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/02/going-all-out.html' title='Going All Out'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2424977813213625954</id><published>2011-02-09T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T03:44:49.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cubicle Push-ups and Screwing Up the Trainer Session</title><content type='html'>There ARE benefits to being in an enclosed cubicle -- push ups!  When you can't get them done in the evening or in the morning because of sleeping in from tiredness of riding long and hard,  do them in the cube!  Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night's trainer session was easy in practice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Warm up for 20  minutes building up to 80% max heart rate.&lt;br /&gt;- Stay at 80% for 4 minutes&lt;br /&gt;- Go all out for 1 minute&lt;br /&gt;- Repeat 4 times, rest 5 minutes, repeat the sequence again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's easy enuf.  So how the hell did I screw it up?  I replaced the go all out for 1 minute with spin easy for one minute.  And the whole time I was thinking, "wow, this is a good workout."  Ha!  What a dork.   So the workout was good, but not what it was supposed to be.    Tomorrow is another day.  Tonight is off because of a bike trail meeting in Lykens, but the plan also says rest if you feel you need it and I sort of do.  I could do a workout if it was on the plan, but I'll take advantage of rest when its permitted.   I'm not as tired as years past after a high-hour week (hit 16 hours total for the week - 14 on the bike - a record!), but I can tell I'm definitely not up-to-snuff just yet from the long hours last week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2424977813213625954?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2424977813213625954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2424977813213625954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2424977813213625954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2424977813213625954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/02/cubicle-push-ups-and-screwing-up.html' title='Cubicle Push-ups and Screwing Up the Trainer Session'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-5829125286922831011</id><published>2011-02-07T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T01:02:18.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrapping Up the Winter Endurance Riding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 276px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570863960421695778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TU-vQZz2ASI/AAAAAAAACSY/nNPMJQvxk5M/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's done!  Long winter rides are over and spring is looking ever-so welcome.   Thanks to my bud, Donna, we finished out the final two week winter endurance period with a lovely 5:15 hour, 51-mile tour of beautiful Adams and Cumberland county.  Donna's in-laws are from Adams county and we stopped for a quick visit along the way while we rode miles and miles of back roads through rolling fields of orchards. Donna and Brett were married on a hill, in an orchard, and Donna showed me the spot on the Weiser Farm where they tied the knot - beautiful. Most farms in &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TU-vQ1NEVxI/AAAAAAAACSo/YZmyocztGDc/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 248px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570863967775250194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TU-vQ1NEVxI/AAAAAAAACSo/YZmyocztGDc/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adams county are orchards, except this one in the pictures.  There were burrows, llamas, turkeys, chickens, ducks, guinea chickens, and goats - all pets.  My house would look exactly like this if Rick wouldn't have prevented me from getting the critters I wanted over the years (sheep, goats, geese, chickens, and a horse - all pets).  The ride had two decent climbs and lots of rollers.  Can't be sure of the elevation gain, but suffice it to say it was a bunch.  Probably not near enough to be "officially" ready for the TSE, but enough for the end of winter training.   I'm looking forward to more country road riding with Donna.  Besides a handful of times Rick went with me, I've ridden road by myself for many, many years.  Lower &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TU-vQr7xU8I/AAAAAAAACSg/NpSXuEPPhqI/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570863965286781890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TU-vQr7xU8I/AAAAAAAACSg/NpSXuEPPhqI/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Northumberland and Western Schuylkill counties have awesome road riding with very little traffic and big rollers.  It's a nice change to ride with someone - thanks bud! We now have a little break in long hours to focus more on power, then rest before we start spring training on March 7.  Two more really fast girls signed up for the TSE -- Sue Haywood and Vicki Barclay.  Vicki won Ironcross last year only 4 minutes behind Laub if that gives you an idea how fast SHE is.  And of course Sue is the famous should-have-been-in-the olympics a couple years ago mountain biker. I say "should have been" because she rightfully earned her points and got screwed because of an event that wasn't recorded and she lost her spot to go.  It was sad to see that happen.  Of course, we won't see them during the race -- they'll beat most men -- but it's nice to see women enter and it inspires me to ride, ride, ride, and ride a little more this spring.  Can't wait!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-5829125286922831011?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/5829125286922831011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=5829125286922831011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/5829125286922831011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/5829125286922831011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/02/wrapping-up-winter-endurance-riding.html' title='Wrapping Up the Winter Endurance Riding'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TU-vQZz2ASI/AAAAAAAACSY/nNPMJQvxk5M/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-9178628110178294397</id><published>2011-02-03T03:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T03:43:28.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Stretch for Winter Endurance</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's just about over.  Phil said it would be and could we ever doubt Phil?  Spring IS around the corner.  Last fall, when I looked at two weeks of bike riding 16-18 hours at the end of January/early February, all I could say was you got to be kidding me.  In January?  We're going to do a 5 hour ride in Central PA?   We'll see.  So here it is.... last week was the beginning of the final two week endurance period for winter training and yes, we're doing it!  You saw my post on last weekend's riding (8 hours total on the trainer which equates to 12-16 hours on the road - damn!) and this weekend is the FINAL endurance session for the winter.  Saturday's weather isn't cooperating for a 5-hour ride so it may be yet one more trainer day but I'll make that final decision on Saturday.   But Sunday is looking awesome and I (we!) fully intend to get out for a change and ride for a couple hours.   It's a pretty darn good feeling to know this is it for the winter endurance and we should be able to ride outside the next time a 3+ hr ride is scheduled which isn't until March 19 although I'm sure I'll be sticking in a 3hr ride or two between now and then.  The Michaux Mash is the following week, March 26.  Yeh!  no snow (fingers crossed)-- and trails will be waiting.  The light at the end of the winter training tunnel is growing brighter and it's a welcome sight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-9178628110178294397?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/9178628110178294397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=9178628110178294397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/9178628110178294397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/9178628110178294397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/02/home-stretch-for-winter-endurance.html' title='Home Stretch for Winter Endurance'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-6322477170816143643</id><published>2011-02-01T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T04:12:53.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trainer Time vs Road Time - From the Pro</title><content type='html'>From a respected Pro when asked the question on his thoughts on trainer time vs road time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think trainer time is worth &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;1.5 road time&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; We don't ever stop pedalling on the trainer, there is less affect of momentum, and we tend to ride harder (probably because it's kind of boring, there are no distractions, and we don't get the buzz from the movement).&lt;br /&gt;I say 1.5 times, or even 2 times if you are really putting in quality time on the trainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OMG!  If that's the case, then I just put in a 12-16 hour road riding weekend this past weekend.  My trainer time was 4 hours on Sunday AND Saturday -- both days in the endurance zone which in my opinion, is a quality workout.  Ha!  Bring on the &lt;a href="http://www.transsylvaniaepic.com/blog1/?page_id=102"&gt;TSE!&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Laub - I hope you are reading this!  Because I know you are putting in the same amount of time if not more.  Wow... no wonder you're an animal at racing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-6322477170816143643?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/6322477170816143643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=6322477170816143643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6322477170816143643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/6322477170816143643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/02/trainer-time-vs-road-time-from-pro.html' title='Trainer Time vs Road Time - From the Pro'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-3433804042074806926</id><published>2011-01-30T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T10:39:12.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exit Pain Cave, Enter Euphoria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TUWqWxdZ0TI/AAAAAAAACSM/roZtCA55824/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 274px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568043822523994418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TUWqWxdZ0TI/AAAAAAAACSM/roZtCA55824/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day two of the multi-hour weekends of the final two weeks of winter endurance training: another 4 hours on the trainer. This time it was incredibly different. On a wim, rather than doing my planned 5 hour back-road country ride, I hopped on the trainer this morning after 4 hours on the trainer yesterday. Hurt and tired, I had this gut feeling I wanted to ride the trainer again. And so I did. At the three hour marker, I wondered how much more I could tolerate. Digging just a bit deeper, I endured another hour. It was a real struggle to get through the full four hours and many, many times I was near exhaustion and dead-tired; but when I finished, something magical happened that I never experienced before -- exercise euphoria. I went into this state of total calm...total relaxation... and total peace and comfort. There were no aches or pains or tiredness. Just complete tranquility. For a couple hours afterwards, I was high - totally off earth and de-stressed. I don't think anything could have brought me down. Low and behold, the euphoria I felt IS a real condition complete with scientific studies to prove it. From &lt;a href="http://www.fitday.com/fitness-articles/fitness/exercises/endorphins-101-a-guide-to-natural-euphoria.html"&gt;Fit Day&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;This effect is especially pronounced during prolonged periods of strenuous exercise. Massive amounts of endorphins are released to help you mask any pain and help you push past your normal threshold. The euphoria comes from runner's high and release of endorphins&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; From a good article on Runners high in the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/27/health/nutrition/27best.html"&gt;NY Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The runner’s-high hypothesis proposed that there were real biochemical effects of exercise on the brain. Chemicals were released that could change an athlete’s mood, and those chemicals were endorphins, the brain’s naturally occurring opiates. Running was not the only way to get the feeling; it could also occur with most intense or endurance exercise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I'm sure some of you had gotten into this state before, but this is my first and what a feeling it is. If only we could harness that whenever we wanted. Wow. I'll just bet the TSE will be another euphoric experience. Pushing beyond the norm seems to bring it on, and we'll be breaking through thresholds we've never experienced before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-3433804042074806926?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3433804042074806926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=3433804042074806926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3433804042074806926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3433804042074806926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/01/exit-pain-cave-enter-euphoria.html' title='Exit Pain Cave, Enter Euphoria'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TUWqWxdZ0TI/AAAAAAAACSM/roZtCA55824/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-4047218209855938045</id><published>2011-01-30T01:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T01:19:56.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TSE Winter Training in PA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TUUslh7SYoI/AAAAAAAACSE/0WAlIE_TlOg/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567905537587307138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TUUslh7SYoI/AAAAAAAACSE/0WAlIE_TlOg/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don't understand why some folks don't like the bike trainer. There are no stop signs, traffic, bumps in the road or trail to slow you, logs, thorns, flats, ripped off derailleurs, busted links, bloody legs/arms, concussions, broken front teeth, heavy camelbaks, running out of water or super high and super low heart rates. Just nice, easy, steady, concentrated spinning for 4 hours. What's not to love about that! Oh, that's right.... boredom, sore ass, sore hands, painful back, throbbing knees, boredom, painful ass, sore hands, painful back, throbbing knees, deliriousness and repeating oneself... I loved Donna's comment, "This sucks." And when I congratulated her on finishing it she said, "never again if I can help it."  Saturday's plan called for 4 hours of riding -- no other options. Of course Central PA had it's normal spitting snow kinda-weather. While &lt;a href="http://bicycling.com/blogs/fitchick/2011/01/26/make-your-own-real-feel/"&gt;Fit Chick &lt;/a&gt;gave me some inspiration with her quest to ride in any weather, I decided to save it for today (Sunday) and get out for the five hour ride in a little sunshine. So Saturday was a 4-hour trainer session. The ONLY thing that gets me through them is &lt;a href="http://www.spinervals.com/"&gt;Coach Troy.&lt;/a&gt; I haven't found anything better to break the monotony and focus on the ride. Thanks Troy.  And today?  I'm going it alone for five glorious hours.  Dear hubby won't have anything to do with 30 degree temps and is heading for the YMCA.  I think I'll follow Fit Chick's lead from last week and take the fat tires out on back country roads.  I'll send a postcard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-4047218209855938045?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/4047218209855938045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=4047218209855938045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4047218209855938045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/4047218209855938045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/01/tse-winter-training-in-pa.html' title='TSE Winter Training in PA'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TUUslh7SYoI/AAAAAAAACSE/0WAlIE_TlOg/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2597136627547044368</id><published>2011-01-29T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T03:15:54.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing I was Doing This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.vueltapr.com/"&gt;A 375 mile, 3-day endurance bike ride in WARM weather with 650 other like-minded cyclists in Puerto Rico.&lt;/a&gt;  Fit Chick is enjoying this ride as I type.   That's where I wanna be right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-2597136627547044368?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/2597136627547044368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=2597136627547044368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2597136627547044368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/2597136627547044368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/01/wishing-i-was-doing-this.html' title='Wishing I was Doing This'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-3110908019622365224</id><published>2011-01-29T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T03:03:25.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Could Rick and I Be Food Snobs? Are My Friends Too?</title><content type='html'>A &lt;a href="http://www.accidentalhedonist.com/index.php?title=what_is_a_food_snob&amp;amp;more=1&amp;amp;c=1&amp;amp;tb=1&amp;amp;pb=1"&gt;food snob&lt;/a&gt; is defined a number of ways with the ultimate definition basically being someone who doesn't eat the norm -- someone who prefers what everyone else doesn't. &lt;a href="http://www.snobsite.com/food_explained.php"&gt;Snobsite&lt;/a&gt; takes a food snob to the extreme and puts them high on a pedastal -- above everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;From Snobsite: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Whereas you favor potatoes and onions, he traffics in celeriac and garlic scapes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Whereas you’re keen on Granny Smiths, he insists that you haven’t even tasted an apple until you’ve sampled a Newtown Pippin. Whereas you regard your outdoor gas grill as just wonderful, he grills only with fruitwoods and mesquite, brushing the coals with moistened vine cuttings when available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Is there such a thing as a quasi-food snob because this week Rick and I came to realize we think that's what we are. We both had invites to office luncheons and we both scanned the menus of our co-workers choices of places to eat and stated, "there's not much on this menu I'd eat." The locales were very popular, well-known, and the vast majority of folks just love the food - except Rick, me, and one of Rick's co-workers, Chris. My office co-worker's choice was Zembies on Second Street in Harrisburg (known for their hot wings) and Rick's was Gilligans. The first thing Rick looks at is calories. It's hard to believe that an "average" plate is about 1,200 calories at lunch. That would be for a typical, all-american sandwich and chips/fries with a drink of some sort. The first thing I look for is meatless and dairyless choices. It's very, very hard to find a meal without meat OR cheese. Chris takes the vegetarian a step further and looks for eggless. He's pretty much choiceless in that area except for a house salad unless there's no hard-boiled egg on it (although he will eat cheese which gives him a few more choices). All of us were dismayed to find very few choices on the menu for any of us. On the way home from work Rick and I said, "we're food snobs!" Maybe we're not the extremists snobsite talks about, but we definitely find little on the average restaurant menu. Now that Donna and I decided to skip the stress of preparing our own food for TSE, I'm stressing over what will they serve us for $250! I'm absolutely going vegan (no dairy, no meat) because I can't bare the thought of caged animal meat or eggs unless they serve free-range, local meat (will they?), but I'm not happy over the rest of the meal which I'll just have to buck up and eat. I can't imagine they'll have organic vegetables, nor nutrient-packed quinoa, soy protein, or texturized vegetable protein. What about some iron-rich lentil salad or soup? I'm likely still take some of my own food (definitely soy protein) or take food bars of some sort. Ha. I just realized, I AM a food snob! Just call me the snobby Buttercup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1950224801337942078-3110908019622365224?l=chilibloggin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/feeds/3110908019622365224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1950224801337942078&amp;postID=3110908019622365224' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3110908019622365224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1950224801337942078/posts/default/3110908019622365224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chilibloggin.blogspot.com/2011/01/could-rick-and-i-be-food-snobs-are-my.html' title='Could Rick and I Be Food Snobs? Are My Friends Too?'/><author><name>Chili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12242725377650947329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_olWb1fGRYKE/TLLNgzqvcOI/AAAAAAAACLU/KUejpf9CYqo/S220/027.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1950224801337942078.post-2889370687985408687</id><published>2011-01-25T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T10:10:50.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh - That's Right - Training update</title><content type='html'>Yes, yes, yes.  I'm still training.  I got a little carried away with resting last week and haven't been posting much on the training front.  Yesterday started a two-week stint of endurance riding.   These are the weeks to get a LOT of saddle-time in before spring training starts hot and heavy on March 7.  It will be a challenging two weeks given there's snow on the ground, the temps aren't going much above 32ish, still dark at night, cabin fever has arrived and we have to put in 4 and 5 hour rides this weekend.   Sunday's 5-hour ride can be substituted with 5 hours of any outdoor aerobic activity.  Donna, I believe, is going to take advantage of the snow and ski for 5 hours.   I think I'm going to check out the Rattling Creek trails/roads/snowmobile trails on bike and if its too slushy, I'll don the waterproof hiking shoes and scale a mountain or two for a couple hours.  The weekly night-time 1.5 to 3 hour rides are reserved for the trainer.  Yesterday's first session started at 3:03 a.m.  No, you aren't reading that wrong.  I was on the trainer for two hours by the time Rick got up and went to work.  I hadn't really planned on it, but I got hot and couldn't sleep.  So why not be hot and ride bike.  And so I did.  Tonight is an easy endurance spin for twoish hours.  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