<?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-31190669</id><updated>2012-01-10T10:18:02.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Varnum</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>268</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-4942531723280580384</id><published>2009-02-18T14:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:42:55.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Burgers and Beer</title><content type='html'>Fat Tire spilled all over the road.  Oh the humanity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truck accidents spill burgers on I-15, drench I-84 with beer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red meat and beer clogged major traffic arteries Tuesday, slowing the morning commute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motorists on Interstate 15 were impeded by a piles of hamburgers after a truck spilled a load of the patties, blocking the northbound lanes for four hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver of a tractor-trailer carrying 40,000 pounds of hamburger patties dozed off around 5 a.m., said Utah Highway Patrol trooper Cameron Roden. The truck driver's rig drifted to the left side of the freeway near 2300 North and crashed into a wall and an overhead sign, which ripped open his trailer, spilling hamburger over the north and southbound lanes of the interstate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motorists were detoured off I-15 and onto surface streets to bypass the meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UHP quickly cleared southbound lanes, but northbound lanes were not reopened until about 9:30 a.m., Roden said. No one was injured in the incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A second truck spill east of Morgan caused minor delays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before 7:30 a.m., a truck was heading westbound on Interstate 84 about a half-mile east of Morgan. The driver was traveling too fast for the snowy conditions there and lost control, Roden said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truck slipped off to the left, hit a guardrail, and flipped over on its side. The impact split the truck open, spilling Fat Tire Beer being shipped from Colorado, Roden said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other vehicles were involved in the accident, and the truck driver was slightly dazed but uninjured. Troopers blocked the left lane and directed traffic around to the right side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sltrib.com/news/ci_11721590"&gt;http://www.sltrib.com/news/ci_11721590&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-4942531723280580384?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/4942531723280580384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=4942531723280580384' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4942531723280580384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4942531723280580384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2009/02/burgers-and-beer.html' title='Burgers and Beer'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-4991261967359993310</id><published>2009-02-15T22:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:35:58.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Like Riding a Bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SZjtBPWCkaI/AAAAAAAAFVM/qh6zfOa-n-k/s1600-h/02+15+Back+in+the+Saddlr+000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303249166783386018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SZjtBPWCkaI/AAAAAAAAFVM/qh6zfOa-n-k/s400/02+15+Back+in+the+Saddlr+000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey! I rode my bike today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun. I got dropped. I still had fun. It was good to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call for OP on Saturday night wanting to know if I wanted to go for a ride. "Sure", I said. I was glad to have someone get me off the couch. I've been pretty sedentary during January, and it was time to get moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took off around 9 AM, planning on meeting OP at his place at at 9:30. After arriving at OP's place, I found out that a Carney, Matt, and Nick would be in attendance. Oops. I hadn't trained for this. Sings, "One of these things is not like the other . . ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung on for a while. It was good while it lasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-4991261967359993310?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/4991261967359993310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=4991261967359993310' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4991261967359993310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4991261967359993310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-like-riding-bike.html' title='Just Like Riding a Bike'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SZjtBPWCkaI/AAAAAAAAFVM/qh6zfOa-n-k/s72-c/02+15+Back+in+the+Saddlr+000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-3921788144019097861</id><published>2008-09-04T00:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T01:00:26.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>When you get tagged by &lt;a href="http://andrew-carney.blogspot.com/"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt;, who got tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.jeffkerkove.net/"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt;, you can't refuse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was I doing 10 years ago?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Umm&lt;/span&gt;, living in the same place, and doing roughly the same job.  OK, not exactly the same place.  We remodeled the crap out of the main floor 10 years ago, and we did the same to the lower level this year, but it's still the same address.  OK, not exactly the same job either.  I've got 20 people working for me now.  10 years ago I was one of those people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did weigh 260 pounds and was a smoking couch slug 10 years ago.  So that's a good thing to have behind me.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are 5 non-work things on my to-do list today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;With a little luck I'll have lunch at Tasty Taco in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DM&lt;/span&gt;.    &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go ride mountain bikes with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jubil&lt;/span&gt; after work. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink a couple of cold ones in my garage with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jubil&lt;/span&gt; after #2. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish some painting in the basement (or maybe not after #3). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Melt into a lazy boy after #4.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snacks I enjoy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Umm&lt;/span&gt;, pretty much anything I can get my hands on.  Fruit, chocolate, ice cream, even chips lately (ugh).  As long as I ride enough I can get away with it.  If I stop riding, I gotta be more careful.  Is beer a snack?  Then I gotta say Boulevard Pale Ale and Goose Island IPA (I'm a hop head).     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I would do if I was a billionaire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd stop working and join my wife in the semi-retired state.  I doubt we would move, cause nearly every one I know lives here. I'd ride my bike a bunch, and we'd also travel a bunch, and we'd give a bunch away.  BTW, my electrician came real close to finding out recently.  He got 4 out of 5 numbers and also got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Powerball&lt;/span&gt; on a lottery ticket  It would been worth $54 million had he hit all 5 numbers.  Sad that you can win $10,000 and be disappointed about it.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Places I have lived&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's gonna be a little boring.  Other that a 9 month stint in Riverside, California when I was a year old, I've lived within 8 miles of where I am sitting right this moment.  I guess I  like it here.  Either that or I don't know any different.  Plus, like I said, nearly everyone I know is here.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jobs I've had&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dishwasher&lt;br /&gt;Pizza Delivery&lt;br /&gt;Pizza Cook&lt;br /&gt;Pizza Waiter (see a trend)&lt;br /&gt;Software Developer&lt;br /&gt;IT Manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.  &lt;a href="http://bbbiking.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bruce&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://alwaysonthebike.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chris&lt;/a&gt;, you are it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-3921788144019097861?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/3921788144019097861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=3921788144019097861' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3921788144019097861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3921788144019097861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-4632410910255402338</id><published>2008-09-01T13:33:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:37:05.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boone 24</title><content type='html'>Another Boone 24 in the books. To read the official account check out the &lt;a href="http://mobracing.blogspot.com/"&gt;MOB Racing &lt;/a&gt;blog. Here are some "unofficial" photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw4aDlVziI/AAAAAAAAEFc/KrA3EhchLdM/s1600-h/08+31+Boone+24+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241126086642093602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw4aDlVziI/AAAAAAAAEFc/KrA3EhchLdM/s400/08+31+Boone+24+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor looking tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw8R3tpyBI/AAAAAAAAEFs/Huit6p4b0_0/s1600-h/08+31+Boone+24+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241130344063289362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw8R3tpyBI/AAAAAAAAEFs/Huit6p4b0_0/s400/08+31+Boone+24+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teamed up with &lt;a href="http://happytraining.blogspot.com/"&gt;OP&lt;/a&gt; in the two man 12 hour race. We were in it to have fun. He had fun riding his bike. I had fun drinking beer and hanging out with my buds. I managed to get in a couple of laps. OP kept us respectable by doing 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw4aQofNqI/AAAAAAAAEFk/FcozMwBhv8M/s1600-h/08+31+Boone+24+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241126090144954018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw4aQofNqI/AAAAAAAAEFk/FcozMwBhv8M/s400/08+31+Boone+24+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys that put in eighteen laps didn't really care for the infield routing, but it was very spectator friendly. It took about six minutes to get through it. On the parade lap you could see the whole field all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3yC5ageI/AAAAAAAAEE0/YXLbUmlMf_A/s1600-h/08+31+Boone+24+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241125399263085026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3yC5ageI/AAAAAAAAEE0/YXLbUmlMf_A/s400/08+31+Boone+24+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our mascot made the trip again this year. She was looking a little worse for wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3yQGCv2I/AAAAAAAAEE8/TQWLyYTotYY/s1600-h/08+31+Boone+24+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241125402805714786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3yQGCv2I/AAAAAAAAEE8/TQWLyYTotYY/s400/08+31+Boone+24+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maharry came out to join in the fun. He was dressed for changing the oil in my truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3ybOoKuI/AAAAAAAAEFE/YW-uaRqAoY8/s1600-h/08+31+Boone+24+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241125405794511586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3ybOoKuI/AAAAAAAAEFE/YW-uaRqAoY8/s400/08+31+Boone+24+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having fun by this point. We had lined the course on both sides of the MOB Racing camp, and the racer heckling was in full swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3yi6VTCI/AAAAAAAAEFM/q366lboSSMQ/s1600-h/08+31+Boone+24+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241125407856872482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3yi6VTCI/AAAAAAAAEFM/q366lboSSMQ/s400/08+31+Boone+24+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christy came out for the fun! She acted as team Den Mother, and did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3ykUwxNI/AAAAAAAAEFU/cPBuQZuEBHY/s1600-h/08+31+Boone+24+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241125408236160210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3ykUwxNI/AAAAAAAAEFU/cPBuQZuEBHY/s400/08+31+Boone+24+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Christy puts herself in a dangerous position, between Kyle and Taylor. Kyle looks like he's about to experience Christy's "High Kick".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3Lda8LJI/AAAAAAAAEEM/HrE_oodU6VQ/s1600-h/08+31+Boone+24+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241124736368127122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3Lda8LJI/AAAAAAAAEEM/HrE_oodU6VQ/s400/08+31+Boone+24+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone got the bright idea to lay down on the couse and have racers bunny hop (bunny hope?) over them. Note that Kyle is lying face down this time. It didn't start out that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3LSeUrEI/AAAAAAAAEEU/xkRaHVomPsA/s1600-h/08+31+Boone+24+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241124733429525570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3LSeUrEI/AAAAAAAAEEU/xkRaHVomPsA/s400/08+31+Boone+24+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning chilling in the Carney Camp. I swear Andrew gained weight during the race as much as he ate during each stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3Ljh5cwI/AAAAAAAAEEc/K5_Bb3ItfSs/s1600-h/08+31+Boone+24+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241124738007921410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3Ljh5cwI/AAAAAAAAEEc/K5_Bb3ItfSs/s400/08+31+Boone+24+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in the light of day there was no common sense. More bunny hopping nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3LibbRcI/AAAAAAAAEEk/MJcOrdiiZXQ/s1600-h/08+31+Boone+24+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241124737712342466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3LibbRcI/AAAAAAAAEEk/MJcOrdiiZXQ/s400/08+31+Boone+24+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy tells us how he's going to have fun next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3L5eMw9I/AAAAAAAAEEs/cjF5HE3g3Kw/s1600-h/08+31+Boone+24+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241124743897990098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw3L5eMw9I/AAAAAAAAEEs/cjF5HE3g3Kw/s400/08+31+Boone+24+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jubil and Matt tell Andy that you can have fun, and win. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 363 days until the next Boone 24!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-4632410910255402338?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/4632410910255402338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=4632410910255402338' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4632410910255402338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4632410910255402338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/09/boone-24.html' title='Boone 24'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SLw4aDlVziI/AAAAAAAAEFc/KrA3EhchLdM/s72-c/08+31+Boone+24+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-6087525072198189207</id><published>2008-08-07T22:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:38:27.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Preride at Mob the 'quab</title><content type='html'>I went south tonight to pre-ride this weekend's mountain bike race course at Lake Ahquabi in Indianola. This race is being put on by teammate Bruce Brown, so I wanted to help however I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJvE5P7Fw2I/AAAAAAAAEBo/WWQQTGKc2Ok/s1600-h/08+07+Indianola+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231991879926924130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJvE5P7Fw2I/AAAAAAAAEBo/WWQQTGKc2Ok/s400/08+07+Indianola+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Race Director Bruce leads the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJvE4_dpPKI/AAAAAAAAEBg/PCNyVWVydqU/s1600-h/08+07+Indianola+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231991875508452514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJvE4_dpPKI/AAAAAAAAEBg/PCNyVWVydqU/s400/08+07+Indianola+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by his Dentist, "Chainsaw Al". That is one cool knickname. And Al is a pretty cool guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJvE5CyEvCI/AAAAAAAAEBw/dNoCeOgagLg/s1600-h/08+07+Indianola+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231991876399447074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJvE5CyEvCI/AAAAAAAAEBw/dNoCeOgagLg/s400/08+07+Indianola+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the way like to roll - Having fun watching the other guys do the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJvE5EdozXI/AAAAAAAAEB4/jt5sj7i5SSE/s1600-h/08+07+Indianola+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231991876850601330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJvE5EdozXI/AAAAAAAAEB4/jt5sj7i5SSE/s400/08+07+Indianola+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently its contagious.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just kidding. Bruce has put in a ton of work to get this race to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJvE5XoIFzI/AAAAAAAAECA/iKD56zIQkAc/s1600-h/08+07+Indianola+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231991881994868530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJvE5XoIFzI/AAAAAAAAECA/iKD56zIQkAc/s400/08+07+Indianola+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best way to end a ride. This is what mountain biking is all about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-6087525072198189207?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/6087525072198189207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=6087525072198189207' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6087525072198189207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6087525072198189207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/08/preride-at-mob-quab.html' title='Preride at Mob the &apos;quab'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJvE5P7Fw2I/AAAAAAAAEBo/WWQQTGKc2Ok/s72-c/08+07+Indianola+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-1393067986419834436</id><published>2008-08-07T21:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:35:47.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boone Flat Tire Festival</title><content type='html'>I raced at the Boone Flat Tire Festival last weekend, or at least I tried to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was trying to pack "low key". What that really meant was that I neglected to pack a spare tube. Oops. At the staring line I was telling Kyle about my predicament, but that I was not worried, because I had never had a flat in a race . . . hisssss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holy Crap. I have come to realize that I have supernatural powers from time to time. I can predict one thing, and know that the opposite will come true in a short amount of time. But this was the shortest time that I remember between a boastful proclamation, and fate's inevitable smackdown. I swear, my tire started going flat as I was uttering the words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Kyle's urging, I followed the Expert start to my truck to fill my rear tire. I made it back in time for the Sport start. However, my tube would onlt last until halfway down the first decline. Good thing I had on my walking shoes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW, this was my first ever DNF. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, some pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu2DUoVaEI/AAAAAAAAEA4/6jaHcRTFU9k/s1600-h/08+06+Boone+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231975560314710082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu2DUoVaEI/AAAAAAAAEA4/6jaHcRTFU9k/s400/08+06+Boone+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were a couple of friendly rodents at the race . . . a badger and a squirrel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu2DZE2ViI/AAAAAAAAEBA/S-7VV7kHjvw/s1600-h/08+06+Boone+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231975561508050466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu2DZE2ViI/AAAAAAAAEBA/S-7VV7kHjvw/s400/08+06+Boone+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Nebraska crew was well represented. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu2Dc-qGlI/AAAAAAAAEBI/Fyk_BrV-viU/s1600-h/08+06+Boone+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231975562555824722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu2Dc-qGlI/AAAAAAAAEBI/Fyk_BrV-viU/s400/08+06+Boone+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As was the Iowa City crew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu2DuuSAqI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/gLUchVKL1lw/s1600-h/08+06+Boone+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231975567318975138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu2DuuSAqI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/gLUchVKL1lw/s400/08+06+Boone+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyle puts on a great low-key race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu1auEsjiI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/wo6TgftMuzI/s1600-h/08+06+Boone+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231974862769917474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu1auEsjiI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/wo6TgftMuzI/s400/08+06+Boone+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If Kyle was there, Taylor can't be far behind. Hey Taylor, "Nice Bike". She used to be mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu1auXh6lI/AAAAAAAAEAY/ryziOvEvpls/s1600-h/08+06+Boone+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231974862848911954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu1auXh6lI/AAAAAAAAEAY/ryziOvEvpls/s400/08+06+Boone+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Team mate Bruce Brown held up will in the heat, thorns, and other challenges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu-GyQ23ZI/AAAAAAAAEBY/e4Z4NoxY_94/s1600-h/08+06+Boone+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231984415901932946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu-GyQ23ZI/AAAAAAAAEBY/e4Z4NoxY_94/s400/08+06+Boone+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu1bLhs5pI/AAAAAAAAEAw/Wp_SeDCEDqo/s1600-h/08+06+Boone+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Team mate Scotty looked much better at this race then he did the last time I saw him (RAGBY). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu1a98T9eI/AAAAAAAAEAg/dUUKQ2TahiQ/s1600-h/08+06+Boone+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231974867029718498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu1a98T9eI/AAAAAAAAEAg/dUUKQ2TahiQ/s400/08+06+Boone+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shortly after I took this picture, I gave Greg a ride home. He didn't want to do it, but his tire wouldn't hold air either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu1a3oOyLI/AAAAAAAAEAo/JOFlEB9Zyn4/s1600-h/08+06+Boone+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231974865334880434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu1a3oOyLI/AAAAAAAAEAo/JOFlEB9Zyn4/s400/08+06+Boone+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This guy should win some kind of Iorn Man award. He came though on the first lap riding on a flat rear tire. He finished the second lap with NO front tire. I don't get it. I really don't. Try riding a lap at Boone on just a rim some time. I REALLY don't get it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now. Thanks for reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-1393067986419834436?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/1393067986419834436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=1393067986419834436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1393067986419834436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1393067986419834436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/08/boone-flat-tire-festival.html' title='Boone Flat Tire Festival'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJu2DUoVaEI/AAAAAAAAEA4/6jaHcRTFU9k/s72-c/08+06+Boone+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-1011644943183547786</id><published>2008-07-30T23:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:26.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RAGBRAI Update Part 2</title><content type='html'>Here are some more of my favorite pictures from RAGBRAI. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFDBNJiJyI/AAAAAAAAD_o/Sy-LP9k8L8I/s1600-h/07+27+Ragbrai+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229034330342434594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFDBNJiJyI/AAAAAAAAD_o/Sy-LP9k8L8I/s400/07+27+Ragbrai+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother-in-law Bill and sister Kirsten posing with Abe.  How cool is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFDBNvO4vI/AAAAAAAAD_w/hR-mHKG7WPE/s1600-h/07+27+Ragbrai+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229034330500555506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFDBNvO4vI/AAAAAAAAD_w/hR-mHKG7WPE/s400/07+27+Ragbrai+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill and Kirsten on the road.  Note how they are working up a sweat keeping up with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFDBSdneNI/AAAAAAAAD_4/ItKmoA5G3ss/s1600-h/07+27+Ragbrai+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229034331768846546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFDBSdneNI/AAAAAAAAD_4/ItKmoA5G3ss/s400/07+27+Ragbrai+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what a typical pass though town looks like.  Its more like a walk through town.  As the week wore on I realized that side streets were the way to go if I didn't want to stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFDBbw2sBI/AAAAAAAAEAA/tcrrjUaIV7g/s1600-h/07+27+Ragbrai+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229034334265454610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFDBbw2sBI/AAAAAAAAEAA/tcrrjUaIV7g/s400/07+27+Ragbrai+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what this was about, but a local won a belly flop contest at a beer garden in the last pass through town.  Apparently he is into a little S&amp;amp;M. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCsXX_bCI/AAAAAAAAD_A/OV61DHcL_18/s1600-h/07+27+Ragbrai+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229033972310174754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCsXX_bCI/AAAAAAAAD_A/OV61DHcL_18/s400/07+27+Ragbrai+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone thought it was funny that my gear bag exploded on the front yard of our host each night.  They used my camera to show me how funny it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCsb_KX5I/AAAAAAAAD_I/mfz2A4SuTiU/s1600-h/07+27+Ragbrai+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229033973548212114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCsb_KX5I/AAAAAAAAD_I/mfz2A4SuTiU/s400/07+27+Ragbrai+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I brought rain glasses.  I used them on Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCsv_mlPI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/vtIvHyqgf1I/s1600-h/07+27+Ragbrai+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229033978918769906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCsv_mlPI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/vtIvHyqgf1I/s400/07+27+Ragbrai+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I felt like after riding into a headwind all day on Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCsimRI6I/AAAAAAAAD_Y/bEM8JzxSSNw/s1600-h/07+27+Ragbrai+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229033975322846114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCsimRI6I/AAAAAAAAD_Y/bEM8JzxSSNw/s400/07+27+Ragbrai+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local entertainment in North Liberty.  It was much cooler than it looks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCsxIuhJI/AAAAAAAAD_g/EQc5umKR89w/s1600-h/07+27+Ragbrai+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229033979225474194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCsxIuhJI/AAAAAAAAD_g/EQc5umKR89w/s400/07+27+Ragbrai+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught Cousin Natalie cleaning her bike after the rain on Thursday.  We had to have a talk about how bikes are happier when they are dirty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCPiOPL0I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/LK7e5GujtzQ/s1600-h/07+27+Ragbrai+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229033477005848386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCPiOPL0I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/LK7e5GujtzQ/s400/07+27+Ragbrai+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical morning RAGBRAI traffic. It was maddening, and unending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCPkR0cWI/AAAAAAAAD-g/FTUD-d33AZs/s1600-h/07+27+Ragbrai+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229033477557743970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCPkR0cWI/AAAAAAAAD-g/FTUD-d33AZs/s400/07+27+Ragbrai+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had some nice really nice melons.  The fruit was good also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCPzl0slI/AAAAAAAAD-o/DzIEJjikW_A/s1600-h/07+27+Ragbrai+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229033481668178514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCPzl0slI/AAAAAAAAD-o/DzIEJjikW_A/s400/07+27+Ragbrai+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you rode fast enough, this was the reward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCQOHiI4I/AAAAAAAAD-w/6-X4cFM2fKI/s1600-h/07+27+Ragbrai+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229033488788890498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCQOHiI4I/AAAAAAAAD-w/6-X4cFM2fKI/s400/07+27+Ragbrai+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you run into guys like this.  Too bad I couldn't hang on longer.  I tried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCQAK9SFI/AAAAAAAAD-4/t1G4xKZ8Fd8/s1600-h/07+27+Ragbrai+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229033485045155922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFCQAK9SFI/AAAAAAAAD-4/t1G4xKZ8Fd8/s400/07+27+Ragbrai+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you had coffee served to you by a trooper in uniform, without the requisite handcuffs?  I did on Friday.  He's a cousin of a cousin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do a day by day writeup sometime soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-1011644943183547786?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/1011644943183547786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=1011644943183547786' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1011644943183547786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1011644943183547786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/07/ragbrai-update-part-2.html' title='RAGBRAI Update Part 2'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SJFDBNJiJyI/AAAAAAAAD_o/Sy-LP9k8L8I/s72-c/07+27+Ragbrai+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-4581223074339481607</id><published>2008-07-22T23:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:30.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RAGBRAI Update Part 1</title><content type='html'>No time for a lot of details.  Suffice to say that I'm having a boatload of fun!  Probably more fun that this 48 year old body can handle, but we'll work that out later.  For now I feel great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, here are a few pictures to tide you over . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIaxDWh-TuI/AAAAAAAAD9g/LERyHlvv54I/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226059088755838690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIaxDWh-TuI/AAAAAAAAD9g/LERyHlvv54I/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Team Varnum crew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIaxDTUhAEI/AAAAAAAAD9o/xq89uioWI6Y/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226059087894085698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIaxDTUhAEI/AAAAAAAAD9o/xq89uioWI6Y/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is for Hansen.  He's got some like minded folk out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIaxDld_NvI/AAAAAAAAD9w/VdRdBuV9fZQ/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226059092765652722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIaxDld_NvI/AAAAAAAAD9w/VdRdBuV9fZQ/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAGBRAI has everything, incuding a Vega Elvis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIaxDk1uZxI/AAAAAAAAD94/0qp5sJ9I0rU/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226059092596778770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIaxDk1uZxI/AAAAAAAAD94/0qp5sJ9I0rU/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into Titties, and his little brother "A-Cup". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIaxDzNiEcI/AAAAAAAAD-A/Zx5m2eSd-2o/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226059096454730178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIaxDzNiEcI/AAAAAAAAD-A/Zx5m2eSd-2o/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about 6:30 AM when Hansen came looking for a cold one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIawXrGLqWI/AAAAAAAAD9I/b0ax327lgXc/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226058338362173794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIawXrGLqWI/AAAAAAAAD9I/b0ax327lgXc/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the Hundy on Monday because of the Farrell brothers.  They dragged my sorry ass up and down each one of those hundred hills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIawXd8TybI/AAAAAAAAD84/0y_0Q6ENiRY/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226058334831102386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIawXd8TybI/AAAAAAAAD84/0y_0Q6ENiRY/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into Scott Sumpter, seriously messed up, with a seriously messed up koozie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIawX37JMJI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/9Lgph35ClSg/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226058341805535378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIawX37JMJI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/9Lgph35ClSg/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept teeling thses guys that it flattened out after Coon Rapids, due to glacial scouring.  Did they believe me.  Nope.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIawYLUUGxI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/Qcbp8u-c2LA/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226058347011382034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIawYLUUGxI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/Qcbp8u-c2LA/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and Brian did a great job of keeping the Team Varnum bkes in shape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIav0YzAMBI/AAAAAAAAD8A/bvXPNbvog2E/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226057732154470418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIav0YzAMBI/AAAAAAAAD8A/bvXPNbvog2E/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, we started drinking beer in the first town (Grand Junction). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIav0t2llXI/AAAAAAAAD8I/f30iV2DxS2Q/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226057737806648690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIav0t2llXI/AAAAAAAAD8I/f30iV2DxS2Q/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stuck around for way longer than we should have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIav0mEjHxI/AAAAAAAAD8U/J2bx7ehq9qM/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226057735717723922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIav0mEjHxI/AAAAAAAAD8U/J2bx7ehq9qM/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooter girls were sevring beers as Fergy's.  That prolly had somthing to do with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIav0-E5YfI/AAAAAAAAD8g/z01RAypOZ7s/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226057742161633778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIav0-E5YfI/AAAAAAAAD8g/z01RAypOZ7s/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on I met up with Hansen, Kristen, and Rob on the Boone Hill.  It was a blast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIav1GZ1HSI/AAAAAAAAD8s/N-fa9cuJFDA/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226057744396918050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIav1GZ1HSI/AAAAAAAAD8s/N-fa9cuJFDA/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got a little rough on the hill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIavIL59FTI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/2i1amuG0O44/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226056972779722034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIavIL59FTI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/2i1amuG0O44/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about as close to L'Alpe d'Huez as you can get in Iowa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIavIbHO-mI/AAAAAAAAD7g/MO_nBTIZpXs/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226056976861952610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIavIbHO-mI/AAAAAAAAD7g/MO_nBTIZpXs/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristin is pretty cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIavITBqxSI/AAAAAAAAD7o/3ZSR8BfXW4M/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226056974691124514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIavITBqxSI/AAAAAAAAD7o/3ZSR8BfXW4M/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also met up with Bruce and Kristin on the hill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIavIa-ZHoI/AAAAAAAAD7w/USJilTMM12A/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226056976824868482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIavIa-ZHoI/AAAAAAAAD7w/USJilTMM12A/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we went to HyVee for food and drink  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIavIupqgyI/AAAAAAAAD74/_tFRCCzEvjA/s1600-h/07+22+Ragbrai+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226056982106637090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIavIupqgyI/AAAAAAAAD74/_tFRCCzEvjA/s400/07+22+Ragbrai+176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write this one down.  Hansen says "no" to a beer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now.  Will write more later when I feel like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-4581223074339481607?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/4581223074339481607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=4581223074339481607' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4581223074339481607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4581223074339481607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/07/ragbrai-update-part-1.html' title='RAGBRAI Update Part 1'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIaxDWh-TuI/AAAAAAAAD9g/LERyHlvv54I/s72-c/07+22+Ragbrai+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-2467647072080193959</id><published>2008-07-18T17:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:30.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing for RAGBRAI</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIEZIMJx2QI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/XXOAfNfFfXI/s1600-h/img027-728472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224484671218374914" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIEZIMJx2QI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/XXOAfNfFfXI/s400/img027-728472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its time. Let the debauchery begin. The cast of characters=, from left to right: Cousin Natalie, her husband Gary, brother in law Bill and my sister Kirsten. I also stopped by Rob's tonight and he said he is riding Monday and Tuesday. Cool. It should be fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wonder what Beav is doing? I turned in an app to be on his Ragby Drinking Team today. I hope it gets accepted. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Feel free to continue with the blog comments during the Ragby, but don't be offended if I don't reply.  I will be a little connection challenged for the next week.  &lt;/p&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/31190669-2467647072080193959?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/2467647072080193959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=2467647072080193959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2467647072080193959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2467647072080193959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/07/packing-for-ragbrai_18.html' title='Packing for RAGBRAI'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SIEZIMJx2QI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/XXOAfNfFfXI/s72-c/img027-728472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-7508628078546967184</id><published>2008-07-13T19:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:32.398-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Oaks Work Day</title><content type='html'>After all of the trouble I've had in the past few days, you would have thought I would have stayed home on a work day at Seven Oaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. I showed up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqnTac8U6I/AAAAAAAAD6c/bLGmz4dCRS0/s1600-h/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222670669849580450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqnTac8U6I/AAAAAAAAD6c/bLGmz4dCRS0/s400/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting a thousand planks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is starting to look like a bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqmviMeHCI/AAAAAAAAD6M/quFwIGujyLQ/s1600-h/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222670053452684322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqmviMeHCI/AAAAAAAAD6M/quFwIGujyLQ/s400/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting the planking on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqmvslcY1I/AAAAAAAAD6E/GPXwmulGEXU/s1600-h/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222670056241783634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqmvslcY1I/AAAAAAAAD6E/GPXwmulGEXU/s400/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two bridges loaded on a trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqmvfpN9cI/AAAAAAAAD58/BY1Vbz-02Ok/s1600-h/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222670052767954370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqmvfpN9cI/AAAAAAAAD58/BY1Vbz-02Ok/s400/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sliding the bridges down from the top of the ski hill.  This is harder that is looks. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqlaMTWCNI/AAAAAAAAD5s/5VM42UCy_jU/s1600-h/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222668587287054546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqlaMTWCNI/AAAAAAAAD5s/5VM42UCy_jU/s400/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqlZ4HOzkI/AAAAAAAAD5k/kF0eTiZhcr4/s1600-h/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222668581867540034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqlZ4HOzkI/AAAAAAAAD5k/kF0eTiZhcr4/s400/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqlZivL-SI/AAAAAAAAD5U/mLP3LwVcJCg/s1600-h/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222668576129546530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqlZivL-SI/AAAAAAAAD5U/mLP3LwVcJCg/s400/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got them here, now what do we do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqlZqafc6I/AAAAAAAAD5c/MzKJk5HxSXo/s1600-h/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222668578190226338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqlZqafc6I/AAAAAAAAD5c/MzKJk5HxSXo/s400/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we put them in their place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqlZeJnj8I/AAAAAAAAD5M/ntqdU7F4bfc/s1600-h/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222668574898229186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqlZeJnj8I/AAAAAAAAD5M/ntqdU7F4bfc/s400/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridges done.  Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-7508628078546967184?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/7508628078546967184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=7508628078546967184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7508628078546967184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7508628078546967184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/07/seven-oaks-work-day.html' title='Seven Oaks Work Day'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHqnTac8U6I/AAAAAAAAD6c/bLGmz4dCRS0/s72-c/07+13+Seven+Oaks+Work+Day+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-5969847788976491716</id><published>2008-07-12T22:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:34.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Had Better Days</title><content type='html'>It all started on Friday night when I was riding home from work. Somehow the waist strap on me messenger bag came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unclipped&lt;/span&gt;, and said strap then got tangled in the front wheel. Over the bars I went. Ouch! &lt;a href="mailto:%$#@*$"&gt;%$#@*$&lt;/a&gt;. I sat on the side of the bike path and swore for a while, then picked myself up and limped home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl8JyW82OI/AAAAAAAAD4s/B558lZQrwdA/s1600-h/07+12+Gravel+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222341750491502818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl8JyW82OI/AAAAAAAAD4s/B558lZQrwdA/s400/07+12+Gravel+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crash had put my front wheel out of true, so I had to unhook the front brake. To make matter worse, my other brake hood was also knocked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl8J6d5WrI/AAAAAAAAD40/Jo0iKmQF9mg/s1600-h/07+12+Gravel+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222341752668117682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl8J6d5WrI/AAAAAAAAD40/Jo0iKmQF9mg/s400/07+12+Gravel+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a good way to start the weekend. I went home and iced up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; that hurt. Meanwhile I got a call from OP. We decided that I was OK enough to go do 4-5 hours of gravel the next day (Saturday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl8KK3g2sI/AAAAAAAAD48/dsV68y3uTno/s1600-h/07+12+Gravel+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222341757070531266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl8KK3g2sI/AAAAAAAAD48/dsV68y3uTno/s400/07+12+Gravel+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That went great! No issues from the previous night's fall, and the weather was great for a bike ride. Just a little bit of rain, almost no wind, and temps in the 65-75 range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl8KEEbeEI/AAAAAAAAD5E/2P9o1YLfcoY/s1600-h/07+12+Gravel+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222341755245656130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl8KEEbeEI/AAAAAAAAD5E/2P9o1YLfcoY/s400/07+12+Gravel+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OP likes his new kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl7ypEHkuI/AAAAAAAAD4M/PiZVdJ3Mfo0/s1600-h/07+12+Gravel+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222341352859603682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl7ypEHkuI/AAAAAAAAD4M/PiZVdJ3Mfo0/s400/07+12+Gravel+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OP also likes to take phone calls on long gravel rides. He is a devoted husband and father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went through parts of Story, Boone, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hamilton&lt;/span&gt;, and Hardin counties. All told I did about 58 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 8 miles from home, I was leaning back in the saddle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stretching&lt;/span&gt;, and snap! My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;seat post&lt;/span&gt; rail clamp bolt snapped off, and I was in the dirt again for the second time in 24 hours. Ouch! It didn't hurt quite as bad at first because it was on gravel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rode the last six mikes standing. Now that hurt a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl7y9wc6OI/AAAAAAAAD4U/BDhG0cULbEQ/s1600-h/07+12+Gravel+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222341358414260450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl7y9wc6OI/AAAAAAAAD4U/BDhG0cULbEQ/s400/07+12+Gravel+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the lack of a seat at the top of the post, and also notice the seat in my jersey pocket. Also notice the elbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got close to home we took a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;singletrack&lt;/span&gt; short cut to save about a mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl7zAdzmFI/AAAAAAAAD4c/WqGHAFZpbyg/s1600-h/07+12+Gravel+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222341359141361746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl7zAdzmFI/AAAAAAAAD4c/WqGHAFZpbyg/s400/07+12+Gravel+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try taking a picture when you've been standing up for the last 5 miles, are chasing OP, and are at the end of long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl7zGN45vI/AAAAAAAAD4k/dV8JcQkfMpM/s1600-h/07+12+Gravel+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222341360685213426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl7zGN45vI/AAAAAAAAD4k/dV8JcQkfMpM/s400/07+12+Gravel+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, after all of that, I'm still smiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-5969847788976491716?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/5969847788976491716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=5969847788976491716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5969847788976491716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5969847788976491716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-had-better-days.html' title='I&apos;ve Had Better Days'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SHl8JyW82OI/AAAAAAAAD4s/B558lZQrwdA/s72-c/07+12+Gravel+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-8617856606342365125</id><published>2008-07-10T18:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:06:40.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Iowa  Games Postponed</title><content type='html'>I just found out the Iowa Games mountain bike race has been postponed to September 13th.  WhooHoo!  That means several things: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  There is much more time to get the Peterson's Park trail system back in shape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  There are seven, (count them) seven mountain bike races in August and September.  If you planned a training peak for June this year, I'm sorry.  If you are looking at the mountain bike season as training for 'cross season, you are in luck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  I get to race at the Iowa Games! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Iowa games has always been one of my strongest races.  It plays to my strengths (flat, fast, and in my backyard).  Because of a RAGBRAI/Iowa Games conflict this year I was going to miss it.  Now I will be there!  And it should come at about a training peak for me (I'll work that out later). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I rode my road bike again.  That makes twice this year (have I mentioned that I hate cars).  Two times on a road bike means I'm ready for the RAG.  With all of the gravel miles I've put in, 450 miles of paved goodness should be a cake walk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-8617856606342365125?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/8617856606342365125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=8617856606342365125' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8617856606342365125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8617856606342365125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/07/iowa-games-postponed.html' title='Iowa  Games Postponed'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-1649980820223260703</id><published>2008-06-29T18:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:38.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera Dump</title><content type='html'>Here is the promised camera dump. I've been doing quite a bit of riding - almost all of it on gravel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZ1Jw63AI/AAAAAAAAD3k/FscoDvGkqhQ/s1600-h/06+29+Camera+Dump+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217448569253583874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZ1Jw63AI/AAAAAAAAD3k/FscoDvGkqhQ/s400/06+29+Camera+Dump+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also continued to ride to work whenever I can. It is about 50 minutes one way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZ1YgWaKI/AAAAAAAAD3s/oap0uhY2Vyo/s1600-h/06+29+Camera+Dump+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217448573210618018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZ1YgWaKI/AAAAAAAAD3s/oap0uhY2Vyo/s400/06+29+Camera+Dump+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my gravel rides have included "B" roads. Sometimes they have been in really good condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZ1faoToI/AAAAAAAAD30/25jtus9Tmbg/s1600-h/06+29+Camera+Dump+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217448575065673346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZ1faoToI/AAAAAAAAD30/25jtus9Tmbg/s400/06+29+Camera+Dump+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other times, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZ1mSA5WI/AAAAAAAAD4E/WEvGK6rdce8/s1600-h/06+29+Camera+Dump+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217448576908584290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZ1mSA5WI/AAAAAAAAD4E/WEvGK6rdce8/s400/06+29+Camera+Dump+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stumbled&lt;/span&gt; on a spot where three counties come together. It is a little hard to see, but there are three sets of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;street&lt;/span&gt; signs at this intersection. Try explaining that to a 911 dispatcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZ1Y4qB3I/AAAAAAAAD38/VQ1WNEuCjn8/s1600-h/06+29+Camera+Dump+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217448573312567154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZ1Y4qB3I/AAAAAAAAD38/VQ1WNEuCjn8/s400/06+29+Camera+Dump+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are on the way to Council Bluffs for a race. We were driving over on Friday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZQvUamAI/AAAAAAAAD28/me09ZBdHbl0/s1600-h/06+29+Camera+Dump+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217447943679416322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZQvUamAI/AAAAAAAAD28/me09ZBdHbl0/s400/06+29+Camera+Dump+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, the race got cancelled while we were still about 50 miles outside of Council Bluffs. We turned around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZQpzXZLI/AAAAAAAAD3E/UE8Dy1Z1Jpo/s1600-h/06+29+Camera+Dump+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217447942198617266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZQpzXZLI/AAAAAAAAD3E/UE8Dy1Z1Jpo/s400/06+29+Camera+Dump+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's smiling, but she's thinking, "Why don't you put the camera down and drive?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZQ_yHt7I/AAAAAAAAD3M/P_Dm7NkbgA4/s1600-h/06+29+Camera+Dump+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217447948098975666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZQ_yHt7I/AAAAAAAAD3M/P_Dm7NkbgA4/s400/06+29+Camera+Dump+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZRCJZETI/AAAAAAAAD3U/HSG0_0c9aeA/s1600-h/06+29+Camera+Dump+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been doing some riding in lake country (central Iowa) with new teammate OP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZRPiHhVI/AAAAAAAAD3c/kpa6mSybGNI/s1600-h/06+29+Camera+Dump+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217447952326821202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZRPiHhVI/AAAAAAAAD3c/kpa6mSybGNI/s400/06+29+Camera+Dump+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is always smiling. The hours pass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; faster when you can do it with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgYtnV8K1I/AAAAAAAAD2U/ctZseLMpMAk/s1600-h/06+29+Camera+Dump+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217447340242905938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgYtnV8K1I/AAAAAAAAD2U/ctZseLMpMAk/s400/06+29+Camera+Dump+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the devastation. This is a bridge on 160&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; (just north of me). The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt; ran over the road here for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgYt4iBk-I/AAAAAAAAD2c/zcyap0qHF0g/s1600-h/06+29+Camera+Dump+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217447344856994786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgYt4iBk-I/AAAAAAAAD2c/zcyap0qHF0g/s400/06+29+Camera+Dump+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots and lots of lakes like this one. Even today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgYuK8huFI/AAAAAAAAD2k/QnS0eZgWooo/s1600-h/06+29+Camera+Dump+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217447349799991378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgYuK8huFI/AAAAAAAAD2k/QnS0eZgWooo/s400/06+29+Camera+Dump+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shot is from the trail system in west Peterson's. The lake is overflowing into the river, and has create a waterfall across the trail. I rode on a little bit of the trail, and it is trashed in many, many places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgYuJLAcZI/AAAAAAAAD2s/C8FhsyBEF18/s1600-h/06+29+Camera+Dump+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217447349323854226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgYuJLAcZI/AAAAAAAAD2s/C8FhsyBEF18/s400/06+29+Camera+Dump+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Things have been so bad around here that I even had to resort to riding on the road once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgYudXO8NI/AAAAAAAAD20/OijudMBLxxc/s1600-h/06+29+Camera+Dump+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217447354743845074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgYudXO8NI/AAAAAAAAD20/OijudMBLxxc/s400/06+29+Camera+Dump+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there you go. I hope it doesn't take another 6 weeks before the next post. I doubt it. I'm doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;RAGBRAI&lt;/span&gt;, so that should generate a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;decadent&lt;/span&gt; posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-1649980820223260703?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/1649980820223260703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=1649980820223260703' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1649980820223260703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1649980820223260703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/06/camera-dump.html' title='Camera Dump'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SGgZ1Jw63AI/AAAAAAAAD3k/FscoDvGkqhQ/s72-c/06+29+Camera+Dump+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-5880914665194701878</id><published>2008-06-25T23:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:40:47.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you feel that?</title><content type='html'>Can you feel it? A rumbling? A tremor? There is is again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you feel is my camera rumbling because it is about to puke its guts out on my poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;neglected&lt;/span&gt; blog. If been riding, and taking a few pics along the way. I just haven't had too much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only so much you can write about rain of biblical proportions, cancelled races, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;devastated&lt;/span&gt; trail systems, and swampy gravel roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another one. Another tremor. Its coming. I can feel it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-5880914665194701878?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/5880914665194701878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=5880914665194701878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5880914665194701878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5880914665194701878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/06/can-you-feel-that.html' title='Can you feel that?'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-8766746648925813950</id><published>2008-05-18T07:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T07:46:23.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Help</title><content type='html'>My son is in need of a new bike bike. I'm looking for a mountain bike, geared or not, in the 56-57mm top tube range. I'm not looking for a bike in good good condition, because he is going to use it to get back and forth to school, and it will sit outside in all kinds of conditions. I'm just looking for something serviceable. The ideal bike would be a Karate Monkey or 1X1 that has seen better days, but still has some rides left in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've got something like this tucked in the back of your garage, drop me a line at pcvarnum at varnum dot com, and we'll work someting out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-8766746648925813950?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/8766746648925813950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=8766746648925813950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8766746648925813950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8766746648925813950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-help.html' title='A Little Help'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-5151907323991992015</id><published>2008-05-15T19:43:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:40.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to Write About</title><content type='html'>After a few uneventful weeks of riding to work, I have something to report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, most days are uneventful. I have a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;challenging&lt;/span&gt; intersections (Grand and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lincolnway&lt;/span&gt;, 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and Northwestern, Crossing US 69), but for the most part my commute is pretty uneventful. Most days, I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; to see a car until I'm most of the way to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I decided to leave work early, and get in a little extra seat time. Good for me. I've been needing that lately. On the way home, on one of the most innocuous sections of the pavement, a Honda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ridgeline&lt;/span&gt; passed me. I remember it because I thought to myself, "Honda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ridgleline&lt;/span&gt;, I should get me one of those". After the Honda passed me, he pulled off on the right side of the road at a left turn in the road. That made me nervous. As I approached the left turn, he proceeded do a "U" tun right in front of me! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to lay the bike down to avoid hitting him. He stopped to see that I was OK, but when I said I was going to call he police, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;said&lt;/span&gt; that he had other stuff to do, and could not be bothered to stick around to see how it turned out for me and my bike. Then he took off. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As it turns out, he ran over my bike, ruining the seat and the rear wheel. At the time I didn't realize that he had run over my bike. It wasn't until later when I was taking pictures that I saw how close a call I had. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200783089788884146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzkqky5lLI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/Y71c4AJfe04/s400/05+15+Idiot+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzkq0y5lMI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/-KCDSzee2qg/s1600-h/05+15+Idiot+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200783094083851458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzkq0y5lMI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/-KCDSzee2qg/s400/05+15+Idiot+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tire tracks across the seat and seat bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzkq0y5lNI/AAAAAAAAD1g/ivL3Q572oUM/s1600-h/05+15+Idiot+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200783094083851474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzkq0y5lNI/AAAAAAAAD1g/ivL3Q572oUM/s400/05+15+Idiot+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; \&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His u-turn tracks right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzkrEy5lOI/AAAAAAAAD1o/Dg4XmQ9vXNs/s1600-h/05+15+Idiot+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200783098378818786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzkrEy5lOI/AAAAAAAAD1o/Dg4XmQ9vXNs/s400/05+15+Idiot+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My right knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzh3ky5lKI/AAAAAAAAD1I/mTwr18T9axA/s1600-h/05+15+Idiot+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200780014592300194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzh3ky5lKI/AAAAAAAAD1I/mTwr18T9axA/s400/05+15+Idiot+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trashed seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, I rode this one home. It hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story County Deputy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Caligiuri&lt;/span&gt; doing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt; thing. He was very cool about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzzo0y5lPI/AAAAAAAAD1w/cu1ptLcfWHU/s1600-h/05+15+Idiot+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200799552398529778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzzo0y5lPI/AAAAAAAAD1w/cu1ptLcfWHU/s400/05+15+Idiot+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, he is rocking in &lt;a href="http://www.oakley.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Oakleys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzh3ky5lJI/AAAAAAAAD1A/-9e5RqPbh5w/s1600-h/05+15+Idiot+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200780014592300178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzh3ky5lJI/AAAAAAAAD1A/-9e5RqPbh5w/s400/05+15+Idiot+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did every thing he could to gather evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzhzEy5lGI/AAAAAAAAD0o/GLTenQk_b2A/s1600-h/05+15+Idiot+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200779937282888802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzhzEy5lGI/AAAAAAAAD0o/GLTenQk_b2A/s400/05+15+Idiot+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some single track on a different bike will fix my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;perp&lt;/span&gt; will be paying a price. I've been told that he will be charged with "Leaving the scene", at a minimum. Other charges may be pending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked the deputy about recovering expenses for damages, he suggested small claims court. I don't care how much time it takes. I'll be doing that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-5151907323991992015?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/5151907323991992015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=5151907323991992015' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5151907323991992015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5151907323991992015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/05/some-to-write-about.html' title='Something to Write About'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCzkqky5lLI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/Y71c4AJfe04/s72-c/05+15+Idiot+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-9138091954897409391</id><published>2008-05-11T12:07:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:44.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera Dump</title><content type='html'>Time for a camera dump. Like I said, I've been riding some, just not blogging about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the weather and my schedule will allow it, I've been riding to work. Its about a 50 minute ride each way, and I try to stretch it out going home, so that I get 2-2 1/2 hours in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsuUy5k6I/AAAAAAAADzI/mKpogudFoEU/s1600-h/05+10+Misc+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199173469190329250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsuUy5k6I/AAAAAAAADzI/mKpogudFoEU/s400/05+10+Misc+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty calm most mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsuUy5k7I/AAAAAAAADzQ/ypQ7hFM84jw/s1600-h/05+10+Misc+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199173469190329266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsuUy5k7I/AAAAAAAADzQ/ypQ7hFM84jw/s400/05+10+Misc+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the way I like it. Cars over there, me over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCctaUy5k-I/AAAAAAAADzo/dOyiKaZUZ4w/s1600-h/05+11+Misc+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199174225104573410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCctaUy5k-I/AAAAAAAADzo/dOyiKaZUZ4w/s400/05+11+Misc+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time I take a detour, and hit up some single track on the way home. And sometimes I have company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCctaky5k_I/AAAAAAAADzw/zShqFvHH0o8/s1600-h/05+11+Misc+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199174229399540722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCctaky5k_I/AAAAAAAADzw/zShqFvHH0o8/s400/05+11+Misc+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single track on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fixie&lt;/span&gt;. It can be done, but it does increase the potential for having a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fixie&lt;/span&gt; moment".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raced at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ingawanis&lt;/span&gt; a week ago. I sucked. A least it was dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsuEy5k5I/AAAAAAAADzA/qRTSEdhoXaM/s1600-h/05+10+Misc+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199173464895361938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsuEy5k5I/AAAAAAAADzA/qRTSEdhoXaM/s400/05+10+Misc+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hansen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rockin&lt;/span&gt; in the MOB kit at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ingawanis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcta0y5lAI/AAAAAAAADz4/OmDrZTxol4g/s1600-h/05+11+Misc+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199174233694508034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcta0y5lAI/AAAAAAAADz4/OmDrZTxol4g/s400/05+11+Misc+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a little boo-boo at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ingawanis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Boone marathon race yesterday with the intention of racing, but it started to rain on the way over there. Boone mostly sucks when it's wet. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shortened&lt;/span&gt; up the course, and shortened up the time (2 hour and 4 hour class). twelve hearty folks line up at the start. I still left my bike in the truck. I didn't really feel like replacing my whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;drive train&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsuky5k8I/AAAAAAAADzY/nTIN1152Ljk/s1600-h/05+10+Misc+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199173473485296578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsuky5k8I/AAAAAAAADzY/nTIN1152Ljk/s400/05+10+Misc+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick, everybody hide your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsLEy5k0I/AAAAAAAADyY/GOMVL8N11uw/s1600-h/05+10+Misc+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199172863599940418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsLEy5k0I/AAAAAAAADyY/GOMVL8N11uw/s400/05+10+Misc+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-race meeting, everyone was thinking, "This is gonna suck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few dirty pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsu0y5k9I/AAAAAAAADzg/AgyIbV4xZrk/s1600-h/05+10+Misc+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199173477780263890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsu0y5k9I/AAAAAAAADzg/AgyIbV4xZrk/s400/05+10+Misc+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsLky5k1I/AAAAAAAADyg/lIPDWKlwoFs/s1600-h/05+10+Misc+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199172872189875026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsLky5k1I/AAAAAAAADyg/lIPDWKlwoFs/s400/05+10+Misc+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsL0y5k2I/AAAAAAAADyo/MmY7pcFG5jk/s1600-h/05+10+Misc+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199172876484842338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsL0y5k2I/AAAAAAAADyo/MmY7pcFG5jk/s400/05+10+Misc+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is a winner at Boone. Even Kyle and Robin's dog, Maddie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsL0y5k3I/AAAAAAAADyw/13bmBJpY5Vs/s1600-h/05+10+Misc+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199172876484842354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsL0y5k3I/AAAAAAAADyw/13bmBJpY5Vs/s400/05+10+Misc+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you really think, Robin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsMEy5k4I/AAAAAAAADy4/UrDbDm-SNvI/s1600-h/05+10+Misc+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199172880779809666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsMEy5k4I/AAAAAAAADy4/UrDbDm-SNvI/s400/05+10+Misc+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Resse&lt;/span&gt; eventually broke a chain that ended his day. He finished third in the 4 hour class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcrgEy5kvI/AAAAAAAADxw/yPeRko5TvgM/s1600-h/05+10+Misc+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199172124865565426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcrgEy5kvI/AAAAAAAADxw/yPeRko5TvgM/s400/05+10+Misc+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David "Show me the Money" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;MacRunnel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcrgky5kwI/AAAAAAAADx4/BzTxkZTti3U/s1600-h/05+10+Misc+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199172133455500034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcrgky5kwI/AAAAAAAADx4/BzTxkZTti3U/s400/05+10+Misc+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old Rig, now being abused by Taylor Webb. I kid. He's really pimped that thing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcrg0y5kxI/AAAAAAAADyA/kTv0TRN8-_8/s1600-h/05+10+Misc+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199172137750467346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcrg0y5kxI/AAAAAAAADyA/kTv0TRN8-_8/s400/05+10+Misc+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You want me to do ANOTHER lap?" Mike Johnson took second place in the four hour class, and was nipping at Carney's heels for most of the race.  He also gets the award for the bike that stayed the cleanest.  He says Pledge is his secret weapon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcrhUy5kyI/AAAAAAAADyI/yyrh-5hCCos/s1600-h/05+10+Misc+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199172146340401954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcrhUy5kyI/AAAAAAAADyI/yyrh-5hCCos/s400/05+10+Misc+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor web does his best "&lt;a href="http://cache.eb.com/eb/image?id=85011&amp;amp;rendTypeId=4"&gt;Mark Spitz&lt;/a&gt;" impersonation. He won the 2 hour class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcrhUy5kzI/AAAAAAAADyQ/wBgl0w-MrEg/s1600-h/05+10+Misc+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199172146340401970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcrhUy5kzI/AAAAAAAADyQ/wBgl0w-MrEg/s400/05+10+Misc+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://andrew-carney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andrew Carney &lt;/a&gt;won the 4 hour class by pounding out lap after lap.  Colorado has agreed with him.  He was riding strong!  I'm afraid his winning days are over.  He starts work at a real job in a week, and will be back to stuggling to find riding time like the rest of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-9138091954897409391?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/9138091954897409391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=9138091954897409391' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/9138091954897409391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/9138091954897409391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/05/camera-dump.html' title='Camera Dump'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SCcsuUy5k6I/AAAAAAAADzI/mKpogudFoEU/s72-c/05+10+Misc+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-6040930285508200267</id><published>2008-05-10T07:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T08:26:03.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Even My Wife . . .</title><content type='html'>This morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; said, "You really need to update your Blog!". When your wife tells you that you need to spend more time on the Internet, you know its getting bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I get it. I think I'm back. I've been riding more, and racing some (if you can call what I do racing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Waverly last weekend. Great course. I sucked. That's what I get for falling out of shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm going to Boone for the 3/6 hour race with with OP. I haven't decided whether I'm doing the three hour race, or the six. I've only got about three &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Boone&lt;/span&gt; laps in me, so the three &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hour race&lt;/span&gt; would probably be the better choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-6040930285508200267?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/6040930285508200267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=6040930285508200267' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6040930285508200267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6040930285508200267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/05/even-my-wife.html' title='Even My Wife . . .'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-900283414611953415</id><published>2008-05-03T20:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T21:10:07.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No Blog</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;admit&lt;/span&gt; it. Its been a while since my last post. I apologize. I've been sick/busy/otherwise occupied, but you don't want to hear about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, on the sick part, after I got over the &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/04/sick.html"&gt;original sickness&lt;/a&gt;, I got down with the death virus. You know, the one where death would be an upgrade. I lived through it, but it sucked. It was like someone threw a switch on my gastrointestinal system, and told everything to find the nearest exit. It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;miserable&lt;/span&gt; couple of days, but I'm better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm off for the Waverly mountain bike race. I'm not expecting much. We'll let you know how it turns out,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-900283414611953415?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/900283414611953415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=900283414611953415' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/900283414611953415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/900283414611953415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/05/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long Time No Blog'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-1944710990167168699</id><published>2008-04-15T22:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:45.407-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding With Rob</title><content type='html'>Rob sent me an e-mail last night and wanted to know if I was interested on playing "hooky" today. The answer was "Hell yes!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SAVwb1dM-ZI/AAAAAAAADwY/FTevhxU6eUA/s1600-h/04+15+Riding+with+Rob+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189677769122707858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SAVwb1dM-ZI/AAAAAAAADwY/FTevhxU6eUA/s400/04+15+Riding+with+Rob+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SAVwcFdM-aI/AAAAAAAADwg/pQcWnKlxU9I/s1600-h/04+15+Riding+with+Rob+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189677773417675170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SAVwcFdM-aI/AAAAAAAADwg/pQcWnKlxU9I/s400/04+15+Riding+with+Rob+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met at my place around one o'clock. From there we headed south around all that McFarland and Peterson's had to offer. When we were done with that, we headed back to my place for for provisions, and then headed north,.  We went north on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sopher's&lt;/span&gt; Mill trail, and then took the gravel to the the Anderson Canoe Access. After a while Anderson's got a bit mucky, and we turned around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All told we got nearly three hours of seat time in, and I'm exhausted from chasing Rob around my home turf. I would have taken more pictures, but I was having trouble keeping up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good to hang out with Rob, talk about the MOB, and chart the future. Good times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-1944710990167168699?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/1944710990167168699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=1944710990167168699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1944710990167168699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1944710990167168699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/04/riding-with-rob.html' title='Riding With Rob'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/SAVwb1dM-ZI/AAAAAAAADwY/FTevhxU6eUA/s72-c/04+15+Riding+with+Rob+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-3241308823902261142</id><published>2008-04-11T19:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T10:48:07.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sylvan = Me No Go</title><content type='html'>I've decided to bail on &lt;a href="http://sports.groups.yahoo.com/group/IORCA/message/2284"&gt;Sylvan Island &lt;/a&gt;this weekend. I've been &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/04/sick.html"&gt;sick&lt;/a&gt; all week, and I can't even climb a set of stairs without going into a coughing fit. That is too bad because Sylvan Island has been one of my favorite courses on the IMBCS circuit. It is flat and technical. Both qualities that I like in a mountain bike course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://forecast.weather.gov/MapClick.php?site=DVN&amp;amp;map.x=193&amp;amp;map.y=133"&gt;weather &lt;/a&gt;does not look real good for the weekend. Something like rain/snow/windy/fair to partly crappy. Sylvan has been blessed with good weather for the past couple of years. Maybe this is their year for crappy weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll race in &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/05/camp-ingawanis.html"&gt;mud &lt;/a&gt;(but I won't like it), and I'll race when I'm &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2006/11/fair-to-partly-crappy.html"&gt;sick &lt;/a&gt;(but I won't like it), but I really don't want to race in the mud while I'm &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Down_with_the_Sickness"&gt;getting down with the sickness&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will probably be the epic race that everyone will talk about for years to come. I guess that is my&lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/10/wimp.html"&gt; lot in life&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-3241308823902261142?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/3241308823902261142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=3241308823902261142' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3241308823902261142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3241308823902261142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/04/sylvan-me-no-go.html' title='Sylvan = Me No Go'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-1180496560865280</id><published>2008-04-08T20:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T20:47:43.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I don't know if it was the &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/04/veishea-race-report.html"&gt;hard effort on Saturday &lt;/a&gt;left me with a weakened immune system, the lack of a flu shot in the fall because of a &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/10/typing-one-handed.html"&gt;broken collar bone&lt;/a&gt;, or the bad karma that comes from bragging to anyone that would listen that, "I don't get sick.  Ever,  never".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm sick.  It is not debilitating.  It started with a slight sore throat on Sunday morning that went away.  On Monday morning the sore throat was more persistent, and kept me away from work for a half a day.  By today it has settled into my vocal chords (I can do a pretty good &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Earl_Jones"&gt;James Earl Jones &lt;/a&gt;right now - "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Darth_Vader"&gt;Luke, I am your father&lt;/a&gt;").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can feel it settling into my lungs.  Crap!  So much for Sylvan Island.  We will still go, and I'll still going to find a way to race, but my results will probably suffer.  Finally I have an excuse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-1180496560865280?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/1180496560865280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=1180496560865280' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1180496560865280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1180496560865280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/04/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-6394990521721843038</id><published>2008-04-05T23:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T01:09:10.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VEISHEA Race Report</title><content type='html'>My first mountain bike race of the season was today in my back yard at Peterson's. It was the VEISHA mountain bike race. This race was also my first ever mountain bike race back in 2003. Wow, five years ago. A lot of stuff has happened since then. I was looking back at the results from that race a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some names from that race in 2003:&lt;br /&gt;Chris Maharry (Expert)&lt;br /&gt;John Adamson (Expert)&lt;br /&gt;Carl Buchanan (Sport)&lt;br /&gt;Thad Neil (Sport)&lt;br /&gt;Rob Versteegh (won in Sport)&lt;br /&gt;Sean Myers (Sport)&lt;br /&gt;Dave Krenz (Beginner)&lt;br /&gt;Troy Tellinghuisen (Beginner)&lt;br /&gt;Kyle Sedore (Beginner)&lt;br /&gt;Nick Wooley (Beginner)&lt;br /&gt;Scott Sumpter (Beginner)&lt;br /&gt;Bruce Reese (Beginner)&lt;br /&gt;Ron Degeest (Beginner)&lt;br /&gt;Mike Lebeda (Beginner)&lt;br /&gt;Bruce Neil (Beginner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2003 I didn't know any of these guys, but they all seemed to be good friends. I was envious. This stuff looked like fun. I wanted to become one of these guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple of year racing beginner class races at Petereson's (VEISHEA and Iowa Games), I decided that, in order to become a better bike racer, I should join a team. I joined Team 14 for both the 2006 and 2007 seasons. Late in 2007 Team 14 disbanded, and MOB Racing was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now find myself running a team of very talented bike racers. I don't exactly know how it happened. I could not have planned it if I tried. And yet here I am. Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Enought with the self examination. On with the race report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the race were &lt;a href="http://www.oakley.com/"&gt;Rob&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://alwaysonthebike.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chris&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.bikeiowa.com/"&gt;Scott &lt;/a&gt;from the &lt;a href="http://mobracing.blogspot.com/"&gt;MOB&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://taylorwebb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Taylor &lt;/a&gt;had also ridden up with Rob. I was also pleased to see several &lt;a href="http://bike-tech-racing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bike Tech &lt;/a&gt;guys were there from Waterloo/Cedar Falls. This was our first race in the new MOB kits, and we were eager to make a mark. There is a write-up on the MOB blog about the &lt;a href="http://mobracing.blogspot.com/2008/04/versteegh-wins-at-veishea.html"&gt;overall MOB results&lt;/a&gt;, so I will concentrate on my race here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a warm-up ride with Scott and the course looked great, except for the previously mentioned 50 yards of mud. It got better as the day went on, but it was still a mud bog. Here's a tip when riding in mud that I learend from my motocross day. Don't fight the ruts, flow with the ruts. I you try to control the bike in the mud you lose. Just try to keep forward momentum and let the bike find it's own path through the ruts. Sadly, I didn't remember this until lap 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to ride my 'cross bike. I've wanted to try a 'cross bike in a race at Peterson's. Peterson's is mostly a fast, flat, and smooth course. I brought both the Dos Niner and the 'cross bike just is case. The deciding factor was the mud. My Dos Niner does not do a good job of clearing mud, so the decision was easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sport race started off and found myself in the front of the pack going into wind for the first leg of the race. No a good place to be. I was trying to figure a way to get off the front, I hit a root on the trail, and I went down - HARD and FAST. Problem solved. I went from first to worst just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up, got back on my bike, was suprised to see my bike was still ridable.  I tried to get back in the race. Within a 1/2 lap I had caught back up with Kyle Williams, who was in second place. He and I went back and forth for 5 laps or so. We could see first place from time to time, but we could not make any progress catching him. I was digging a pretty deep hole keeping up with Kyle, and finally in the 5th or sixth lap he passed me and made it stick. I tried to keep him in sight, but I was fading. In the six or seventh lap (of eight) I was also passed by Nate Harp. Once again I tried to keep him in sight, but I was fading fast. By then riding the cross bike was taking a toll. I finished in 4th of eight. I'll take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I'm concerned, I was a great first outing for me, and for the MOB. I've been doing a 2-3 hour gravel ride on most weekends during the winter. I have not been doing much in the was of focused training. Given that, I'm OK with this result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up is Sylvan Island in the Quad Cities next weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-6394990521721843038?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/6394990521721843038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=6394990521721843038' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6394990521721843038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6394990521721843038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/04/veishea-race-report.html' title='VEISHEA Race Report'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-4708427517926112357</id><published>2008-04-04T22:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:46.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>VEISHEA Go Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Veishea is a GO! I rode the Peterson's trail tonight. Almost everything is in great condition! It is amazing how it recovered from yesterday's rain. However, there are two trouble spots. The first spot in on the east/west trail on the river side. There is about fifty yards of trail that was flooded when the river came up a couple of weeks ago. That spot was terrible on Wednesday, it looked almost ridable tonight (but I didn't try it), and I think it will be OK by tomorrow at noon. The second trouble spot is actually two spots. There are two trees down across the trail. One on the east side and one on the west side. I can think of ways to route around both of them if the Veishea people are interested in my help. I offered help, we'll see if they respond. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The word on the street is that &lt;a href="http://www.oakley.com/"&gt;Rob&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.bikeiowa.com/"&gt;Scott&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://taylorwebb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Taylor&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://alwaysonthebike.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chris &lt;/a&gt;and all making an appearance at the race tomorrow.  Hmm,  I'm gonna have to work hard to stay out of last place!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are a few cool shadow pics for your enjoyment.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_b02SoJZaI/AAAAAAAADuM/HoUZKXXfsGg/s1600-h/04+04+Misc+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185601234514044322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_b02SoJZaI/AAAAAAAADuM/HoUZKXXfsGg/s400/04+04+Misc+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_bztCoJZYI/AAAAAAAADt8/lVKXGfUPL0A/s1600-h/04+04+Misc+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185599976088626562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_bztCoJZYI/AAAAAAAADt8/lVKXGfUPL0A/s400/04+04+Misc+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_bztSoJZZI/AAAAAAAADuE/a5HIr027Pds/s1600-h/04+04+Misc+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185599980383593874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_bztSoJZZI/AAAAAAAADuE/a5HIr027Pds/s400/04+04+Misc+016.jpg" border="0" /&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/31190669-4708427517926112357?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/4708427517926112357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=4708427517926112357' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4708427517926112357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4708427517926112357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/04/veishea-go-time.html' title='VEISHEA Go Time'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_b02SoJZaI/AAAAAAAADuM/HoUZKXXfsGg/s72-c/04+04+Misc+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-1257701448425549664</id><published>2008-04-02T21:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:47.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get Dirty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_RPEioJZXI/AAAAAAAADt0/V6PiXJz1Q9c/s1600-h/04+02+Misc+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184856010443548018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_RPEioJZXI/AAAAAAAADt0/V6PiXJz1Q9c/s400/04+02+Misc+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took my first ride in the dirt today, and it wasn't too bad! It had been a couple of days since it had rained, and usually that is enough for Peterson's. Today was no different. It was a little soft in spots because of the freezing/thawing, and I was a little soft from a long winter with too little riding. Oh, well. It will have to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_RPECoJZVI/AAAAAAAADtk/O_0e5bwLLgc/s1600-h/04+02+Misc+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184856001853613394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_RPECoJZVI/AAAAAAAADtk/O_0e5bwLLgc/s400/04+02+Misc+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was great to get back in the dirt. I was also my first real chance to get the new kit out without covering it up with something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_RMhyoJZUI/AAAAAAAADtc/jQQLZW8cgYs/s1600-h/04+02+Misc+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184853214419838274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_RMhyoJZUI/AAAAAAAADtc/jQQLZW8cgYs/s400/04+02+Misc+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_RMhyoJZTI/AAAAAAAADtU/HKn7Z_ZJK04/s1600-h/04+02+Misc+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184853214419838258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_RMhyoJZTI/AAAAAAAADtU/HKn7Z_ZJK04/s400/04+02+Misc+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The river is up, and it has caused a little minor flooding in the usual low spots next to the river, but that is to be expected this time of year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_RPEioJZWI/AAAAAAAADts/xM8M3wUi-jc/s1600-h/04+02+Misc+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184856010443548002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_RPEioJZWI/AAAAAAAADts/xM8M3wUi-jc/s400/04+02+Misc+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trail between the east and west sides that is closest to the river is impassable because of this.  All else was ridable, at least until it rains again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the beavers have been busy, causing me to work on my cyclocross dismounts.  Nothing wrong with that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_RMhSoJZQI/AAAAAAAADs8/5p8BppcMMf4/s1600-h/04+02+Misc+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184853205829903618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_RMhSoJZQI/AAAAAAAADs8/5p8BppcMMf4/s400/04+02+Misc+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_RMhioJZRI/AAAAAAAADtE/XFkryPOjatI/s1600-h/04+02+Misc+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184853210124870930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_RMhioJZRI/AAAAAAAADtE/XFkryPOjatI/s400/04+02+Misc+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The VEISHEA mountain bike race is going to be at Peterson's in three days.  I'm as ready as I'm going to get.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-1257701448425549664?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/1257701448425549664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=1257701448425549664' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1257701448425549664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1257701448425549664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/04/lets-get-dirty.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Dirty'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_RPEioJZXI/AAAAAAAADt0/V6PiXJz1Q9c/s72-c/04+02+Misc+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-2394894637608729782</id><published>2008-04-01T11:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T11:55:44.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VEISHEA Mountain Bike Race</title><content type='html'>Well the kids at Iowa State havn't been real aggressive about marketing it, so you probably don't know that the annual (except in years where there was a riot the previous year) Veishea mountain bike race is this weekend.   The race will be held  a Peterson's Pits (my back yard) this Saturday, April 5th at noon. Pertinant details can be &lt;a href="http://www.veishea.iastate.edu/?p=tournaments&amp;amp;s=schedule"&gt;found here&lt;/a&gt;.  I'll also cut and paste the details later in the post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This race is in my back yard, is on a course that I could ride blindfolded, and also is a course that does not expose my main weakness (climbing).  I gotta do this one.  Sure it is the first race of the year, and my early season training this year has been anything but disciplined, but oh well.  It'll be fun. I think a couple of other &lt;a href="http://mobracing.blogspot.com/"&gt;MOBsters &lt;/a&gt;are also coming out for the race. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you come to the race, and decided to come because I told you about it, tell them that a the scoring tent.  Maybe they will figure it out for next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tour de VEISHEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Join us for a fun day of Mountain Biking at Peterson Park in StoryCounty. Peterson Park is located approximately 4 miles north of Ames on Hwy69, then 1.75 miles east on 180th St. This is a NORBA sanctioned event soparticipants will need a NORBA license. Daily NORBA licenses may purchased atthe event for $5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All participants will receive a Tour de VEISHEA shirt and the winners of each division will receive a VEISHEA tournaments champion shirt as well. Food and refreshments will be available for racers and their families. The route consists of approximately 5.1 miles of dirt trail with several climbs, descents, and turns. Number of laps will be determined at race time pertaining toconditions. The race can be canceled if the race officials declare the coursenot fit for race conditions. If the race is canceled, the entry fee will berefunded. For more information or questions contact &lt;a href="mailto:tourdeveishea08@iastate.edu"&gt;tourdeveishea08@iastate.edu&lt;/a&gt;!  (editor's note e-mails to this ID bounced last night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Divisions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Junior Men (12-18 yrs old),&lt;br /&gt;Junior Women (12-18 yrs old),&lt;br /&gt;BeginnerMen,&lt;br /&gt;Beginner Women,&lt;br /&gt;Sport Men,&lt;br /&gt;Sport Women,&lt;br /&gt;Expert Men,&lt;br /&gt;Expert Women (Alldivisions 19+ except junior division)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Location: Peterson Pits Park (North of Ames)&lt;br /&gt;Date: Saturday, April 5&lt;br /&gt;Arrive By: 10:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;Event Start: 12:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;Fee: $20&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-2394894637608729782?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/2394894637608729782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=2394894637608729782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2394894637608729782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2394894637608729782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/04/veishea-mountain-bike-race.html' title='VEISHEA Mountain Bike Race'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-1892557559513011422</id><published>2008-03-27T10:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T18:54:48.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update</title><content type='html'>It has been sugeested to me that I get up out of the basement and do an update. Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just been really, really busy. Not just with the basment, but with team stuff. Amatuer hour in the basement is drawing to a close, and now it is time to bring in the pros, so hopefully that time suck will slow down a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are on the &lt;a href="http://mobracing.blogspot.com/"&gt;MOB&lt;/a&gt;, you know that I've been busy there also. The new &lt;a href="http://mobracing.blogspot.com/2008/03/kits-are-in.html"&gt;MOB kits &lt;/a&gt;came in, and they rock! I hope we'll be seeing a lot of them this race season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also started riding my bike to work whenever I can. Any day that I do, I get about two hours of riding in. Cool. I didn't ride today though. It looks like a frickin' winter wonderland out there right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go. Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-1892557559513011422?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/1892557559513011422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=1892557559513011422' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1892557559513011422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1892557559513011422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-has-been-sugeested-to-me-that-i-get.html' title='An Update'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-8792459963002371858</id><published>2008-03-14T06:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T12:24:38.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remodeling Fun</title><content type='html'>We've been remodeling the basement, and decided to have a little fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P4TbCt72Ij4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P4TbCt72Ij4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P4TbCt72Ij4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P4TbCt72Ij4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-8792459963002371858?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/8792459963002371858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=8792459963002371858' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8792459963002371858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8792459963002371858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/03/remodeling-fun.html' title='Remodeling Fun'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-6019724536146796621</id><published>2008-03-09T13:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:48.042-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding With Kids</title><content type='html'>It has sort of become my place to play the role of the seasoned adult on many of the group rides I participate in. I don't mind. Most of the reason for that is because I am an old man living in a college town. The kids come, and the kids go. It's always a little sad when they leave, but there always seems to be a new crop on their heels. When I can keep up, riding with the kids is great fun, and it is a great way to build up my fitness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another one of those days. Today's cast was (from front to back) &lt;a href="http://www.bryan.moritzcycling.com/"&gt;Bryan Moritz&lt;/a&gt;, Matthew Hoffman, and Becca Finley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R9Qwws-Ew4I/AAAAAAAADsg/f0UfzSpIbvw/s1600-h/03+09+Road+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175815485018915714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R9Qwws-Ew4I/AAAAAAAADsg/f0UfzSpIbvw/s400/03+09+Road+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was to be my view for as long as I could hang with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't look good from the start. Do you ever have one of those days where it feels like you are going to get dropped before getting out of town? That was me today. These kids are all strong riders, and I wasn't feeling it. That's a bad combination. After a bit I settled in, but anytime even the slightest hill appeared, I was off the back. I hung with them for an hour or so, but knowing the bigger hills were just up the road, I turned for home. It was fun while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cruised home with the wind for a while. Then, when I was close to the end, did some 30 sec sprint intervals to make sure that I was totally trashed by the time I got back to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good day, and I'm still smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R9Qvw8-Ew2I/AAAAAAAADsQ/8Q7zcRYpieE/s1600-h/03+09+Road+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175814389802255202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R9Qvw8-Ew2I/AAAAAAAADsQ/8Q7zcRYpieE/s400/03+09+Road+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-6019724536146796621?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/6019724536146796621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=6019724536146796621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6019724536146796621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6019724536146796621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/03/riding-with-kids.html' title='Riding With Kids'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R9Qwws-Ew4I/AAAAAAAADsg/f0UfzSpIbvw/s72-c/03+09+Road+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-5775793096654400640</id><published>2008-03-08T20:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:48.882-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WIll Winter Ever End?</title><content type='html'>I'm starting to get the awful feeling that this really is the beginning of the next &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ice_age"&gt;Ice Age&lt;/a&gt;. I keep looking nervously to the north expecting see &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glacier"&gt;glaciers &lt;/a&gt;looming on the horizon. Even with all that &lt;a href="http://happytraining.blogspot.com/"&gt;OP &lt;/a&gt;and I went out for a ride today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He showed up at my place at 9:00 sharp on his Ibex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R9NIOM-EwvI/AAAAAAAADrY/NWrdWu0O0VM/s1600-h/03+08+Gravel+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175559805615784690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R9NIOM-EwvI/AAAAAAAADrY/NWrdWu0O0VM/s400/03+08+Gravel+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a little brisk (10 degrees) but it was great to get out and just ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R9NIQs-EwwI/AAAAAAAADrg/CL1zzFGUKz4/s1600-h/03+08+Gravel+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175559848565457666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R9NIQs-EwwI/AAAAAAAADrg/CL1zzFGUKz4/s400/03+08+Gravel+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was to do a couple of hours on gravel before the sun worked its magic and turned our wonderful gravel tundra into gravel soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, there's still a bunch of snow out here in the country.  That snow will all turn into broth for the gravel soup one day soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R9NIRc-EwxI/AAAAAAAADro/Mk7c07RDKIc/s1600-h/03+08+Gravel+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175559861450359570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R9NIRc-EwxI/AAAAAAAADro/Mk7c07RDKIc/s400/03+08+Gravel+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul got a little bonky towards the end.  I could tell because he couldn't hold my wheel anymore.  And that never happens.  I prolly shouldn't be smiling about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R9NITs-EwyI/AAAAAAAADrw/SgvYuY_o1z4/s1600-h/03+08+Gravel+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175559900105065250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R9NITs-EwyI/AAAAAAAADrw/SgvYuY_o1z4/s400/03+08+Gravel+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped any my place where he got a gel and some water, got unbonked, and then was was on his way home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up for tomorrow I think I'm up for an ass whoopin'.  I'm getting out the road bike for the first time since some time back is August (I guess I've been a little too focused on the dirt/cross/gravel/ice lately).  Its going to be an ass whoopin' cause &lt;a href="http://www.bryan.moritzcycling.com/"&gt;Moritz&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://alwaysonthebike.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hansen&lt;/a&gt;, and Hoffman are going.  It should be fun, if I survive.  Note to self, take a cell phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-5775793096654400640?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/5775793096654400640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=5775793096654400640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5775793096654400640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5775793096654400640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/03/will-winter-ever-end.html' title='WIll Winter Ever End?'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R9NIOM-EwvI/AAAAAAAADrY/NWrdWu0O0VM/s72-c/03+08+Gravel+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-7642331296021001276</id><published>2008-03-06T19:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:58:47.024-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Plans</title><content type='html'>OK. Here's the deal. On Saturday it will be cold (5 degrees) in the morning. That means that the gravel will be blissfully slop-free for a few hours. I'm going to go out at about 9:00 for two hours. I'll probably head east on 170&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. You are welcome to join me if you wish. You can ride out here, and we'll leave from here, you can ride with me in spirit, or you can just give me a call when I'm out riding. It's all up to you. If you wanna ride for more than two hours, you better start earlier, or mount fenders, cause its gonna get sloppy after 11:00 AM, and I want nothing to do with that right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Sunday, I'm riding on pavement (GASP - I warned you) with &lt;a href="http://www.bryan.moritzcycling.com/"&gt;Bryan &lt;/a&gt;and Matthew Hoffman (no, not that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mat_Hoffman"&gt;Mat Hoffman &lt;/a&gt;- I asked). We're leaving from the &lt;a href="http://www.restaurantdb.net/restaurants/view-137481.html"&gt;The Cafe &lt;/a&gt;at 10:00 AM. All are welcome. We plan to do about three hours, the direction will depend on the wind, and Bryan wants to go easy cause he's having some weird alien biopsies and probing done the following Tuesday. Going easy for him means balls to the wall for me, so it will be a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to join in the fun, leave a comment or give me a call at 515-290-7789.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-7642331296021001276?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/7642331296021001276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=7642331296021001276' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7642331296021001276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7642331296021001276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/03/weekend-plans.html' title='Weekend Plans'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-4108554474947406736</id><published>2008-03-03T20:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:47:04.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Redemptive Suffering</title><content type='html'>Last week I said " . . . next week I'm back on the bike, regardless of the conditions".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here we are at next week. It's March, the first mountain bike race is in 6 weeks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; its time for me to add some intensity, regardless of the conditions outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I dusted off one of my trusty trainers. I'm proud of the fact that I have stayed of that implement of torture so far this winter. I did so hoping to avoid the burnout that comes from too much indoor riding. I've been riding outside when the opportunity presented itself, and have also been hiking, skiing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;XC&lt;/span&gt; skiing, playing volleyball, etc., to keep myself from getting too soft. Another piece of good news is that I stepped in the scale this morning and my weight what the same (199 lbs) as when the season ended last year. Also, according to my scale, my muscle mass has also held steady. Now if I could just lose about 20 lbs of fat . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; messing around. My season began in earnest today with some real intensity. I did a &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/02/185.html"&gt;blackout interval &lt;/a&gt;workout. That workout has become a real favorite on the trainer. It takes about two hours, but because you are mixing it up, the time goes pretty fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, in the last phase (cruise intervals) I ramped up the intensity of the last two intervals to way past zone 5a. In in the last interval, I did nearly the whole thing in 5c (177+), and put it all out there for the last few minutes. I held my HR above 190 for a couple of minutes. At one point I saw 193 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bpm&lt;/span&gt;. That is a new personal best for me. Last year my old high was 185 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bpm&lt;/span&gt;. Conventional wisdom says that your max heart rate decreases a beat with each year. With training, mine seems to be increasing? Also following conventional wisdom my max should be 200-48(my age) = 172 bpm. I feel like I could ride all day at at 172 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bpm&lt;/span&gt;. Whatever, I'll take it. I don't want to get too hung up on max heart rate, but it is nice to have the additional head room in a race. It's also good to see that I can put it close to the max and hold it for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really felt good to work that hard. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; redemptive suffering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-4108554474947406736?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/4108554474947406736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=4108554474947406736' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4108554474947406736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4108554474947406736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/03/redemptive-suffering.html' title='Redemptive Suffering'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-6655630287872523276</id><published>2008-03-02T18:39:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:49.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>80³</title><content type='html'>Eighty cubed. That's the way I would describe our way home from Colorado. Why eighty cubed? I-80 * 80 mph * 80 degrees fahrenheit. That makes for a good trip home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some parting shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mountain: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8tTP6gEBdI/AAAAAAAADqg/SlXWdbGAl1M/s1600-h/03+02+Colorado+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173320129832027602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8tTP6gEBdI/AAAAAAAADqg/SlXWdbGAl1M/s400/03+02+Colorado+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Half-Pipe&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8tU0KgEBfI/AAAAAAAADqw/XbNbq4KMkIA/s1600-h/03+02+Colorado+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173321852113913330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8tU0KgEBfI/AAAAAAAADqw/XbNbq4KMkIA/s400/03+02+Colorado+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go home, cause everyone else discovered this place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8tUR6gEBeI/AAAAAAAADqo/jh7o8ZhLcPo/s1600-h/03+02+Colorado+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173321263703393762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8tUR6gEBeI/AAAAAAAADqo/jh7o8ZhLcPo/s400/03+02+Colorado+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-6655630287872523276?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/6655630287872523276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=6655630287872523276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6655630287872523276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6655630287872523276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/03/80.html' title='80³'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8tTP6gEBdI/AAAAAAAADqg/SlXWdbGAl1M/s72-c/03+02+Colorado+092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-834359909030486553</id><published>2008-02-29T19:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:51.412-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day in Paradise</title><content type='html'>It was another perfect day in paradise.  The sun was shining, the temps were mild, and the skiing was perfect! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let the pictures speak for themselves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8i35qgEBYI/AAAAAAAADp4/srinyxKXzHw/s1600-h/02+29+Colorado+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172586373324211586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8i35qgEBYI/AAAAAAAADp4/srinyxKXzHw/s400/02+29+Colorado+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8i356gEBZI/AAAAAAAADqA/_ay4NRz-nM4/s1600-h/02+29+Colorado+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172586377619178898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8i356gEBZI/AAAAAAAADqA/_ay4NRz-nM4/s400/02+29+Colorado+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8i36KgEBaI/AAAAAAAADqI/vFimOJRiIUE/s1600-h/02+29+Colorado+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172586381914146210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8i36KgEBaI/AAAAAAAADqI/vFimOJRiIUE/s400/02+29+Colorado+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8i36agEBbI/AAAAAAAADqQ/WveU6nLeefg/s1600-h/02+29+Colorado+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172586386209113522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8i36agEBbI/AAAAAAAADqQ/WveU6nLeefg/s400/02+29+Colorado+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8i36qgEBcI/AAAAAAAADqY/PSsxzHtklYM/s1600-h/02+29+Colorado+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172586390504080834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8i36qgEBcI/AAAAAAAADqY/PSsxzHtklYM/s400/02+29+Colorado+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8i3mKgEBXI/AAAAAAAADpw/nnduDaMVSEg/s1600-h/02+29+Colorado+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172586038316762482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8i3mKgEBXI/AAAAAAAADpw/nnduDaMVSEg/s400/02+29+Colorado+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last day of skiing is tomorrow.  Good thing cause my legs are feeling a little toasted.  Its been a good three days of cross training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a nice break, but next week I'm back on the bike, regardless of the conditions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-834359909030486553?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/834359909030486553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=834359909030486553' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/834359909030486553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/834359909030486553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-day-in-paradise.html' title='Another Day in Paradise'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8i35qgEBYI/AAAAAAAADp4/srinyxKXzHw/s72-c/02+29+Colorado+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-6129293254978930469</id><published>2008-02-28T19:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:52.639-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its All Downhill</title><content type='html'>I'm on top of the world, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ddKZxd4hI/AAAAAAAADpY/DpdyLlhdF1E/s1600-h/02+28+Colorado+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172205130356744722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ddKZxd4hI/AAAAAAAADpY/DpdyLlhdF1E/s400/02+28+Colorado+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my new &lt;a href="http://oakley.com/pd/1314"&gt;Oakley &lt;/a&gt;O Frames ski googles. They rock! They have a huge field of vision, and just the right amount of shading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our first day of skiing. We had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ddJZxd4fI/AAAAAAAADpI/FO7AltBoVz4/s1600-h/02+28+Colorado+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172205113176875506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ddJZxd4fI/AAAAAAAADpI/FO7AltBoVz4/s400/02+28+Colorado+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure would be nice if they would move Copper Mountain closer to Ames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ddKJxd4gI/AAAAAAAADpQ/MTHkMvXQwy0/s1600-h/02+28+Colorado+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172205126061777410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ddKJxd4gI/AAAAAAAADpQ/MTHkMvXQwy0/s400/02+28+Colorado+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon Dan and I hit some of the bowls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ddKZxd4iI/AAAAAAAADpg/SMxix5VP7gc/s1600-h/02+28+Colorado+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172205130356744738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ddKZxd4iI/AAAAAAAADpg/SMxix5VP7gc/s400/02+28+Colorado+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am in the afternoon, still on top of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ddK5xd4jI/AAAAAAAADpo/RU0jcJ1QvRo/s1600-h/02+28+Colorado+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172205138946679346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ddK5xd4jI/AAAAAAAADpo/RU0jcJ1QvRo/s400/02+28+Colorado+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got warm enough in the afternoon that I switched out googles for &lt;a href="http://oakley.com/pd/1147"&gt;Oakley Half Jackets &lt;/a&gt;with polarized lenses. The also rock! The polarized lenses took all of the glare out, and the lenses worked great in both full sun and dark shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some video with a helmet cam. Maybe I'll post it later. But I didn't mount the cam on my helmet. I just held it, so the vidoe is a little shaky. If you get motion sickness, don't watch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-6129293254978930469?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/6129293254978930469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=6129293254978930469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6129293254978930469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6129293254978930469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-all-downhill.html' title='Its All Downhill'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ddKZxd4hI/AAAAAAAADpY/DpdyLlhdF1E/s72-c/02+28+Colorado+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-2526657047825289845</id><published>2008-02-27T23:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:53.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Skiing</title><content type='html'>We spent the day driving across Nebraska.  Suprisingly, the time went pretty fast.  And with four  of us sprawled out in a Suburban, it was pretty comfortable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ZLj5xd4bI/AAAAAAAADoo/U1C0eGv06TA/s1600-h/02+27+Colorado+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171904302257398194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ZLj5xd4bI/AAAAAAAADoo/U1C0eGv06TA/s400/02+27+Colorado+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro, prolly checking his e-mail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ZLkZxd4cI/AAAAAAAADow/bsbQ9yys3Gs/s1600-h/02+27+Colorado+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171904310847332802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ZLkZxd4cI/AAAAAAAADow/bsbQ9yys3Gs/s400/02+27+Colorado+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys watchin a flick.  Just like they were home in the living room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ZLkZxd4dI/AAAAAAAADo4/lLZM8DfnMw4/s1600-h/02+27+Colorado+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171904310847332818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ZLkZxd4dI/AAAAAAAADo4/lLZM8DfnMw4/s400/02+27+Colorado+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a count.  It takes two lap tops, an air card, two smart phones, three other cell phones, two DVD players, three Ipods, about 75 DVDs, and about 75 charging devices to get across Nebraska.  All that and we we still bore easily.  Talk about ADD on wheels! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how we spend our nights.  Pretty wild stuff, huh?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ZLkpxd4eI/AAAAAAAADpA/ysyxiL6D88w/s1600-h/02+27+Colorado+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171904315142300130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ZLkpxd4eI/AAAAAAAADpA/ysyxiL6D88w/s400/02+27+Colorado+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to post pics with snow and skis tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-2526657047825289845?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/2526657047825289845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=2526657047825289845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2526657047825289845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2526657047825289845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/02/almost-skiing.html' title='Almost Skiing'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8ZLj5xd4bI/AAAAAAAADoo/U1C0eGv06TA/s72-c/02+27+Colorado+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-1163307150426437795</id><published>2008-02-26T21:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:46:54.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Skiing</title><content type='html'>All work and no play makes Jack a very dull boy, and I guess I've never been accused of being dull, so its off for a little play time in the mountains for me. That's right - I'm going skiing for a few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that &lt;a href="http://gravelo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gravèlo&lt;/a&gt; gets a little nervous any time I try a hobby other than cycling, but don't worry. This isn't a new obsession, I'm renewing a long time love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and I have been skiing since college, and as soon as our boys were able, we started taking them along. None of us is very good because we only get out a few days a year. But we have fun, and its a great way to break up the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some pics if I get a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-1163307150426437795?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/1163307150426437795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=1163307150426437795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1163307150426437795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1163307150426437795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/02/gone-skiing.html' title='Gone Skiing'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-7836502351195844909</id><published>2008-02-23T11:35:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:54.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Road</title><content type='html'>I was getting really tired of not riding my bike. This morning I decided I really didn't care how icy the road was, cause I was going to ride. So I hopped on the &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/12/fear-of-falling.html"&gt;ice tank &lt;/a&gt;and went out for a gravel spin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw lots of this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8BaTpxd4aI/AAAAAAAADog/HzX1csh3CRk/s1600-h/02+02+MOB+Winter+Ride+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170231665898676642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8BaTpxd4aI/AAAAAAAADog/HzX1csh3CRk/s400/02+02+MOB+Winter+Ride+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8BaFpxd4YI/AAAAAAAADoQ/DJzkWzjGAEc/s1600-h/02+02+MOB+Winter+Ride+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170231425380508034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8BaFpxd4YI/AAAAAAAADoQ/DJzkWzjGAEc/s400/02+02+MOB+Winter+Ride+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8BaF5xd4ZI/AAAAAAAADoY/m88egOh7szk/s1600-h/02+02+MOB+Winter+Ride+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170231429675475346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8BaF5xd4ZI/AAAAAAAADoY/m88egOh7szk/s400/02+02+MOB+Winter+Ride+011.jpg" border="0" /&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;Regardless of the road conditions, it was a great day to be outside. It was sunny, about 15 degrees, and no wind. I really like winter when it's served up like today was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ice tank did great!. Not one slip, or even a bobble. But with as much ice as there is on the gravel, when that ice starts to melt, the bottom is gonna fall out. I might have to resort to riding pavement for a while (gasp!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride was also great! I went did some pretty easy spinning going out, and then put it on the big ring coming back, and tried to blow out some of the cobwebs. That really helps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self - ride your bike more often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-7836502351195844909?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/7836502351195844909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=7836502351195844909' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7836502351195844909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7836502351195844909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/02/ice-road.html' title='Ice Road'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R8BaTpxd4aI/AAAAAAAADog/HzX1csh3CRk/s72-c/02+02+MOB+Winter+Ride+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-8419412175235513922</id><published>2008-02-07T20:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T06:28:56.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Milestone</title><content type='html'>Although there has been lots of talk about the new team, last weekend was the first real team gathering. You never really know if it is going to happen until people actually show up. And what do you know? They did. You can read about it on the &lt;a href="http://mobracing.blogspot.com/2008/02/winter-training-ride.html"&gt;MOB Racing blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a milestone for me, because it means that I really am responsible for a bike racing team. Holy Crap! How did that happen? It was only two years ago that I e-mailed Thad about joining his team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As is my lot in life, I seem to find myself in charge of things. I don't go looking for it, but things just seem to turn out that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. I love my life! I'm just amazed that such a group of talented cyclists would follow me into anything. Go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-8419412175235513922?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/8419412175235513922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=8419412175235513922' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8419412175235513922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8419412175235513922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/02/milestone.html' title='A Milestone'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-4330489112814795621</id><published>2008-01-31T19:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:56.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Bike #1</title><content type='html'>Apparently my race season started last weekend (I know - another late post, but I've been busy. More about that later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a comment from &lt;a href="http://www.bryan.moritzcycling.com/"&gt;Bryan&lt;/a&gt;, wondering if I was going up to Matt's snowbike race, and could I give him a ride. He said &lt;a href="http://alwaysonthebike.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hansen &lt;/a&gt;was racing, and it would be a blast. I'd thought about going up for the race a little, but hadn't given it serious consideration. Afterall, lately my training has consisted of a 2-3 hour bike ride once a week, followed by celebratory beers afterwards. It turns out that was the perfect training for this race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan and Chris get ready for the race:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6KAIRq0mZI/AAAAAAAADlg/7Y_eryuR7rE/s1600-h/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161829002590329234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6KAIRq0mZI/AAAAAAAADlg/7Y_eryuR7rE/s400/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Newell and Jim Logan were there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6KAJhq0maI/AAAAAAAADlo/xAqGbnVH_I8/s1600-h/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161829024065165730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6KAJhq0maI/AAAAAAAADlo/xAqGbnVH_I8/s400/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accomodations on the ride out were first class. We had a bus full of bikes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6KAJxq0mbI/AAAAAAAADlw/CS6GJyLAKf8/s1600-h/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161829028360133042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6KAJxq0mbI/AAAAAAAADlw/CS6GJyLAKf8/s400/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a bus full of riders. We kept pulling the "Please Stop now" rope, but it didn't help. Matt just kept driving into oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6KAJxq0mcI/AAAAAAAADl4/m_U9xJwVaf8/s1600-h/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161829028360133058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6KAJxq0mcI/AAAAAAAADl4/m_U9xJwVaf8/s400/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what oblivion looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6KAKRq0mdI/AAAAAAAADmA/L9sXqvwWw4k/s1600-h/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161829036950067666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6KAKRq0mdI/AAAAAAAADmA/L9sXqvwWw4k/s400/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung with the main group for a while, then we split up into two groups, then it was just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see Hansen just ahead, spinning like mad man, but I couldn't catch him. BTW, Bryan was long gone, and WON THE RACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the race, things got a little goofy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6J9vRq0mWI/AAAAAAAADlI/CrHGswYyQTY/s1600-h/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161826374070344034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6J9vRq0mWI/AAAAAAAADlI/CrHGswYyQTY/s400/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems someone got a deal on fake mustaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6J9vhq0mXI/AAAAAAAADlQ/RBQQtTwInpw/s1600-h/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161826378365311346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6J9vhq0mXI/AAAAAAAADlQ/RBQQtTwInpw/s400/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6J9vxq0mYI/AAAAAAAADlY/ueZBTGfrDM0/s1600-h/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161826382660278658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6J9vxq0mYI/AAAAAAAADlY/ueZBTGfrDM0/s400/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun continued on the way home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6J8mRq0mVI/AAAAAAAADlA/dsU6mBkXZrQ/s1600-h/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161825119939893586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6J8mRq0mVI/AAAAAAAADlA/dsU6mBkXZrQ/s400/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What tastes best after a hard day in the cold? Homemade Chicago deep-dish pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6J5SRq0mUI/AAAAAAAADk4/fDGIqXop4S0/s1600-h/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161821477807626562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6J5SRq0mUI/AAAAAAAADk4/fDGIqXop4S0/s400/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my excuse for this post being so late? I finally got the MOB Racing kit order finalized. It Rocks! &lt;a href="http://mobracing.blogspot.com/2008/01/mob-kit-design.html"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-4330489112814795621?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/4330489112814795621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=4330489112814795621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4330489112814795621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4330489112814795621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/01/snow-bike-1.html' title='Snow Bike #1'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R6KAIRq0mZI/AAAAAAAADlg/7Y_eryuR7rE/s72-c/01+26+Fort+Dodge+Snow+Bike+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-7425841593814114157</id><published>2008-01-26T19:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:18:58.038-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hike Around Seven Oaks</title><content type='html'>Last weekend several of us decided to take a hike around Seven Oaks in Boone (sorry for the late post on the hike - I got busy and it got away from me). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lovely day for a hike:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vpHRq0mPI/AAAAAAAADj4/UQO-VcsjzB4/s1600-h/01+29+Boone+Hike+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vl1Rq0mGI/AAAAAAAADiw/3MZ-BgFoXMQ/s1600-h/01+29+Boone+Hike+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159970501521872994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vl1Rq0mGI/AAAAAAAADiw/3MZ-BgFoXMQ/s400/01+29+Boone+Hike+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vpHhq0mQI/AAAAAAAADkA/amCMZC3IlQo/s1600-h/01+29+Boone+Hike+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five of us didn't have enough sense to stay home on a day like today.  Troy Kyle, Taylor, me, and Ron.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5voKhq0mLI/AAAAAAAADjY/vjGp1ZkV-2I/s1600-h/01+29+Boone+Hike+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159973065617348786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5voKhq0mLI/AAAAAAAADjY/vjGp1ZkV-2I/s400/01+29+Boone+Hike+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening climb isn't much easier on foot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5voKxq0mMI/AAAAAAAADjg/6rQRMlBpLjg/s1600-h/01+29+Boone+Hike+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159973069912316098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5voKxq0mMI/AAAAAAAADjg/6rQRMlBpLjg/s400/01+29+Boone+Hike+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is as close as I've ever been to Kyle on that climb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5voLBq0mNI/AAAAAAAADjo/VfirOb8TB9Q/s1600-h/01+29+Boone+Hike+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vl0xq0mEI/AAAAAAAADig/AljmRroVmng/s1600-h/01+29+Boone+Hike+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159970492931938370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vl0xq0mEI/AAAAAAAADig/AljmRroVmng/s400/01+29+Boone+Hike+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After climbing a few hills, the slight twinges of cold that we had felt out in the open gave way to open jackets and sweat.  Down in the valley it actually felt warm.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vl1Bq0mFI/AAAAAAAADio/4rDpgpI9Wcg/s1600-h/01+29+Boone+Hike+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159970497226905682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vl1Bq0mFI/AAAAAAAADio/4rDpgpI9Wcg/s400/01+29+Boone+Hike+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a while we were all covered with frozen condensation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vl1hq0mHI/AAAAAAAADi4/IJJwN13x62k/s1600-h/01+29+Boone+Hike+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159970505816840306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vl1hq0mHI/AAAAAAAADi4/IJJwN13x62k/s400/01+29+Boone+Hike+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vkAxq0l_I/AAAAAAAADh4/_l56LVo9ynk/s1600-h/01+29+Boone+Hike+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159968500067112946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vkAxq0l_I/AAAAAAAADh4/_l56LVo9ynk/s400/01+29+Boone+Hike+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vkBRq0mAI/AAAAAAAADiA/jQ4Snq9hh54/s1600-h/01+29+Boone+Hike+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vkBRq0mBI/AAAAAAAADiI/FmvPy05AcRY/s1600-h/01+29+Boone+Hike+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the hike, Troy convinced Joel to let us take a few runs on the tubing hill.  What a blast!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vkBhq0mCI/AAAAAAAADiQ/H5CZg653a2Q/s1600-h/01+29+Boone+Hike+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159968512952014882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vkBhq0mCI/AAAAAAAADiQ/H5CZg653a2Q/s400/01+29+Boone+Hike+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We looked like a bunch of kinds out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vkBxq0mDI/AAAAAAAADiY/Ghwfd-9M6PM/s1600-h/01+29+Boone+Hike+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159968517246982194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vkBxq0mDI/AAAAAAAADiY/Ghwfd-9M6PM/s400/01+29+Boone+Hike+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothing note from the trip.  Although I have quite a bit of experience riding is these type of conditions, I'm not as experienced hiking in them.  I overdressed.  For next time,  A base layer and my ski jacket was plenty warm.  Fleece tights and ski pants were also enough.  Unfortunately I also had jeans and a sweatshirt.  That was too much and it held too much moisture.  I also wore my down mittens.  I spent half of the time with them off, because they were too warm!  Ski gloves would have been enough.  It's amazing how little clothing you can get away with at nine below zero if you are staying active.  I'll get this all figured out someday.             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/31190669-7425841593814114157?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/7425841593814114157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=7425841593814114157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7425841593814114157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7425841593814114157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/01/hike-around-seven-oaks.html' title='Hike Around Seven Oaks'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R5vl1Rq0mGI/AAAAAAAADiw/3MZ-BgFoXMQ/s72-c/01+29+Boone+Hike+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-7966209390129833383</id><published>2008-01-19T19:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T19:51:29.404-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Sense</title><content type='html'>A few of us dim-witted folks are going to hike around the Boone MTB course tomorrow morning at 9:00 for the fun of it.  Apparently we have no sense about these things.  All are welcome.  Let me know if you also have no sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-7966209390129833383?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/7966209390129833383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=7966209390129833383' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7966209390129833383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7966209390129833383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-sense.html' title='No Sense'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-1251992682609162174</id><published>2008-01-13T18:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:01.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Leading from the Back</title><content type='html'>Today several of us went out on a gravel grinder. It was our little way of wishing Andrew Carney our best as he goes out to seek his fortune in the real world, in this case Colorado. As if that wasn't enough, it turned into a double &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;farewell&lt;/span&gt; (I've got to stop losing friends to other states), but more about that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure that I have any business leading a ride, seeing as how I'm usually the slowest guy on any ride I'm involved in. Some how I would figure it out. I had a route planned out that would end at my place, but I wasn't sure how I would lead the ride from the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participants on the ride today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andrew-carney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andrew &lt;/a&gt;-Reformed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Triathlete&lt;/span&gt; and Endurance Freak. The guest of honor sporting a nice beard today. He's probably started it yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4q0b1zy7wI/AAAAAAAADhE/Q_8vy1j0Zk4/s1600-h/01+08+Misc+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155131113872748290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4q0b1zy7wI/AAAAAAAADhE/Q_8vy1j0Zk4/s400/01+08+Misc+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next to appear was &lt;a href="http://bontrageral.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alex&lt;/a&gt;. Alex is our resident engineer and bike geek (OK, we're all bike geeks). If you can imagine a bike part, he could make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4q0cFzy7xI/AAAAAAAADhM/TbQakIVfNI0/s1600-h/01+08+Misc+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155131118167715602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4q0cFzy7xI/AAAAAAAADhM/TbQakIVfNI0/s400/01+08+Misc+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was &lt;a href="http://gravelo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greg &lt;/a&gt;- Bike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Recycler&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Extraordinaire&lt;/span&gt;. He never met a bike that he didn't want to take home and give some TLC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4q0cFzy7yI/AAAAAAAADhU/Z2LifDEnaBY/s1600-h/01+08+Misc+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155131118167715618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4q0cFzy7yI/AAAAAAAADhU/Z2LifDEnaBY/s400/01+08+Misc+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bryan.moritzcycling.com/"&gt;Bryan &lt;/a&gt;was next with a special guest. Byran is an up and coming road racer. He's also young enough to be my son (OK, most of these guys are).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qz8Vzy7sI/AAAAAAAADgk/MZvjcCIsL7g/s1600-h/01+08+Misc+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155130572706868930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qz8Vzy7sI/AAAAAAAADgk/MZvjcCIsL7g/s400/01+08+Misc+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan was with &lt;a href="http://alwaysonthebike.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chris&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;? I thought he had moved to Arizona or something. Chris is one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; fastest guys I have ever had the pleasure of riding with. He became the second guest of honor on this ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qz8Fzy7rI/AAAAAAAADgc/vXMQNHU43Dw/s1600-h/01+08+Misc+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155130568411901618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qz8Fzy7rI/AAAAAAAADgc/vXMQNHU43Dw/s400/01+08+Misc+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after that came &lt;a href="http://happytraining.blogspot.com/"&gt;OP&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;TransIowa&lt;/span&gt; and Dirty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kanza&lt;/span&gt; veteran. He is one of the more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;committed&lt;/span&gt; people that I know (or perhaps he should be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;committed&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qz8Vzy7tI/AAAAAAAADgs/lazgLSWkyHw/s1600-h/01+08+Misc+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155130572706868946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qz8Vzy7tI/AAAAAAAADgs/lazgLSWkyHw/s400/01+08+Misc+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skies were clear, the winds were light, and the temps were tolerable. What am I doing at the front of this pack of talented cyclists? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Tiz&lt;/span&gt; a puzzlement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qz8Vzy7uI/AAAAAAAADg0/KtGL6D-OP-s/s1600-h/01+08+Misc+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155130572706868962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qz8Vzy7uI/AAAAAAAADg0/KtGL6D-OP-s/s400/01+08+Misc+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qz8lzy7vI/AAAAAAAADg8/E9Om1qOQwtg/s1600-h/01+08+Misc+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155130577001836274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qz8lzy7vI/AAAAAAAADg8/E9Om1qOQwtg/s400/01+08+Misc+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere between these picture the second guest of honor (Chris), fell in an icy corner and took out the guest of honor (Andrew). Both got up laughing, as Andrew got knocked into the deep ditch snow, which doesn't hurt as much. I missed getting a picture - which is the difference between goodness and greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qzNVzy7mI/AAAAAAAADf0/tIiolovM5jc/s1600-h/01+08+Misc+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155129765253017186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qzNVzy7mI/AAAAAAAADf0/tIiolovM5jc/s400/01+08+Misc+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group broke up a couple of times, but then seemed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;magically&lt;/span&gt; re-form every time they had to slow down and ask me for directions. Leading from the back, and controlling the pace. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;. It seemed to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qzNlzy7nI/AAAAAAAADf8/O3dsdxUQZPE/s1600-h/01+08+Misc+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155129769547984498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qzNlzy7nI/AAAAAAAADf8/O3dsdxUQZPE/s400/01+08+Misc+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qzNlzy7oI/AAAAAAAADgE/9mwKt4h83-o/s1600-h/01+08+Misc+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155129769547984514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qzNlzy7oI/AAAAAAAADgE/9mwKt4h83-o/s400/01+08+Misc+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we got back to my place where there were there were the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;muched&lt;/span&gt; promised stories and beers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Andrew tells us about riding across the country on his bike, or sleeping in a Jeep at -25 at Crested Butte, I can't remember which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qzNlzy7pI/AAAAAAAADgM/55Mg4QCCw1I/s1600-h/01+08+Misc+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155129769547984530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qzNlzy7pI/AAAAAAAADgM/55Mg4QCCw1I/s400/01+08+Misc+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while we move inside, cause the stories got longer and the garage got colder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qzN1zy7qI/AAAAAAAADgU/dVBUePLN-ww/s1600-h/01+08+Misc+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155129773842951842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4qzN1zy7qI/AAAAAAAADgU/dVBUePLN-ww/s400/01+08+Misc+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day to hang out with great friends. Some friends I will probably see in the next week or two, and some that I won't see for a while. That is life as an old man in a college town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-1251992682609162174?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/1251992682609162174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=1251992682609162174' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1251992682609162174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1251992682609162174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/01/leading-from-back.html' title='Leading from the Back'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4q0b1zy7wI/AAAAAAAADhE/Q_8vy1j0Zk4/s72-c/01+08+Misc+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-7997492767937942736</id><published>2008-01-08T22:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:01.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew Carney Mountain Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4RZhlzy7lI/AAAAAAAADfs/Lvv_5lcmvcI/s1600-h/rocky-mountains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153342307238604370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4RZhlzy7lI/AAAAAAAADfs/Lvv_5lcmvcI/s400/rocky-mountains.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're hosting an Andrew Carney Mountain Ride on Sunday at 10 AM. No, we won't be riding in the mountains, but Andrew is leaving us for the mountains. I can't blame him. It's pretty out there. Not to mention the snow, the skiing, and THE MOUNTAINS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we'll be leaving from the Ada Hayden north shelter at about 10:00 am on Sunday. Route is yet to be determined, and distance is yet to be deteremined. If we ride hard enough and long enough, there may be beers at my place on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know if you'll be there, so we don't leave without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-7997492767937942736?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/7997492767937942736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=7997492767937942736' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7997492767937942736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7997492767937942736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/01/andre-carney-mountain-ride.html' title='Andrew Carney Mountain Ride'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4RZhlzy7lI/AAAAAAAADfs/Lvv_5lcmvcI/s72-c/rocky-mountains.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-4210930188157471198</id><published>2008-01-06T21:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:02.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Bike</title><content type='html'>I've got the "Ice Tank" all rigged up for some snow and ice riding. Today the opportunity presented itself to actually ride offroad in the snow. But I had to do it quick before all of the snow melted and the trails turned into muck. Temps in the mid 40's in January? I've got to do something. After taking the dog for a walk this morning, I looked at the trails and thought "I can ride this slop". I was mostly right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks harmless, but the going is actually pretty hard! 3 inches of slop will do that. Imagine riding through a margarita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4GYLVzy7hI/AAAAAAAADfM/m9Nk1Xj1Dr8/s1600-h/01+08+Snow+Ride+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152566769288932882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4GYLVzy7hI/AAAAAAAADfM/m9Nk1Xj1Dr8/s400/01+08+Snow+Ride+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even got into the woods some. In areas where the snow was tracked down, the riding was pretty sweet. In the more remote areas, not so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4GYLlzy7iI/AAAAAAAADfU/b982WtAVPU4/s1600-h/01+08+Snow+Ride+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152566773583900194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4GYLlzy7iI/AAAAAAAADfU/b982WtAVPU4/s400/01+08+Snow+Ride+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some strange looks, and some incredulous comments. "I can believe you're riding your bike back here", and "Don't you fall alot?" Yeah, I do fall alot, just not today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The views were worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4GYLlzy7jI/AAAAAAAADfc/WyKmZeSp-no/s1600-h/01+08+Snow+Ride+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152566773583900210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4GYLlzy7jI/AAAAAAAADfc/WyKmZeSp-no/s400/01+08+Snow+Ride+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4GYL1zy7kI/AAAAAAAADfk/tw16ACwz5Yc/s1600-h/01+08+Snow+Ride+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152566777878867522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4GYL1zy7kI/AAAAAAAADfk/tw16ACwz5Yc/s400/01+08+Snow+Ride+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if it freezes up, the woods will be ridable again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-4210930188157471198?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/4210930188157471198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=4210930188157471198' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4210930188157471198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4210930188157471198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/01/snow-bike.html' title='Snow Bike'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R4GYLVzy7hI/AAAAAAAADfM/m9Nk1Xj1Dr8/s72-c/01+08+Snow+Ride+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-5945561646911290049</id><published>2008-01-02T23:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:03.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seems Like Old Times</title><content type='html'>It seems like old times cause I went riding with old friends in frickin' cold weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "Ice Tank" with studded tires:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xzJ1zy7dI/AAAAAAAADes/l_Xxo6zgWnw/s1600-h/12+30+Gravel+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151118686705348050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xzJ1zy7dI/AAAAAAAADes/l_Xxo6zgWnw/s400/12+30+Gravel+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast before the ride:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xzJ1zy7eI/AAAAAAAADe0/aGE2KFVoZzc/s1600-h/12+30+Gravel+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151118686705348066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xzJ1zy7eI/AAAAAAAADe0/aGE2KFVoZzc/s400/12+30+Gravel+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These boots are warm.  If you are serious about riding in the winter get some some Lakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xzKFzy7fI/AAAAAAAADe8/TzX6eSkAqVI/s1600-h/12+30+Gravel+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151118691000315378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xzKFzy7fI/AAAAAAAADe8/TzX6eSkAqVI/s400/12+30+Gravel+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious desolation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xzKFzy7gI/AAAAAAAADfE/YuB73_rl_N0/s1600-h/12+30+Gravel+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151118691000315394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xzKFzy7gI/AAAAAAAADfE/YuB73_rl_N0/s400/12+30+Gravel+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My companions for this ride - Cory and OP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xywlzy7YI/AAAAAAAADeE/6KWmfJwhblg/s1600-h/12+30+Gravel+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151118252913651074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xywlzy7YI/AAAAAAAADeE/6KWmfJwhblg/s400/12+30+Gravel+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time  hasn't changed this view - OP and I chased Cory up the hills: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xyw1zy7ZI/AAAAAAAADeM/LRgSxDNlQsw/s1600-h/12+30+Gravel+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151118257208618386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xyw1zy7ZI/AAAAAAAADeM/LRgSxDNlQsw/s400/12+30+Gravel+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More desolation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xyxFzy7bI/AAAAAAAADec/dyl3pymJl0s/s1600-h/12+30+Gravel+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151118261503585714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xyxFzy7bI/AAAAAAAADec/dyl3pymJl0s/s400/12+30+Gravel+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One final view with Cory behind me (he had to stop and pee - it wouldn't last).  BTW, I need a shave.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xyxVzy7cI/AAAAAAAADek/0igB1kDsnSc/s1600-h/12+30+Gravel+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151118265798553026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xyxVzy7cI/AAAAAAAADek/0igB1kDsnSc/s400/12+30+Gravel+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-5945561646911290049?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/5945561646911290049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=5945561646911290049' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5945561646911290049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5945561646911290049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2008/01/seems-like-old-times.html' title='Seems Like Old Times'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3xzJ1zy7dI/AAAAAAAADes/l_Xxo6zgWnw/s72-c/12+30+Gravel+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-7806504032810550736</id><published>2007-12-29T20:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:04.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear of Falling</title><content type='html'>With all of the ice on the gravel roads, I've developed a bit a fear of falling.  I don't consider it an irrational fear, because the likely hood of falling on the ice is quite high.  And the last time I fell off a bike things got broken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today was just too nice a day.  I had to get out there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got some light snow.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Believe&lt;/span&gt; it or not, snow on top of ice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;provided&lt;/span&gt; some pretty decent traction if you are careful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3cJYFzy7UI/AAAAAAAADdk/V6eXHTCf4fY/s1600-h/12+29+Gravel+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149595008402386242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3cJYFzy7UI/AAAAAAAADdk/V6eXHTCf4fY/s400/12+29+Gravel+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some spots the gravel was even showing through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3cJYVzy7VI/AAAAAAAADds/LizKG5a5pqM/s1600-h/12+29+Gravel+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149595012697353554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3cJYVzy7VI/AAAAAAAADds/LizKG5a5pqM/s400/12+29+Gravel+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3cJYVzy7WI/AAAAAAAADd0/0uwf8bDotgU/s1600-h/12+29+Gravel+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149595012697353570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3cJYVzy7WI/AAAAAAAADd0/0uwf8bDotgU/s400/12+29+Gravel+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I also tried out me new secret weapon for winter ice and snow riding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3cJYlzy7XI/AAAAAAAADd8/4spE0Mjwljo/s1600-h/12+29+Gravel+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149595016992320882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3cJYlzy7XI/AAAAAAAADd8/4spE0Mjwljo/s400/12+29+Gravel+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studded snow tires!  They worked great!  They even provided grip on glare ice.  I could start, stop. and even turn on pure ice.  OK, they are not light, and they roll really, really slow.  Oh well.  This time of year isn't about going fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to ride with OP and Cory tomorrow morning.  We'll see how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-7806504032810550736?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/7806504032810550736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=7806504032810550736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7806504032810550736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7806504032810550736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/12/fear-of-falling.html' title='Fear of Falling'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R3cJYFzy7UI/AAAAAAAADdk/V6eXHTCf4fY/s72-c/12+29+Gravel+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-2743413519149235471</id><published>2007-12-16T09:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:05.917-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Ride Back</title><content type='html'>Well I said I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gonna&lt;/span&gt; go ride my bike yesterday, so I did. The plan was to head to McFarland and ride some of the snowy trails. The trails looked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ridable&lt;/span&gt; enough, with just 3 inches of fluffy powder on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R2VKw1zy7TI/AAAAAAAADdc/TROIxLx1iLY/s1600-h/12+15+First+Ride+Back+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144600352279162162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R2VKw1zy7TI/AAAAAAAADdc/TROIxLx1iLY/s400/12+15+First+Ride+Back+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, under that powder is a 1/2 inch crust of ice and frozen sleet, and under that is another 2 inches of snow, and under that is another inch of ice. Digging through it is like taking a walk back through our weather for the last couple of weeks. On skis I blissfully floated on top of it all, but on a bike I floated for a brief moment, then broke through. I pulled back on top, only to break through again. Rinse and repeat. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unridable&lt;/span&gt;. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I headed for home. On the way I looked wistfully down the gravel road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R2VKH1zy7PI/AAAAAAAADc8/8FrOHMi3HsY/s1600-h/12+15+First+Ride+Back+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144599647904525554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R2VKH1zy7PI/AAAAAAAADc8/8FrOHMi3HsY/s400/12+15+First+Ride+Back+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was mostly unencumbered by snow, but contained all of the previously mentioned ice. And the gravel? It was no where to be seen. It looked pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fricken&lt;/span&gt; slick. But, as I said to OP yesterday, this was to be an exercise in stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R2VKIFzy7QI/AAAAAAAADdE/zkKUdeD7lpM/s1600-h/12+15+First+Ride+Back+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144599652199492866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R2VKIFzy7QI/AAAAAAAADdE/zkKUdeD7lpM/s400/12+15+First+Ride+Back+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good to get out on a bike! It was my first real ride in six weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinds has the look of Fargo, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R2VKIlzy7RI/AAAAAAAADdM/pVUW5Y_VBW0/s1600-h/12+15+First+Ride+Back+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144599660789427474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R2VKIlzy7RI/AAAAAAAADdM/pVUW5Y_VBW0/s400/12+15+First+Ride+Back+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look ma, no gravel. This is what the gravel looks like now. Mile after mile of ice road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R2VKIlzy7SI/AAAAAAAADdU/rReMysmHixs/s1600-h/12+15+First+Ride+Back+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144599660789427490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R2VKIlzy7SI/AAAAAAAADdU/rReMysmHixs/s400/12+15+First+Ride+Back+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed out for about an hour. It wasn't too bad if you kept to the side of the road where there was still some snow. I never really had any "holy crap" moments, but the road and the conditions kept my full attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes from the ride:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm looking forward to some gravel slop when this stuff melts.&lt;br /&gt;2) The legs felt good and the lungs felt good, but apparently ass conditioning fades quickly.&lt;br /&gt;3) Good thing it is December. I've got a long ways to go.&lt;br /&gt;4) Oops, I missed out on the cold weather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;acclimatization&lt;/span&gt; phase. All of the sudden its really cold out there!&lt;br /&gt;4) It is really, really good to get back on a bike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-2743413519149235471?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/2743413519149235471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=2743413519149235471' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2743413519149235471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2743413519149235471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/12/first-ride-back.html' title='First Ride Back'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R2VKw1zy7TI/AAAAAAAADdc/TROIxLx1iLY/s72-c/12+15+First+Ride+Back+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-2750986422545529539</id><published>2007-12-14T19:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:06.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Muddy</title><content type='html'>I'm guessing it's a little muddy in Kansas City at the Cyclocross nationals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snagged this picture of Steve Tilford winning the 45-49 title. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R2Mzz1zy7NI/AAAAAAAADcs/0oA5sacFuL0/s1600-h/13799_21598_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144012165097909458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R2Mzz1zy7NI/AAAAAAAADcs/0oA5sacFuL0/s400/13799_21598_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, just a little muddy.  Oh, and yup, that's my age group.  I've seen him race.  He's just a smidge faster than me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our own Thad Neil finished 24th in the +30 B race on Thursday.  He was less than two minutes away from a top 10 finish.  Pretty damn good in a national race.  These guys are all good.  People don't travel 1000 miles to a race because they suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results and more photos are &lt;a href="http://www.kccrossnationals.com/NEW_SITE/Photos/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.   Six inches of snow predicted for the weekend down there.  It should be a good one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-2750986422545529539?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/2750986422545529539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=2750986422545529539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2750986422545529539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2750986422545529539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-muddy.html' title='A little Muddy'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R2Mzz1zy7NI/AAAAAAAADcs/0oA5sacFuL0/s72-c/13799_21598_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-3954770374822441985</id><published>2007-12-13T17:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T18:21:15.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Weeks</title><content type='html'>Six weeks is the amount of time since I have done anything even remotely cardio. It has been six weeks since I broke my collarbone, and I was determined to completely, absolutley, take that time off. I mean totally off, as in lay on the couch, watch TV, and drink adult beverages.  You know, the way the rest of America lives their lives.  So I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hear I am six weeks later. Collarbone nearly healed (can lay on left side but can't sleep on it, can't do pushups, but couldn't do many before), a couple of pounds heavier, a couple of pounds of muscle lost, and my cardio mostly gone. Oh, well. If I'm going to be in this kind of condition, it is better to do in on December than July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be lots of time to regain my fitness. And my desire has been greatly rejuvinated! If you haven't taken six weeks off lately, I highly recommend it. Although I don't recommend breaking a bone to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mention all of this because I went out for an hour of cross-country skiing tonight. It was great! The snow was good, the winds were light, and I had the trails to myself. My legs are a little sore from too much rest, but that is to be expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, while I was out on the prairie trail I saw some bike tracks . . . It looked very ridable. Maybe tomorrow I'll get my single speed with the knobby tires and . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-3954770374822441985?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/3954770374822441985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=3954770374822441985' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3954770374822441985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3954770374822441985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/12/six-weeks.html' title='Six Weeks'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-7119033012122217667</id><published>2007-12-08T17:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:09.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Renegade Cyclocross I</title><content type='html'>I went to Rob's Renegade Cyclocross this morning. I didn't go to race, but just to hang out with a few crazys that wanted to get out and ride. The course marking consisted of a shoveled path around the park. I didn't ride it, but the conditions looked suprisingly good! I didn't see anyone fall who was not taken out by someone else. More about that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some interesting bike choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svi3b4JUI/AAAAAAAADb0/o2MzyGDPhS0/s1600-h/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141755675616486722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svi3b4JUI/AAAAAAAADb0/o2MzyGDPhS0/s400/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob's the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svjHb4JVI/AAAAAAAADb8/DfF9UnxaRAg/s1600-h/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141755679911454034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svjHb4JVI/AAAAAAAADb8/DfF9UnxaRAg/s400/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a few crazys out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svjHb4JWI/AAAAAAAADcE/ZrJj6YF2Nqs/s1600-h/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141755679911454050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svjHb4JWI/AAAAAAAADcE/ZrJj6YF2Nqs/s400/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots on interesting clothing choices also. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svIXb4JSI/AAAAAAAADbk/Ha1rmbdmN4s/s1600-h/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141755220349953314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svIXb4JSI/AAAAAAAADbk/Ha1rmbdmN4s/s400/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svjHb4JXI/AAAAAAAADcM/b-1XRWEkWjY/s1600-h/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141755679911454066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svjHb4JXI/AAAAAAAADcM/b-1XRWEkWjY/s400/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svjXb4JYI/AAAAAAAADcU/mvQfYGR7IZ4/s1600-h/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141755684206421378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svjXb4JYI/AAAAAAAADcU/mvQfYGR7IZ4/s400/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svIHb4JPI/AAAAAAAADbM/1BoAzNW_nlI/s1600-h/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141755216054985970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svIHb4JPI/AAAAAAAADbM/1BoAzNW_nlI/s400/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow Kyle approriated Steve's bike. It looks like he's one bike over the legal limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svIHb4JQI/AAAAAAAADbU/aqwhCW69dF0/s1600-h/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141755216054985986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svIHb4JQI/AAAAAAAADbU/aqwhCW69dF0/s400/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like being chased by a Yeti, only more frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1szcnb4JZI/AAAAAAAADcc/AggCQSqgR1M/s1600-h/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141759966288815506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1szcnb4JZI/AAAAAAAADcc/AggCQSqgR1M/s400/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the takedown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1szc3b4JaI/AAAAAAAADck/WEs8ElO050A/s1600-h/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141759970583782818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1szc3b4JaI/AAAAAAAADck/WEs8ElO050A/s400/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gumm brought his dog and his full face helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svIXb4JRI/AAAAAAAADbc/vpyd0mc0fss/s1600-h/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141755220349953298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svIXb4JRI/AAAAAAAADbc/vpyd0mc0fss/s400/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was plenty chilly out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svInb4JTI/AAAAAAAADbs/PCmhefUyDEg/s1600-h/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141755224644920626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svInb4JTI/AAAAAAAADbs/PCmhefUyDEg/s400/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Steve just wanted a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1surnb4JOI/AAAAAAAADbE/qficQbBrzBo/s1600-h/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141754726428714210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1surnb4JOI/AAAAAAAADbE/qficQbBrzBo/s400/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob sez he'll do another one of these in a month. I'll be ready by then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-7119033012122217667?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/7119033012122217667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=7119033012122217667' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7119033012122217667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7119033012122217667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/12/renegade-cyclocross-i.html' title='Renegade Cyclocross I'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1svi3b4JUI/AAAAAAAADb0/o2MzyGDPhS0/s72-c/12+08+Renegade+Cyclocross+1+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-8036235989106120783</id><published>2007-12-03T23:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:11.395-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera Dump</title><content type='html'>Its been a while since I posted anything substantial, no that this post will have any substance either.  Here goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the only thing that Charlie has been tipping over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TmCPKRnnI/AAAAAAAADac/S6hhrzjAtPI/s1600-R/12+03+Camera+Dump+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139986000840334962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TmCPKRnnI/AAAAAAAADac/PVoySh9JGco/s400/12+03+Camera+Dump+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last ride on the dirt before state 'cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TmCPKRnoI/AAAAAAAADak/ybjBNhzYdoE/s1600-R/12+03+Camera+Dump+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139986000840334978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TmCPKRnoI/AAAAAAAADak/He-uPgzPmgw/s400/12+03+Camera+Dump+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TmCvKRnpI/AAAAAAAADas/lY1Ko_tccjY/s1600-R/12+03+Camera+Dump+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139986009430269586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TmCvKRnpI/AAAAAAAADas/LsSpFWx63Lo/s400/12+03+Camera+Dump+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to state 'cross with Bryan.  He got second in cat 3. Sweet  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TmC_KRnqI/AAAAAAAADa0/mqC4iVz__Jw/s1600-R/12+03+Camera+Dump+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139986013725236898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TmC_KRnqI/AAAAAAAADa0/O5RN39s354E/s400/12+03+Camera+Dump+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom on the ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TmC_KRnrI/AAAAAAAADa8/GGkp0RvCr8E/s1600-R/12+03+Camera+Dump+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139986013725236914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TmC_KRnrI/AAAAAAAADa8/fEdlVDGoVK4/s400/12+03+Camera+Dump+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TlnfKRniI/AAAAAAAADZ0/IVVbZAzxyFE/s1600-R/12+03+Camera+Dump+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad somebody's watchin the road.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TlnvKRnjI/AAAAAAAADZ8/2XbvH_Ot3zM/s1600-R/12+03+Camera+Dump+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139985545573801522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TlnvKRnjI/AAAAAAAADZ8/8X2175pHJc8/s400/12+03+Camera+Dump+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won a sweet pair of Oakleys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TlnvKRnkI/AAAAAAAADaE/msMUfAU8phs/s1600-R/12+03+Camera+Dump+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139985545573801538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TlnvKRnkI/AAAAAAAADaE/ZmeXya3JWRc/s400/12+03+Camera+Dump+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn!  Put a lot of miles on the truck this summer riding my bike.  Go figure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1Tln_KRnlI/AAAAAAAADaM/tmdrU57EKrw/s1600-R/12+03+Camera+Dump+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139985549868768850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1Tln_KRnlI/AAAAAAAADaM/-kCKYOdRL2k/s400/12+03+Camera+Dump+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep scrolling if you got a weak stomach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I had the presence of mind to take this picture on the way to the emergency room.  The bump isn't so big now, but its still there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TloPKRnmI/AAAAAAAADaU/D6bSSVvynD8/s1600-R/12+03+Camera+Dump+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139985554163736162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TloPKRnmI/AAAAAAAADaU/bacwJtBVIfI/s400/12+03+Camera+Dump+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan and I share a birthday almost.  He's 21, and I'm way past 2 times that.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TlPPKRneI/AAAAAAAADZU/VeYBxsyGGVY/s1600-R/12+03+Camera+Dump+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139985124667006434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TlPPKRneI/AAAAAAAADZU/Yxqf0tv4wYY/s400/12+03+Camera+Dump+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TlPfKRnfI/AAAAAAAADZc/nvTudTdp7tw/s1600-R/12+03+Camera+Dump+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TlPvKRngI/AAAAAAAADZk/OFnbn2N08_I/s1600-R/12+03+Camera+Dump+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently you can't shave with a broken collarbone.  It's a rule or something.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TlPvKRnhI/AAAAAAAADZs/XyEKNtp3en8/s1600-R/12+03+Camera+Dump+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139985133256941074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TlPvKRnhI/AAAAAAAADZs/zDtc1Z6ru90/s400/12+03+Camera+Dump+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might get out on a bike again, if this ice ever melts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-8036235989106120783?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/8036235989106120783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=8036235989106120783' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8036235989106120783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8036235989106120783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/12/camera-dump.html' title='Camera Dump'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R1TmCPKRnnI/AAAAAAAADac/PVoySh9JGco/s72-c/12+03+Camera+Dump+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-3976182640331468005</id><published>2007-11-24T08:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T08:45:02.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>JingleCross Bound</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; and I are packing up the truck for two days of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JingleCross&lt;/span&gt;!  No racing for me this time.  I'll be sitting on the hill with a cold one, cheering and jeering.  That reminds me  I need to get beer, cookies, and dirty singles on the way out of town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can get an Internet connection, maybe I'll post a few pictures tonight.  And then again, maybe I won't.  I've heard rumors of a few parties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-3976182640331468005?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/3976182640331468005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=3976182640331468005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3976182640331468005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3976182640331468005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/11/jinglecross-bound.html' title='JingleCross Bound'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-5089312113714967044</id><published>2007-11-20T22:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T22:56:26.139-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beer Money</title><content type='html'>I got this &lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=9562031907"&gt;video &lt;/a&gt;from a reliable source.  Apparently &lt;a href="http://alwaysonthebike.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hansen &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.bryan.moritzcycling.com/"&gt;Moritz &lt;/a&gt;have gone to extremes to earn a little beer money this holiday season.  Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-5089312113714967044?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/5089312113714967044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=5089312113714967044' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5089312113714967044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5089312113714967044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/11/beer-money.html' title='Beer Money'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-8723741559561713733</id><published>2007-11-19T17:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T20:12:15.375-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle</title><content type='html'>I rode a bike for the first time in nearly 3 weeks! OK, it was only up the driveway and down the gravel for 100 yards or so, but it was riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just too nice a day to let it pass. A ride report? It hurt a little, and I did some of it was one handed (like most things I do these days). But now I have that first one out of the way. The next one will be a little easier, and hurt a little less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry, I'm gonna take it slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my recovery, more than once I've thought of Tyler Hamilton, who broke his collar bone in a crash during the finishing sprint on the first stage of the 2003 Tour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; France. He not only rode on to finish the Tour, but &lt;a href="http://espn.go.com/oly/tdf2003/s/2003/0723/1584479.html"&gt;won a stage&lt;/a&gt; doing it! That's gotta hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely ride my bikw up the driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read Tyler's account of the 2003 Tour &lt;a href="http://www.tylerhamilton.com/july92003200.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It's a pretty good read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-8723741559561713733?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/8723741559561713733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=8723741559561713733' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8723741559561713733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8723741559561713733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-in-saddle.html' title='Back in the Saddle'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-7666474874120222043</id><published>2007-11-15T19:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:44:02.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet Time</title><content type='html'>There has been a minimum of posting lately because, well, this is a biking blog and well, I can't ride a bike right now.  I'm actually enjoying the forced time off the bike, and am healing well.  I can tell that the bones have bridged together, I've stopped wearing the sling, and and I'm back to a realtively normal life (except for not riding a bike). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thought about getting on a trainer, but there will be plently of time for that later.  For now I'll just enjoy my time off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-7666474874120222043?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/7666474874120222043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=7666474874120222043' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7666474874120222043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7666474874120222043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/11/quiet-time.html' title='Quiet Time'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-603488564358116723</id><published>2007-11-05T20:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:11.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MOB Racing</title><content type='html'>Regular readers will remember that my current team is disbanding at the end of the season. At the Boone 24 several of us had a powwow about how we could keep the team going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From that discussion, MOB Racing was born. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mobracing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129575260843896434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ry_phac7bnI/AAAAAAAADY0/PKsTdIBXXzE/s400/mob+banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mobracing.blogspot.com/"&gt;MOB Racing&lt;/a&gt; is a low-key, dirt ridin', and fun luvin' race team. Although we are focused on the dirt, we do a little bit of everything. We are also open to new members. If you think this sounds like your kind of fun, let me know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-603488564358116723?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/603488564358116723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=603488564358116723' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/603488564358116723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/603488564358116723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/11/mob-racing.html' title='MOB Racing'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ry_phac7bnI/AAAAAAAADY0/PKsTdIBXXzE/s72-c/mob+banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-6129712027952749375</id><published>2007-11-02T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T23:15:47.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>like we didn't already know this . . .</title><content type='html'>They could have just asked amountain biker . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Better To Drink Beer After Exercise Than Water&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researchers at Granada University in Spain have come across a discovery that will undoubtedly please athletes and sports enthusiasts - a pint of beer post-workout or match is better at rehydrating the human body than water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor Manuel Garzon, a member of Granada's medical faculty, made the finding after tests on 25 students over several months. Researchers believe that it is the sugars, salts, and bubbles in a beer that may help people absorb fluids more quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subjects in the study were asked to run on a treadmill at temperatures of 104F (40C) until they were close to exhaustion. Once they had reached the point of giving up, researchers measured their hydration levels, motor skills, and concentration ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of the subjects were given two half pints of Spanish lager to drink, and the other half were given just water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garzon said that the rehydration effection in those who were given beer was "slightly better" than those who were given only water. He also believes that the carbon dioxide in beer helps quench thirst more quickly, and that beer's carbohydrates replace calories lost during physical exertion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average person loses around 1 liter (33oz) of water for every hour of exercise in sweat. Rehydrating after a workout is crucial, as a lack of hydration is more likely to make one feel tired, fuzzyheaded, and suffer from headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the results of the study, researchers recommend moderate consumption of beer as a part of athletes' diets. "Moderate consumption" for men is 500ml per day, and for women is 250ml per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clevelandleader.com/node/3467"&gt;http://www.clevelandleader.com/node/3467&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-6129712027952749375?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/6129712027952749375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=6129712027952749375' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6129712027952749375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6129712027952749375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/11/like-we-didnt-already-know-this.html' title='like we didn&apos;t already know this . . .'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-8090850250718159171</id><published>2007-11-01T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T20:57:55.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another one</title><content type='html'>crap! i just got word that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bruce&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reese's&lt;/span&gt; wife &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kristin&lt;/span&gt; broke her collarbone tonight at science center. and they've got triplet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;schoolers&lt;/span&gt;. best of luck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kristin&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bruce&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;christy&lt;/span&gt; will have to form a broken collarbone supporters network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of support, i went looking on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; for some idea of what to expect for broken collarbone recovery. &lt;a href="http://www.hanskellner.com/archives/2004/05/20/what_to_expect_from_a_broken_clavicle.html"&gt;this link is a long discussion &lt;/a&gt;thread of those suffering from a broken collar bone. it gives a pretty good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;idead&lt;/span&gt; of what to expect, what to ask for, and what to watch for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; advice, take it with a grain of salt. the only real bad advice i saw was taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;advil&lt;/span&gt; or ibuprofen for pain. recent research has shown that these can impede the production of new bone, and because of this should not be taken for fractures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also check out &lt;a href="http://hollowsupplanter.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-my-friends-are-dying.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;. apparently we're dropping like flies out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-8090850250718159171?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/8090850250718159171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=8090850250718159171' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8090850250718159171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8090850250718159171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-one.html' title='another one'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-5436125548148458764</id><published>2007-11-01T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T19:20:14.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>Thanks for all of the get well wishes, both through the blog and otherwise.  It does help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dong a little reading in my spare time and I thinks I've got a plan to speed my recovery (not that I'm in a big hurry, but I want my arm back).  The right nutrition, a little extra calcuim and vitamin D, and I'll be back to normal in no time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next time I talk the dog for a walk, I'll be on foot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-5436125548148458764?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/5436125548148458764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=5436125548148458764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5436125548148458764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5436125548148458764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-1614955400049587509</id><published>2007-10-30T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:12.095-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Typing one handed</title><content type='html'>I'll be typing things one-handed for the next 4-6 weeks, cause i broke my collarbone tonight. crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures of their pictures . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ryf1D6c7beI/AAAAAAAADXc/pixOBNjETRg/s1600-h/10+30+collarbone+005+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127336148363603426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ryf1D6c7beI/AAAAAAAADXc/pixOBNjETRg/s400/10+30+collarbone+005+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely wife accompanied me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ryf1EKc7bfI/AAAAAAAADXk/ZQF_mHEIHRA/s1600-h/10+30+collarbone+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127336152658570738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ryf1EKc7bfI/AAAAAAAADXk/ZQF_mHEIHRA/s400/10+30+collarbone+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice threads, huh . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out riding my bike with charlie (the dog), and he cut right in front on me and took out my front wheel. i went down hard on me left shoulder. i got up, and immediately knew what i'd done. suprisingly it didn't hurt that much, as long as i kept my arm still. if i moved my arm, it was another story. btw, the dog is fine.  and btw, we were at the end of the ride, and i was 150 feet from the house. i guess charlie was in a hurry to get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said, last sunday was my last race for the season. is that good timing or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, well. let the winter rest begin . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-1614955400049587509?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/1614955400049587509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=1614955400049587509' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1614955400049587509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1614955400049587509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/10/typing-one-handed.html' title='Typing one handed'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ryf1D6c7beI/AAAAAAAADXc/pixOBNjETRg/s72-c/10+30+collarbone+005+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-5896498950578386845</id><published>2007-10-28T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T19:59:43.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>State 'cross Race Report</title><content type='html'>I'll keep this short because I'm short on ambition.  I did the cross race in Newton this weekend.  Cool race, cool course, and cool peeps.  I'd do it again in a heartbeat.  It was a great race on which to end my season!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course was PERFECT.  Just enough slime to make it challenging, but not so much as to make it life theatening.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah.  I won some Oakley stuff.  Marco was on strict orders to not pull my name for a bike, and that worked out.  But I did win some cool new Oakley shades, a back pack, and a t-shirt.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah.  Bryan Moritz rode over with us, and he got 2nd in cat three, so the truck was heavy with hardware on the way home.  I'll take my small victories however I can get them.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll post some pictures later.  Maybe not.  We'll see if they turned out.  I took some sweet pics of Bryan, Christy, and Charlie on the way home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-5896498950578386845?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/5896498950578386845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=5896498950578386845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5896498950578386845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5896498950578386845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/10/state-cross-race-report.html' title='State &apos;cross Race Report'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-6927516062306819721</id><published>2007-10-23T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:12.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Better Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rx6JreRFz8I/AAAAAAAADXM/VfnUfioY36g/s1600-h/10+23+Riding+again+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124684805946331074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rx6JreRFz8I/AAAAAAAADXM/VfnUfioY36g/s400/10+23+Riding+again+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this look like the face of a guy that is depressed?  I didn't think so.  It's funny.  As soon as the weather cleared, so did my mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next (and last) race for me is the Iowa State &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cyclocross&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Championship&lt;/span&gt; in Newton this Sunday.   I'll be there, but don't expect me to be competing for a title.  I'm afraid that's not my thing.  I'll be hanging out, racing my bike (as it were), and watching the next "Cross Out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Crohn's&lt;/span&gt;" raffle winner walk off with all of the fame and fortune that the title carries.  Its been a wonderful year for me, but I'm ready to hand over that sceptre to the next heir to the throne, whoever that might be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all on Sunday - rain or shine!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rx6JruRFz9I/AAAAAAAADXU/tr4XhlSOVpo/s1600-h/10+23+Riding+again+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-6927516062306819721?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/6927516062306819721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=6927516062306819721' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6927516062306819721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6927516062306819721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/10/much-better-now.html' title='Much Better Now'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rx6JreRFz8I/AAAAAAAADXM/VfnUfioY36g/s72-c/10+23+Riding+again+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-315867298844950752</id><published>2007-10-17T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T17:34:41.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed</title><content type='html'>OK.  I admit it.  I'm depressed.  Maybe its because there is only one race left on my calender this year.  Maybe its because I skipped out on the now epic race that everyone will still be talking about years from now.  Or maybe (likely) because we've now had RAIN for 5 days straight!  This sucks.  Oh, well.  I guess my long winter break started a few days early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping for total slop at Newton on the 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;!  I'm gonna be there regardless of the conditions.  I've had my 'cross wimp out for the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-315867298844950752?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/315867298844950752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=315867298844950752' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/315867298844950752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/315867298844950752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/10/depressed.html' title='Depressed'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-2494151603381684096</id><published>2007-10-14T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T10:07:27.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wimp</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;wimp &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–noun 1. a weak, ineffectual, timid person.&lt;br /&gt;—Verb phrase 2. wimp out, a. to be or act like a wimp.  b. to show timidity or cowardice; chicken out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.  I wimped out today and didn't go to the second day of Spooky Cross (more like Rainy Cross).   I'm sitting here drinking coffee and watching rain of biblical proportions falling outside.  The truck is loaded with bike and gear, but I'm not going anywhere.  I've been in total slop races before, and they just aren't any fun.  Total slop days are also expensive.  There is no better way to fry a drivetrain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a wimp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-2494151603381684096?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/2494151603381684096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=2494151603381684096' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2494151603381684096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2494151603381684096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/10/wimp.html' title='Wimp'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-8103318921614778010</id><published>2007-10-13T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T04:59:59.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spooky Cross Day 1</title><content type='html'>Just a brief report on the day.  It was only a little muddy.  I've raced in worse.  In the first couple of laps I was riding with Scott Sumptner and Taylor Web. After a while it was just Taylor and I, as Scott decided that he wanted to go faster.  I chased Taylor until the last lap, when he let me by.  His words at the time, "What took you so long?".  I stayed ahead of him for exactly 1/2 lap minus 2 feet.  I say minus 2 feet because he caught me at the at the line (according the the offical scoring - I'm still not convinced).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy with how the race turned out for me.  I got to hang with some cool peeps.  It was a good day. We'll see how it goes tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-8103318921614778010?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/8103318921614778010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=8103318921614778010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8103318921614778010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8103318921614778010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/10/spooky-cross-day-1.html' title='Spooky Cross Day 1'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-5223280394814846935</id><published>2007-10-12T18:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T18:57:03.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Many Names of Mud</title><content type='html'>With rain in the forecast for the weekend, I was looking into some mud riding tips, and found Dave Carr's Mud Index.  I hope we don't see it this weekend, but here goes: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dave Carr's Mud Index&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mud is ranked on a scale of 0 to 10, zero being hard dry dirt and 10 being liquid water.  Other properties include material content, color, stickiness, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grade 0&lt;/strong&gt; - Dirt, and all facsimiles thereof like adobe, clay, hardpack, dust, rock and pavement. Fails to give your bike and body that virtuous muddy look that lets people know you're a cyclocross god. Not really relevant to a discussion of Mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grade 1&lt;/strong&gt; - Damp Earth.  Nice and soft, tacky.  Makes a pleasant sound as tires roll over it. Fun and effortless to ride on. Ultimate traction. Never separates from the ground, or if it does it doesn't stick to the bike. Your bike could be so clean after a ride that friends think you never went out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grade 2&lt;/strong&gt; - Adobe Clay.  A bad kind of damp earth, found in certain regions of the US. Soft and sticky enough that it sticks to shoes, but doesn't separate from the ground very easily. Slows down the bike and drains a rider's energy without apparent cause.   Low moisture content. Fills the pedal cleats on the shoes, rendering them heavy and useless.  Following a rain, this type quickly transforms into Grade 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grade 3&lt;/strong&gt; - Play-Doh.  Water content is up to about 20-30%, leading to major sticking action. Literally jumps from the earth to your bike. Accretes to the tires, filling the treads. Fills up the tight spots between the tire and frame tubes, and in between the cassette cogs. Causes the bike to gain ten pounds in a matter of minutes. Requires pressure sprayer and brush to remove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grade 4&lt;/strong&gt; - Peanut Butter.  Less sticky than Play-doh; more likely to stay on the ground. Moisture content is up to 40% or so.  This stuff is sticky enough that one can't really plow through it, yet it's slippery and makes it hard to control the bike. Ruts form which may yield to a tire, or send the bike careening off in an unanticipated direction. Requires ferocious pedaling to keep momentum.  Occasionally a piece sticks to the tire and is thrown into the air; subsequently lands on another rider's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grade 5&lt;/strong&gt; - Goo.  About as thick and sticky as the energy gel you eat during a race, only brown and slightly less tasty, and more likely to be lumpy. Like Peanut Butter, Goo stays on the ground, but is less resistant to the advancing tire.  At East Bay CX races this type often includes some content of cow dung or rotting flesh. In more pleasant venues Goo may be found on the verge of a wet grassy area where a few tires have passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grade 6&lt;/strong&gt; - Slime.  This is the level of mud where a rider really begins to have fun. Slime is wet enough that it sticks to everything but doesn't really build up on the bike. Sticks together well enough that it will fly through the air in large masses.  This grade is used in TV commercials for four-wheel drive trucks, in which the truck slides around all over the place shucking mud in every direction.  In a 'cross race, Slime often is found in corners where it can wreak havoc with traction, leading to a slide on your butt on the wet ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grade 7 &lt;/strong&gt;- Glop.  This is the wettest consistency of mud that can still hold a shape. When tires pass through Glop, a furrow is left that heals up slowly over time to a smooth surface. Liquid water may come to the top.  It's better to have thin 'cross tires to slice through this stuff, while fat MTB tires will float and plow and generally make a mess.  Imparts a shiny appearance to bicycle and body parts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grade 8&lt;/strong&gt; - Slop.  The bottom of a very wet mud puddle that is not refreshed by a creek. Still retains some lumpy qualities, unlike Grade 9 Soup. Splatters very nicely and stains clothing better than any other type. Renders your glasses completely opaque. Remember not to smile at your friends after a dunk in this stuff unless you want them to laugh hysterically at the mud between your teeth.  Requires a good hose-off to clean, plus a few cycles in the laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grade 9&lt;/strong&gt; - Soup.  80-90% water, heavily laden with sand, particulate and goo, but without the lumps characteristic of Slop. Scientists might classify this grade as a "Non-Newtonian Fluid."  Typical of a stream crossing where the stream flow isn't fast enough to refresh the mud. Will soak your jersey completely, while leaving the particulate matter all over the front. Doesn't stick to the bike, instead just runs off onto the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grade 10&lt;/strong&gt; - River Water.  Might feature some residual brown color but doesn't stick to anything.  Just wet and cold without any redeeming qualities other than it may loosen up thicker grades of mud from your tires and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen from &lt;a href="http://members.aol.com/napavelo/mud.htm"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;.  There are also some nice pics of that various grades of mud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-5223280394814846935?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/5223280394814846935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=5223280394814846935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5223280394814846935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5223280394814846935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/10/many-names-of-mud.html' title='The Many Names of Mud'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-2271601090532986367</id><published>2007-10-10T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:12.837-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Barrier Hopping Nonsense II</title><content type='html'>I went out for a ride today with &lt;a href="http://www.bryan.moritzcycling.com/"&gt;Bryan &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://bontrageral.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alex&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rw19GVB2dbI/AAAAAAAADWM/NMEDuA3KeY8/s1600-h/10+10+Barrier+Hopping+Nonsense+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119885899067717042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rw19GVB2dbI/AAAAAAAADWM/NMEDuA3KeY8/s400/10+10+Barrier+Hopping+Nonsense+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started at Ada Hayden and went to McFarland Park, where I had stashed my 'cross barriers. Once we got to McFarland and set up a 'cross course, we sent Bryan off as the rabbit. I started off chasing, but that didn't last long. Alex went around me and grabbed Bryan's wheel. After that I was able to keep up only by skipping the run-up on most laps. It was fun to watch from my perspective, until Bryan went down on an off-camber corner with Alex on his wheel. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rw19GlB2dcI/AAAAAAAADWU/DUmb3oOMroM/s1600-h/10+10+Barrier+Hopping+Nonsense+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119885903362684354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rw19GlB2dcI/AAAAAAAADWU/DUmb3oOMroM/s400/10+10+Barrier+Hopping+Nonsense+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to slow down after that, and carried the barriers back to my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rw19HVB2ddI/AAAAAAAADWc/1U0qC5IocxM/s1600-h/10+10+Barrier+Hopping+Nonsense+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119885916247586258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rw19HVB2ddI/AAAAAAAADWc/1U0qC5IocxM/s400/10+10+Barrier+Hopping+Nonsense+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can guess what happened next . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-2271601090532986367?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/2271601090532986367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=2271601090532986367' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2271601090532986367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2271601090532986367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/10/barrier-hopping-nonsense-ii.html' title='Barrier Hopping Nonsense II'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rw19GVB2dbI/AAAAAAAADWM/NMEDuA3KeY8/s72-c/10+10+Barrier+Hopping+Nonsense+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-981499631664856908</id><published>2007-10-09T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T21:32:51.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Barrier Hopping Nonsense</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bryan.moritzcycling.com/"&gt;Bryan &lt;/a&gt;and I are going to meet at the Ada Hayden north Shelter at 4:00 tomorrow. We're gonna be riding 'cross bikes on gravel to McFarland. At Mcfarland we're going to do some more of that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyclocross"&gt;barrier hopping&lt;/a&gt; nonsense. I've got to work on my form so that I can defend my &lt;a href="http://healthyhabitsqc.com/merchant/650/files/2007%20Standings.pdf"&gt;23rd place in the cat 4 ICCS standings&lt;/a&gt; this weekend at &lt;a href="http://www.spookycross.org/"&gt;Spooky Cross&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All are welcome. You don't have to ride a 'cross bike to come with us, and we won't make fun of you if you ride around the barriers. OK, we might have a little fun with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more thing.  Remember this weekend when I told you to go ride your nbike in the nice weather?  It gonna be cold tomorrow (high of 52 with gusty NW winds) so dress the part.  Its time to drag out the &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/01/tough-guy-points.html"&gt;winter riding gear&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-981499631664856908?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/981499631664856908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=981499631664856908' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/981499631664856908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/981499631664856908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/10/barrier-hopping-nonsense.html' title='Barrier Hopping Nonsense'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-258573202040587177</id><published>2007-10-07T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:15.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Fall Ride</title><content type='html'>I went for a fun ride in the local dirt on Saturday.   It had a littel bit of everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some tall grass prairie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rwmah1B2dZI/AAAAAAAADVM/Q9OPUXG35Gk/s1600-h/10+06+ride+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118792357444482450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rwmah1B2dZI/AAAAAAAADVM/Q9OPUXG35Gk/s400/10+06+ride+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some singletrack (natch):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmahlB2dWI/AAAAAAAADU0/th5DCJDmQiQ/s1600-h/10+06+ride+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118792353149515106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmahlB2dWI/AAAAAAAADU0/th5DCJDmQiQ/s400/10+06+ride+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some gravel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmahlB2dXI/AAAAAAAADU8/fKLe6VKlSgY/s1600-h/10+06+ride+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118792353149515122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmahlB2dXI/AAAAAAAADU8/fKLe6VKlSgY/s400/10+06+ride+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmahlB2dYI/AAAAAAAADVE/xm-gUzORRE4/s1600-h/10+06+ride+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little woodland prairie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmaiFB2daI/AAAAAAAADVU/kT_xCqv97DY/s1600-h/10+06+ride+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118792361739449762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmaiFB2daI/AAAAAAAADVU/kT_xCqv97DY/s400/10+06+ride+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some two track:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmaBVB2dRI/AAAAAAAADUM/N3iOeD1YVE8/s1600-h/10+06+ride+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118791799098733842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmaBVB2dRI/AAAAAAAADUM/N3iOeD1YVE8/s400/10+06+ride+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were several nice views of the river:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmaB1B2dSI/AAAAAAAADUU/8t4XWl9gQ6Y/s1600-h/10+06+ride+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118791807688668450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmaB1B2dSI/AAAAAAAADUU/8t4XWl9gQ6Y/s400/10+06+ride+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore my new Oakley Radars with G30 lenses.  These things rock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmaCFB2dTI/AAAAAAAADUc/bFvtQfziyqc/s1600-h/10+06+ride+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118791811983635762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmaCFB2dTI/AAAAAAAADUc/bFvtQfziyqc/s400/10+06+ride+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their field of vision is huge, and you can wear the G30s in everything from full sun to dark shade.  If I could only have one set of sunglasses (the horror!) these would be it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good this I saw this before it saw me.  I wouldn't want to run into it.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmaCVB2dVI/AAAAAAAADUs/sPTYWrko4mc/s1600-h/10+06+ride+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118791816278603090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmaCVB2dVI/AAAAAAAADUs/sPTYWrko4mc/s400/10+06+ride+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Fat Tire has hit the mainstream.  It is now consumed by guys with pickups and gun racks that chuck empties out on the side of the gravel road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmaCFB2dUI/AAAAAAAADUk/Arl8Z5e2zsw/s1600-h/10+06+ride+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118791811983635778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwmaCFB2dUI/AAAAAAAADUk/Arl8Z5e2zsw/s400/10+06+ride+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ride your bike.  These nice days won't last forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-258573202040587177?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/258573202040587177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=258573202040587177' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/258573202040587177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/258573202040587177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/10/nice-fall-ride.html' title='Nice Fall Ride'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rwmah1B2dZI/AAAAAAAADVM/Q9OPUXG35Gk/s72-c/10+06+ride+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-3227857924258895600</id><published>2007-10-01T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:16.938-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Newton Cross Race Report</title><content type='html'>Like I said earlier, two days of 'cross racing took a toll on me. But it's a good kind of tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a little warm for 'cross racing, but you take whatever weather comes along this time of year. Once we got to Newton I was a little anxious to get my bike out and try my new set up on a real 'cross course. The course at Woodland park consisted of triple barrier run-up (two at the bottom, and one at the top), a sand pit, a mud pit, and a bunch on tight, twisty off-camber stuff. I did a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-ride lap with Kyle, where he pointed out spots where roadies would go down on the first lap. He was amazingly accurate. I tried riding the sand pit during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-ride, and was slow, but successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the race started, I got a pretty decent start and tried to stay upright by all of the first lap carnage. I must have seen 6-7 guys on the ground in that one lap. I tried to hold my position going into the sand pit, and ride it while others ran. That was a mistake! With the traffic there was no room to float, and I had to stop riding about halfway through. I lost about 5-6 spots and was seriously red-lined. I got back on and tried to maintain my position. After a few laps I got pretty comfortable on the run-up (although nowhere near as fast as the antelopes). During the race I would gain time in the technical sections,, and give some back on the run-up. I traded spots back and forth with a few guys. Towards the end I was working to hold off one last guy when I dropped my chain carrying my bike into the sand pit. He got by me and I really had to work to get that spot back by the finish. I ended up with a solid mid-pack finish (12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of 22). It was a good hard effort, and (for me) a good result. I'll take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've talked many times about burning matches during a race. You only get so many matches to burn during a race, and when they are gone you are done. Did you know that you can also burn your matches for the whole weekend in one day? I found that out on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course on Sunday was more roadie friendly. It was more wide open, hillier, and much less technical. On the first lap my legs felt absolutely dead. I had nothing left and I hadn't even started. I got passed by all of the guys and most of the girls in the first two laps. I did manage to hold off this one ten year old girl, but even that was work. It was still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Steve Robinson after the race about training for two day events. He said the best training is to just do some multi-day events. Eventually you body learns to recover a little quicker. I guess I'm going to have to try that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of my favorite pictures from the weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan, "Dude, those things go a lot faster if you ride them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwGYh1B2dII/AAAAAAAADTA/NIA21HjEyPs/s1600-h/09+30+Newton+Cross+1+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116538358607541378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwGYh1B2dII/AAAAAAAADTA/NIA21HjEyPs/s400/09+30+Newton+Cross+1+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thad was a little camera shy and tried to hide when I took his picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwGYiFB2dJI/AAAAAAAADTI/fB23Lm9PAeo/s1600-h/09+30+Newton+Cross+1+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116538362902508690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwGYiFB2dJI/AAAAAAAADTI/fB23Lm9PAeo/s400/09+30+Newton+Cross+1+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan wiping his ass during the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwGYi1B2dLI/AAAAAAAADTY/G4839qz1vTs/s1600-h/09+30+Newton+Cross+1+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116538375787410610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwGYi1B2dLI/AAAAAAAADTY/G4839qz1vTs/s400/09+30+Newton+Cross+1+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco getting some air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwGdUFB2dPI/AAAAAAAADT4/V4hXezGbXJo/s1600-h/09+30+newton+cross+2+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116543619942479090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwGdUFB2dPI/AAAAAAAADT4/V4hXezGbXJo/s400/09+30+newton+cross+2+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; doing a "Water or Beer?" hand-up for Rob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwGYiVB2dKI/AAAAAAAADTQ/Yu9SluzLD4w/s1600-h/09+30+Newton+Cross+1+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116538367197476002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwGYiVB2dKI/AAAAAAAADTQ/Yu9SluzLD4w/s400/09+30+Newton+Cross+1+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Rob's view (and Rob's glass) during the race on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwGdUVB2dQI/AAAAAAAADUA/pTGivy41LOw/s1600-h/09+30+Newton+Cross+1+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116543624237446402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwGdUVB2dQI/AAAAAAAADUA/pTGivy41LOw/s400/09+30+Newton+Cross+1+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob never rode anything faster than a rake on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwGYi1B2dMI/AAAAAAAADTg/EUsFq4Da9DU/s1600-h/09+30+Newton+Cross+1+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116538375787410626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwGYi1B2dMI/AAAAAAAADTg/EUsFq4Da9DU/s400/09+30+Newton+Cross+1+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I went out and did about an hour of spinning on the local dirt on my Dos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Niner&lt;/span&gt;. After two days on the skinny tired 'cross bike, even the limited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Niner&lt;/span&gt; suspension felt very soft and comfortable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-3227857924258895600?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/3227857924258895600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=3227857924258895600' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3227857924258895600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3227857924258895600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/10/newton-cross-race-report.html' title='Newton Cross Race Report'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RwGYh1B2dII/AAAAAAAADTA/NIA21HjEyPs/s72-c/09+30+Newton+Cross+1+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-4265051310906770773</id><published>2007-09-30T23:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T23:16:00.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Newton 'Cross Pictures</title><content type='html'>Whew!  Two days of 'cross racing has left me drained.  I'll post all of the gory details later.  Until then, I posted a ton of pictures &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/pcvarnum/NewtonCross1"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to keep you busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-4265051310906770773?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/4265051310906770773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=4265051310906770773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4265051310906770773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4265051310906770773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/09/newton-cross-pictures.html' title='Newton &apos;Cross Pictures'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-7876497464412536923</id><published>2007-09-29T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T09:48:43.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; and I are headed to Newton for two days of 'cross racing, and two days of hanging out.  My bike is ready, and I'm a ready as I'm gonna get.  It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;should be&lt;/span&gt; fun.  I hope it don't rain.  But if it does, so what.  It's 'cross after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking my good camera, so hopefully I'll come home with a few good shots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt; . . . I just heard thunder . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-7876497464412536923?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/7876497464412536923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=7876497464412536923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7876497464412536923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7876497464412536923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/09/cross-weekend.html' title='Cross Weekend'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-1899342774328571263</id><published>2007-09-25T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T19:30:30.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gravel/Cross tomorrow</title><content type='html'>I plan on doing a couple of hours of gravel on my 'cross bike tomorrow afternoon if anyone is interested in joining me. I'll be at the north shelter at Ada Hayden at 4:00. All are welcome. If the mood strikes, we could ride by my place, grab my portable barriers, and do some 'cross racing/riding in McFarland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a beautiful day! Don't miss it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-1899342774328571263?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/1899342774328571263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=1899342774328571263' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1899342774328571263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1899342774328571263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/09/gravelcross-tomorrow.html' title='Gravel/Cross tomorrow'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-4680665433728608921</id><published>2007-09-23T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:18.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Squirrel's Nest Time Trial</title><content type='html'>I went to Des &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Moines&lt;/span&gt; for Chris &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Maharry's&lt;/span&gt; time trial today.  What a cool event this has become!  There was donuts, coffee, sports drinks, gels, and ton of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;schwag&lt;/span&gt;.  This year the event was held at Green wood park.  It doesn't have same level of intrigue that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Targhetto&lt;/span&gt; does, but the trails are pretty sweet.  Those guys have been working hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several team 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ers&lt;/span&gt; line up for the start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RvczrVB2X9I/AAAAAAAACoQ/hiEsiOVoc-Y/s1600-h/09+23+Squirrels+nest+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113612721374781394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RvczrVB2X9I/AAAAAAAACoQ/hiEsiOVoc-Y/s400/09+23+Squirrels+nest+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hansen was looking very alert today.  Apparently he lost a couple of fingers in an industrial accident.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RvczrlB2X-I/AAAAAAAACoY/-U78IGLSXDA/s1600-h/09+23+Squirrels+nest+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113612725669748706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RvczrlB2X-I/AAAAAAAACoY/-U78IGLSXDA/s400/09+23+Squirrels+nest+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete, Rob, and Sterling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rvczr1B2X_I/AAAAAAAACog/YIVNLbih474/s1600-h/09+23+Squirrels+nest+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113612729964716018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rvczr1B2X_I/AAAAAAAACog/YIVNLbih474/s400/09+23+Squirrels+nest+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out, rode the course, and had fun.  Nothing I could do would put me at the front, and nothing I did would make a difference to the season's points.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rare smile for the camera from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RvczcFB2X4I/AAAAAAAACno/ypNO3Rspy9Y/s1600-h/09+23+Squirrels+nest+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113612459381776258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RvczcFB2X4I/AAAAAAAACno/ypNO3Rspy9Y/s400/09+23+Squirrels+nest+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce enjoys a pastry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RvczcVB2X5I/AAAAAAAACnw/C7lXfXIK1KM/s1600-h/09+23+Squirrels+nest+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113612463676743570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RvczcVB2X5I/AAAAAAAACnw/C7lXfXIK1KM/s400/09+23+Squirrels+nest+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.  This is an IQ test question.  Can you spot the progression? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RvczcVB2X6I/AAAAAAAACn4/QGEFHegWBu8/s1600-h/09+23+Squirrels+nest+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113612463676743586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RvczcVB2X6I/AAAAAAAACn4/QGEFHegWBu8/s400/09+23+Squirrels+nest+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer:  Shaved, hairy, shaved, hairy.  I would have also accepted Old, younger, younger, youngest.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Maharry&lt;/span&gt; announces the winners, and there is a mad stroll for the prize table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RvczclB2X8I/AAAAAAAACoI/aDfoV-6N4jc/s1600-h/09+23+Squirrels+nest+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113612467971710914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RvczclB2X8I/AAAAAAAACoI/aDfoV-6N4jc/s400/09+23+Squirrels+nest+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excited crowd looks on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RvczclB2X7I/AAAAAAAACoA/3ciL9VvKchw/s1600-h/09+23+Squirrels+nest+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113612467971710898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RvczclB2X7I/AAAAAAAACoA/3ciL9VvKchw/s400/09+23+Squirrels+nest+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we met at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Rassy&lt;/span&gt; for some food, tasty beverages, and an awards ceremony the the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;IMBCS&lt;/span&gt;.  I got 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; place in Sport Open this season.  How did I do that, you ask?  By showing up at all of the races.  It's just that simple.  Sure I sucked at several (most) of them.  But I was there.  Things fell as they should, because in most races I couldn't catch the guys in from of me (Bruce Reese, Bruce Brown, and Kyle Williams).  Kyle and I were neck and neck early in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;season&lt;/span&gt;, but as he got better I got worse.  Bruce Brown got me in every race expect one.  I can remember being in front of Bruce Reese exactly twice  . . . once at the start of the Sylvan Island, and once during the Iowa Games . . . both proud moments for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pleased to see that they recognized everyone that qualified for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;IMBCS&lt;/span&gt; points this year.   I wasn't expecting that.  Sadly, there weren't very many of us.  Oh, well.  Maybe next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-4680665433728608921?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/4680665433728608921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=4680665433728608921' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4680665433728608921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4680665433728608921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/09/squirrels-nest-time-trial.html' title='Squirrel&apos;s Nest Time Trial'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RvczrVB2X9I/AAAAAAAACoQ/hiEsiOVoc-Y/s72-c/09+23+Squirrels+nest+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-2109697838408419903</id><published>2007-09-17T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:19.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready for 'Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've spent the last few days making a few tweaks to my &lt;a href="http://www.specialized.com/bc/SBCBkModel.jsp?spid=22303"&gt;'cross bike&lt;/a&gt;.  Regular readers will remember that this is the &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2006/10/power-of-positive-thinking.html"&gt;bike that I won &lt;/a&gt;at last year's 'cross state championship, so the bike doesn't owe me anything.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took off the stock fork and repaced it with a &lt;a href="http://winwoodbike.com/dustycross.html"&gt;Winwood Dusty&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ru8hq24IVHI/AAAAAAAACng/CzbxReK6k-0/s1600-h/09+15+TriCross+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111341122257966194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ru8hq24IVHI/AAAAAAAACng/CzbxReK6k-0/s400/09+15+TriCross+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stock fork was a heavy pig.  The swap resulted in about a 3/4 pound weight savings.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also replaced the stock chainring gearing with a &lt;a href="http://www.salsacycles.com/chainrings.html"&gt;42 tooth Salsa &lt;/a&gt;single chainring, a &lt;a href="http://cyclocrossworld.stores.yahoo.net/spookalchain.html"&gt;Wetzikon&lt;/a&gt; outer chain guard (both from &lt;a href="http://cyclocrossworld.com/"&gt;cyclocrossworld.com&lt;/a&gt;), and the stock chain watcher on the inside.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ru8hHG4IVGI/AAAAAAAACnY/3MY2Wyf2FiE/s1600-h/09+15+TriCross+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111340508077642850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ru8hHG4IVGI/AAAAAAAACnY/3MY2Wyf2FiE/s400/09+15+TriCross+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never understood the stock Specialized gearing (34-48).  That is just nuts.  The 34 is mostly too weak for anything, and the 48 is way to strong (although it did work pretty well for gravel).  But it would have sucked in a 'cross race.  I could see having to jump from little to big ring several times each lap.  I suppose Specialized is trying to be all things to all people, and all gearing to all people.  It is much better now.  I've ridden it for a few days in most types of conditions I'll see in a 'cross race, and I'm very happy with the result.       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also slapped on a Thomson Masterpiece seat post that I won in a race earlier this year.  Sweet.  The Thomson post feels like a feather compared to the stock (carbon) post.   &lt;a href="http://bontrageral.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alex &lt;/a&gt;said the carbon post might be carbon clad aluminum.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ru8hGm4IVDI/AAAAAAAACnA/YCYUwESS4wg/s1600-h/09+15+TriCross+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111340499487708210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ru8hGm4IVDI/AAAAAAAACnA/YCYUwESS4wg/s400/09+15+TriCross+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was snapping pictures, I took one of the top tube.  The TriCross has a unique top tube shape that is much more comfortable when shouldering the bike during long run-ups.  It is flat on the bottom.  Really!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ru8hHG4IVFI/AAAAAAAACnQ/NAgktVFwqCY/s1600-h/09+15+TriCross+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111340508077642834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ru8hHG4IVFI/AAAAAAAACnQ/NAgktVFwqCY/s400/09+15+TriCross+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall the bike dropped more than a pound because of the upgrades, and is now under 20 pounds.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I just need to get a&lt;a href="http://two-wheels.michelin.com/2w/front/index.jsp?codeRubrique=2092004115406&amp;amp;codePage=2092004115406_10092004150554&amp;amp;lang=EN"&gt; set of these&lt;/a&gt;, mounted on a set of &lt;a href="http://www.mavic.com/road/products/Ksyrium-SL.995720.aspx"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;, and I'll be set.  I'm going to be the slowest guy out there on a fast bike, but that's OK.  It will still be a boat load of fun!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-2109697838408419903?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/2109697838408419903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=2109697838408419903' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2109697838408419903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2109697838408419903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/09/getting-ready-for-cross.html' title='Getting Ready for &apos;Cross'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ru8hq24IVHI/AAAAAAAACng/CzbxReK6k-0/s72-c/09+15+TriCross+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-5441676513509919375</id><published>2007-09-12T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:20.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cycling Trifecta</title><content type='html'>I went out for a gravel ride with &lt;a href="http://www.bryan.moritzcycling.com/"&gt;Bryan &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://bontrageral.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alex &lt;/a&gt;this afternoon.  I took them out on some of my favorite gravel routes.  It rocked.  They rocked. I sucked.  Oh, well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a few pics.  &lt;a href="http://www.bryan.moritzcycling.com/"&gt;Bryan &lt;/a&gt;borrowed my Rig to see what this whole mountain biking thing was about:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuiuoG4IU-I/AAAAAAAACmY/YXxTJqBJfHE/s1600-h/09+12+Gravel+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109525781315867618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuiuoG4IU-I/AAAAAAAACmY/YXxTJqBJfHE/s400/09+12+Gravel+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bontrageral.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alex &lt;/a&gt;rockin' on the 'crosscheck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuiuoW4IU_I/AAAAAAAACmg/TezxMIwx0lY/s1600-h/09+12+Gravel+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109525785610834930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuiuoW4IU_I/AAAAAAAACmg/TezxMIwx0lY/s400/09+12+Gravel+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!  We got &lt;a href="http://www.bryan.moritzcycling.com/"&gt;Bryan &lt;/a&gt;to ride a mountain bike on single track!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ruiuom4IVAI/AAAAAAAACmo/qx8PgreUy1o/s1600-h/09+12+Gravel+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109525789905802242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ruiuom4IVAI/AAAAAAAACmo/qx8PgreUy1o/s400/09+12+Gravel+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex descending on the 'crosscheck.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ruiuo24IVBI/AAAAAAAACmw/1Zht_101fy4/s1600-h/09+12+Gravel+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109525794200769554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ruiuo24IVBI/AAAAAAAACmw/1Zht_101fy4/s400/09+12+Gravel+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a couple of hours of gravel and single track.  To complete the trifecta, we did a little pavement going back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ruiuo24IVCI/AAAAAAAACm4/GqjCuRYL7c8/s1600-h/09+12+Gravel+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109525794200769570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Ruiuo24IVCI/AAAAAAAACm4/GqjCuRYL7c8/s400/09+12+Gravel+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We are doing it again next Wednesday if you are interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-5441676513509919375?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/5441676513509919375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=5441676513509919375' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5441676513509919375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5441676513509919375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/09/cycling-trifecta.html' title='Cycling Trifecta'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuiuoG4IU-I/AAAAAAAACmY/YXxTJqBJfHE/s72-c/09+12+Gravel+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-7519707734894378627</id><published>2007-09-11T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:57:27.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nite Ridin' Report</title><content type='html'>Well, it almost worked out.  &lt;a href="http://andrew-carney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carney&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://fortyonethirty.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marc&lt;/a&gt;, myself, and a few others headed north through town and ended up at Ada Hayden, where we had to stop and fix a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fixie&lt;/span&gt; (good thing we had a &lt;a href="http://fortyonethirty.blogspot.com/"&gt;bike shop guy &lt;/a&gt;along).  It was getting pretty dark, but we continued up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Arrasmith&lt;/span&gt; trail.  Carney and I were the only ones with lights, so we kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;herded&lt;/span&gt; the others along.  We ended up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; sac hell.  With this limited lights, we rode in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; sac circles for a while.  Several of the guys were on skinny tired &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fixies&lt;/span&gt; (not conducive to gravel), so we parted ways.  I headed for home, and Carney was their beacon for the ride home.  It was funny to watch them ride away.  They were all like moths to his flame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am doing some 'cross bike gravel grinding with &lt;a href="http://www.bryan.moritzcycling.com/"&gt;Bryan&lt;/a&gt;.  We are leaving from the north shelter house at Ada Hayden at 4:00 and plan to be out for 2-3 hours.  You are welcome to join us if you wish.  And you don't have to be on a 'cross bike neither.  Mountain bike, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fixie&lt;/span&gt;, single speed, roadie, we don't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-7519707734894378627?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/7519707734894378627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=7519707734894378627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7519707734894378627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7519707734894378627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/09/nite-ridin-report.html' title='Nite Ridin&apos; Report'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-3976699720101283864</id><published>2007-09-11T15:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T15:38:07.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Ridin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://andrew-carney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carney &lt;/a&gt;and I are going to try to hijack the Fixie ride tonight.   When they aren't paying attention, we are going to lead them off into the country for some gravel and trails.  Bring your lights!.  Carney won some new NiteRider lights at the Boone 24 and he is itching to use them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If things go according to plan we might stop at my place for a bevvie or two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-3976699720101283864?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/3976699720101283864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=3976699720101283864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3976699720101283864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3976699720101283864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/09/night-ridin.html' title='Night Ridin&apos;'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-7240657315055100086</id><published>2007-09-08T21:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:21.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Bottom Root Fest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I made my first trip to Sugar Bottom today. The race was cancelled last year because of politics, so, this was my first chance to race here. The course is long, with 10 miles of twisty, tight singletrack. Mostly not too hilly, but really friggin rough, with lots and lots of exposed roots. People had told my that, and I thought I was prepared for it, but I had no idea. I think I've got a new least-favorite course on the IMBCS circuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hansen showed up to race expert for the first time, and lined up between Jay Cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuNhmOPp4_I/AAAAAAAAClI/lN4zT1uZUEs/s1600-h/2007_09080007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuS5N-Pp5DI/AAAAAAAACl4/nO9J-7kaaQg/s1600-h/2007_09080006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108411527043081266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuS5N-Pp5DI/AAAAAAAACl4/nO9J-7kaaQg/s400/2007_09080006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the usual suspectes were here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuNhmePp5AI/AAAAAAAAClQ/k82Nyt6OLao/s1600-h/2007_09080011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuS5OOPp5EI/AAAAAAAACmA/zhFEBcXiiQU/s1600-h/2007_09080011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108411531338048578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuS5OOPp5EI/AAAAAAAACmA/zhFEBcXiiQU/s400/2007_09080011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to start off fast and stay in front of a few guys, but if I wasn't keeping pace with the guy in front of me, I'd let them by. After I'd let about 50 guys by, and was getting really tired of the friggin roots, I slowed down some and settled into a (slow) pace. Here's a tip - the roots don't hurt as much when you slow down, so that's what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my finish line picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuNhmuPp5BI/AAAAAAAAClY/SW1EgzP7EGo/s1600-h/2007_09080012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuS5OePp5FI/AAAAAAAACmI/OrNxarG8-W8/s1600-h/2007_09080012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108411535633015890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuS5OePp5FI/AAAAAAAACmI/OrNxarG8-W8/s400/2007_09080012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two laps - nearly three hours! That's a pretty long sport race. I think there were quite a few DNFs. Even the fast sport guys were in the 2:10 range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hansen relaxes after the race with a bevvie. Did you think he wouldn't have one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuS5OuPp5GI/AAAAAAAACmQ/_SPHF3p-By8/s1600-h/2007_09080015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108411539927983202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuS5OuPp5GI/AAAAAAAACmQ/_SPHF3p-By8/s400/2007_09080015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuNhmuPp5CI/AAAAAAAAClg/ZngR4mk6dcc/s1600-h/2007_09080015.jpg"&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/31190669-7240657315055100086?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/7240657315055100086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=7240657315055100086' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7240657315055100086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7240657315055100086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/09/sugar-bottom-root-fest.html' title='Sugar Bottom Root Fest'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuS5N-Pp5DI/AAAAAAAACl4/nO9J-7kaaQg/s72-c/2007_09080006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-491658276501443686</id><published>2007-09-07T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:25.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catchin Up</title><content type='html'>I'm finally caught up with my other duties, so here is the promised blog dump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIqwOPp4uI/AAAAAAAACjA/sTCbnvvAlqQ/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107691935337407202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIqwOPp4uI/AAAAAAAACjA/sTCbnvvAlqQ/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boone 24 pre-race meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIqwuPp4vI/AAAAAAAACjI/_3LStDm_rGk/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107691943927341810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIqwuPp4vI/AAAAAAAACjI/_3LStDm_rGk/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the starting line.  Where are are their bikes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIqxOPp4wI/AAAAAAAACjQ/F5skxkPSFZU/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107691952517276418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIqxOPp4wI/AAAAAAAACjQ/F5skxkPSFZU/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron had a tounh time firing the starting gun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIqxOPp4xI/AAAAAAAACjY/Bj_D-3lp4wY/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107691952517276434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIqxOPp4xI/AAAAAAAACjY/Bj_D-3lp4wY/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hansen stopped by to check out the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIqxuPp4yI/AAAAAAAACjg/5hFUUcp8-8c/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107691961107211042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIqxuPp4yI/AAAAAAAACjg/5hFUUcp8-8c/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt, Bruce, Rob, and Chris. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrJOPp4zI/AAAAAAAACjo/QA1ZigyPVmk/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107692364834136882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrJOPp4zI/AAAAAAAACjo/QA1ZigyPVmk/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob taking a break by the light of the tiki torches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrJePp40I/AAAAAAAACjw/NzIm4gOX8vA/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107692369129104194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrJePp40I/AAAAAAAACjw/NzIm4gOX8vA/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bike world guys stop by to say hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrJuPp41I/AAAAAAAACj4/f8wimQf8M94/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107692373424071506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrJuPp41I/AAAAAAAACj4/f8wimQf8M94/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thad cuts the cheese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrJuPp42I/AAAAAAAACkA/y3KsfBhgL1w/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107692373424071522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrJuPp42I/AAAAAAAACkA/y3KsfBhgL1w/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatta ya trying to do?  Kill me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrJ-Pp43I/AAAAAAAACkI/4T5y4B9naZQ/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107692377719038834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrJ-Pp43I/AAAAAAAACkI/4T5y4B9naZQ/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangin out at the Mercy campfire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIryuPp49I/AAAAAAAACk4/wLk5K2N4ySg/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107693077798708178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIryuPp49I/AAAAAAAACk4/wLk5K2N4ySg/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team 14 tiki torches from the air.  Things looked pretty fuzzy by this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrk-Pp44I/AAAAAAAACkQ/af1WCm0bg5Y/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107692841575506818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrk-Pp44I/AAAAAAAACkQ/af1WCm0bg5Y/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things looked much better in the morning.  Bryan stopped by to see what he missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrlOPp46I/AAAAAAAACkg/lb8eJVP5_wg/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107692845870474146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrlOPp46I/AAAAAAAACkg/lb8eJVP5_wg/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was the Tuesday fixie ride with Cory, Marc, Emily, and some guy I didn't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed for a bridge in the middle of nowhere with some Guinness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrluPp48I/AAAAAAAACkw/TFMVusLohAs/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107692854460408770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrluPp48I/AAAAAAAACkw/TFMVusLohAs/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrluPp47I/AAAAAAAACko/U0hS4vpSBAE/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107692854460408754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIrluPp47I/AAAAAAAACko/U0hS4vpSBAE/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Emily ended up in a heap on Lincoln way after trying to bunny hop a curb.  Marc and I try to direct oncoming traffic, while she untangled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we hit a pub down town.  Good times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIryuPp4-I/AAAAAAAAClA/9W15gsAIREQ/s1600-h/09+07+blog+dump+1+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107693077798708194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIryuPp4-I/AAAAAAAAClA/9W15gsAIREQ/s400/09+07+blog+dump+1+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up tomorrow in the Sugar Bottom Scramble.  Never been there.  'Bout time.  Better go to Bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-491658276501443686?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/491658276501443686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=491658276501443686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/491658276501443686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/491658276501443686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/09/catchin-up.html' title='Catchin Up'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RuIqwOPp4uI/AAAAAAAACjA/sTCbnvvAlqQ/s72-c/09+07+blog+dump+1+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-1263713989788750216</id><published>2007-09-04T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T17:35:01.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Working on it!</title><content type='html'>I can't count the number of people that asked about my blog this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is everything OK?" &lt;br /&gt;"Is there anything we can do?" &lt;br /&gt;"Can we bring a covered dish to the wake?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, the blog is OK.  I've got pictures from the Boone 24, and I will post them soon (although I expect most are dull and out of focus, 'cause that's how my weekend went).  Big fun was had by all that attended.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some stuff going on, and that has to be at the top of my list right now.  I'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-1263713989788750216?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/1263713989788750216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=1263713989788750216' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1263713989788750216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1263713989788750216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-working-on-it.html' title='I&apos;m Working on it!'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-4630419278298961155</id><published>2007-08-20T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T09:12:57.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of an Era</title><content type='html'>I got an e-mail from &lt;a href="http://thadneil.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thad &lt;/a&gt;his morning announcing the &lt;a href="http://thadneil.blogspot.com/2007/08/cashin-in-my-chips.html"&gt;end of Team 14 &lt;/a&gt;as we know it. It is sad day. But I know, I mean I really, really know where he is coming from. This sport takes a toll on any relationship that is not a cycling relationship. In order to succeed (or be mediocre, in my case) you must spend a tremendous amount of time on the bike year 'round. If you spend that much time on a bike, you are going to alienate a few friends and family members off the bike. I know that because I've done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that only counts the time on the bike. There is a huge time committment related to running a bike team. I got a taste of that because Thad allowed me to manage the&lt;a href="http://team14cycling.blogspot.com/"&gt; Team 14 &lt;/a&gt;mountain bike squad this year. It was great fun, but at the same time it was a tremendous responsibility, and more of a time committment than I had anticipated. So I can totally relate to where Thad is coming from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so easy to get wrapped up in a hobby (after all, this is just a hobby, right?), and in doing that we neglect those that are closest to us. It is also difficult to find balance when you are also struggling with the desire to succeed. I've gone through it several times in my life with several different hobbies.  It doesn't help that I have some &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Obsessive-compulsive_disorder"&gt;OCD &lt;/a&gt;tendencies. When I get into something, I GET INTO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frequent readers will remember my &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2006/12/tagged.html"&gt;TAGGED&lt;/a&gt; post from last winter. My &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Modus_operandi"&gt;MO&lt;/a&gt; with hobbies is to jump into them with both feet, then lose interest after a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I in the twilight of my bike racing career? I don't think so, but time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-4630419278298961155?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/4630419278298961155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=4630419278298961155' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4630419278298961155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4630419278298961155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/08/then-end-of-era.html' title='The End of an Era'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-3046031179909636916</id><published>2007-08-11T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T23:33:08.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Hollow Supplanter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/371/2461/1600/11%2004%20TOBASCO%20054.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/371/2461/1600/11%2004%20TOBASCO%20054.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went for a ride this morning with &lt;a href="http://hollowsupplanter.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cory&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bontrageral.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alex&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://happytraining.blogspot.com/"&gt;OP&lt;/a&gt; as a way to say farewell to Cory. He is leaving for Oregon tomorrow morning to follow his dreams. I admire that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember first meeting Cory nearly two years ago. I was headed out on a training ride with another guy. We ran into Cory as we were leaving town, and invited him along. It was on that ride that I found out that Cory and I worked at the same place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A short time after that I saw him posting on &lt;a href="http://forums.mtbr.com/"&gt;MTBR &lt;/a&gt;about &lt;a href="http://transiowa.blogspot.com/"&gt;TransIowa&lt;/a&gt;, and I suggested we do a few training rides. He was also the one that inspired me to start a blog. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is sad to lose a local ridding buddy, but great to see him going out in to the world to seek his fortune. Such is life living in a college town. Sigh . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Luck Cory! &lt;/div&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/31190669-3046031179909636916?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/3046031179909636916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=3046031179909636916' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3046031179909636916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3046031179909636916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/08/farewell-hollow-supplanter.html' title='Farewell Hollow Supplanter'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-6415122633042972432</id><published>2007-08-11T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T22:45:53.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coast to Coast Memoirs</title><content type='html'>Local fast guy and friend Andrew Carney has a &lt;a href="http://andrew-carney.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-lookanother-oceani-guess-were-done.html"&gt;write-up on his blog &lt;/a&gt;about he and his brother's unsupported coast to coast bike ride last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool stuff. If I was about 25 years younger . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-6415122633042972432?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/6415122633042972432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=6415122633042972432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6415122633042972432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6415122633042972432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/08/coast-to-coast-memiors.html' title='Coast to Coast Memoirs'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-120867273179793587</id><published>2007-08-08T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:25.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Wimp</title><content type='html'>I bailed on the Webster City group ride tonight because I'm a wimp. I looked at the radar about 4:30 and it looked pretty iffy, so I pulled the plug. I called Nick and told him I was gonna be a no-show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I rode some local gravel, so that when mother nature decided to unleash her fury I could make a mad dash for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rrpu6t4UjnI/AAAAAAAACic/HGoeQQw4QQ8/s1600-h/08+08+Storm+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096507883350429298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rrpu6t4UjnI/AAAAAAAACic/HGoeQQw4QQ8/s400/08+08+Storm+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;During the ride, things looked pretty ugly, but I stayed dry.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm a wimp. Maybe next time.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-120867273179793587?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/120867273179793587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=120867273179793587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/120867273179793587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/120867273179793587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-wimp.html' title='I&apos;m a Wimp'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rrpu6t4UjnI/AAAAAAAACic/HGoeQQw4QQ8/s72-c/08+08+Storm+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-3859409920114267417</id><published>2007-08-07T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T22:52:17.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>35W Bridge Collapse</title><content type='html'>The link below is an account from a Minneapolis cyclist that was one of the first on the scene at the 35W bridge collapse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.startribune.com/slideshows/rich_media/1344505.html"&gt;http://www.startribune.com/slideshows/rich_media/1344505.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you know, I work for the &lt;a href="http://www.iowadot.gov/"&gt;Iowa DOT&lt;/a&gt;, so this hits a little close to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I lifted the story from &lt;a href="http://jedionabike.blogspot.com/2007/08/cyclists-account.html"&gt;CVO&lt;/a&gt;'s blog, 'cause it brought a tear to my eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-3859409920114267417?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/3859409920114267417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=3859409920114267417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3859409920114267417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/3859409920114267417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/08/35w-bridge-collapse.html' title='35W Bridge Collapse'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-6757891757705000995</id><published>2007-08-07T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T20:17:14.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Headed to the City</title><content type='html'>I'm headed for the city.  Webster City that is, for the Wednesday night group ride with some &lt;a href="http://team14cycling.blogspot.com/"&gt;Team 14&lt;/a&gt; mates.  If you were reading the comments (as if anyone reads the comments), you would already know that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All are welcome.  If you would like to go, let me know (515-290-7789).  I'll be leaving from my place at around 4:30, in order to make it up there in time for the 5:30 start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-6757891757705000995?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/6757891757705000995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=6757891757705000995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6757891757705000995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6757891757705000995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/08/headed-to-city.html' title='Headed to the City'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-2116551144935552817</id><published>2007-08-05T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:26.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Road</title><content type='html'>Here's shot of something a little different:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RrXt2t4UjmI/AAAAAAAACiU/XsvFF8ucPcY/s1600-h/08-05-07_0949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095240077724126818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RrXt2t4UjmI/AAAAAAAACiU/XsvFF8ucPcY/s400/08-05-07_0949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's me out riding my road bike without a number on my back.  I think that it has probably been a couple of months since i took my road bike and just went riding around.  With the rains of the last two of days it will be another day until I can get back on the dirt, and maybe by this afternoon the gravel will be ridable again.  So, this morning pavement was all I had.  Not riding was out of the question, as I was already slipping into another lazy streak.  A couple of off days of because of family stuff + a rain day = I have to ride today.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I just didn't ride around.  I did a warmup, and some tempo work on the Gilbert loop, worked on my tuck going into the wind, tried to attack on all the hills, and managed to close a 1/2 mile gap on another bike in a 3 mile span (the old guy on the &lt;a href="http://www.simpsonsports.com/pgbikemain3wheels22%20red.jpg"&gt;trike &lt;/a&gt;never knew what hit him).   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also remembered my chat with &lt;a href="http://alwaysonthebike.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chris Hansen &lt;/a&gt;this weekend (he was trying to talk me into going to the state road race over by the Mississippi), and he was talking about the importance of sprint work when doing crits.  Coming out of every corner in a crit turns into a mini-sprint just to hang on - especially if your cornering needs as much work as mine does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I was out this morning, I tried doing some sprint excersizes.  After I had done my other work, and was already tired (like in a race), I put it at about 17 mph, and about 60 cadence.  From there I did an out of the saddle sprint until I was out of gas.  Rinse and repeat.  After few miles of those, I was cooked.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be doing that again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-2116551144935552817?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/2116551144935552817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=2116551144935552817' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2116551144935552817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2116551144935552817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/08/on-road.html' title='On the Road'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RrXt2t4UjmI/AAAAAAAACiU/XsvFF8ucPcY/s72-c/08-05-07_0949.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-8590963926699057728</id><published>2007-07-30T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:26.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Training</title><content type='html'>It's not really cross training, as it is training for cyclocross. I took my 'cross bike out this afternoon for an easy spin to flush the legs out after the weekend's abuse. After a spin around the park, I put the bike on my shoulder and ran home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rq6q694UjlI/AAAAAAAACiM/DhBSclDQib0/s1600-h/07+29+7+Oaks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093196158622535250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rq6q694UjlI/AAAAAAAACiM/DhBSclDQib0/s400/07+29+7+Oaks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good workout, and gives the neighbors something to talk about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-8590963926699057728?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/8590963926699057728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=8590963926699057728' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8590963926699057728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8590963926699057728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/07/cross-training.html' title='Cross Training'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rq6q694UjlI/AAAAAAAACiM/DhBSclDQib0/s72-c/07+29+7+Oaks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-2062488456636045213</id><published>2007-07-30T06:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:27.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Oaks</title><content type='html'>I went out to &lt;a href="http://www.sevenoaksrec.com/pages1/mtb.html"&gt;Seven Oaks &lt;/a&gt;to do a few laps in a continued effort to shake off the cobwebs that accumulated during my mid-season break. My companions for the day were &lt;a href="http://team14cycling.blogspot.com/"&gt;Team 14 &lt;/a&gt;mates Nick and Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rq3Nct4UjjI/AAAAAAAACh4/Gd862DP2ETI/s1600-h/07+29+7+Oaks+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092952646861753906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rq3Nct4UjjI/AAAAAAAACh4/Gd862DP2ETI/s400/07+29+7+Oaks+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick is well known in Iowa mountain biking circles – everyone has met Nick. Aaron is a young mountain biker that has shown some real promise lately. He recently won a Gold medal in the &lt;a href="http://iowagames.org/SummerGames/MountainBiking.aspx"&gt;Iowa Games mountain bike &lt;/a&gt;race a couple of weekends ago. He has a background in track and cross-country, so endurance sports are not new to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all met up in the parking lot and took off on the course. &lt;a href="http://www.sevenoaksrec.com/pages1/mtb.html"&gt;Seven Oaks &lt;/a&gt;is in great condition right now. The tread is perfect, the moisture content is perfect, and everything is pretty well maintained. Aaron led, with Nick and I taking turns chasing him. Aaron had no trouble staying in front of me. He didn’t even look like he got winded doing it. Nick and I got a good workout chasing Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rq3Ncd4UjhI/AAAAAAAACho/lQ2kypmG30k/s1600-h/07+29+7+Oaks+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092952642566786578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rq3Ncd4UjhI/AAAAAAAACho/lQ2kypmG30k/s400/07+29+7+Oaks+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first lap, Nick stayed in the chalet to watch the end of the Firecracker 400 (wtf?), while Aaron and I rode another lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rq3OpN4UjkI/AAAAAAAACiA/lZf7gDbRsow/s1600-h/07+29+7+Oaks+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092953961121746498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rq3OpN4UjkI/AAAAAAAACiA/lZf7gDbRsow/s400/07+29+7+Oaks+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was right after Nick told me he'd rather watch cars going in circles than ride his bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling pretty good this lap. My legs had opened up some, and I was keeping up with Aaron on the flats (on the hills - not so much).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went over the bars. I happened so fast I didn’t have time to prepare (probably lucky). I was setting up for the G-out, and in my approach I clipped a tree with my bars, and I went head first into a mulch pit. Lucky for me it was nice, soft mulch. I got up, brushed myself off, took inventory of my bits, and headed back down the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta give a shout out for my &lt;a href="http://oakley.com/halfjacket"&gt;Oakley Half-Jackets&lt;/a&gt;. This is the second time that I have pile driven them into the ground (the first was at &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/06/well-i-raced-at-council-bluffs-in.html"&gt;Lewis and Clark&lt;/a&gt;). In both cases I landed face first, and I just assumed that the glasses were destroyed in the crash. In both cases the glasses came out unscathed. I’ll stop short of calling them indestructible, but they are pretty darn durable. They are definitely more durable than I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-2062488456636045213?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/2062488456636045213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=2062488456636045213' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2062488456636045213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/2062488456636045213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/07/seven-oaks.html' title='Seven Oaks'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/Rq3Nct4UjjI/AAAAAAAACh4/Gd862DP2ETI/s72-c/07+29+7+Oaks+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-9162441619204839161</id><published>2007-07-28T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:27.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Return to Gravel</title><content type='html'>I went for a gravel ride this morning to shake out the cobwebs. It worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RqwCwd4UjgI/AAAAAAAAChg/lKeKUxzqmlg/s1600-h/07+28+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092448310327021058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RqwCwd4UjgI/AAAAAAAAChg/lKeKUxzqmlg/s400/07+28+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 cars, 2 trucks, 6 dogs, 6 horses, and 3 hours.  Beautiful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to &lt;a href="http://www.sevenoaksrec.com/pages1/mtb.html"&gt;Boone &lt;/a&gt;to do a few laps tomorrow around 1:15 if you are interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-9162441619204839161?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/9162441619204839161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=9162441619204839161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/9162441619204839161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/9162441619204839161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/07/return-to-gravel.html' title='Return to Gravel'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RqwCwd4UjgI/AAAAAAAAChg/lKeKUxzqmlg/s72-c/07+28+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-4639558861277180854</id><published>2007-07-23T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:27.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little OT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try to keep this blog on topic, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ocassionally&lt;/span&gt; I stray. Today is one of those days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a new addition to the family! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RqVezd4UjdI/AAAAAAAAChI/xdFYnYgsfLk/s1600-h/07+23+Charlie+2+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090579192099409362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RqVezd4UjdI/AAAAAAAAChI/xdFYnYgsfLk/s400/07+23+Charlie+2+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;He is a 70 lb slobber monster that Keaton has named Charlie (I voted for a manly name like "Duke", but was voted down).  He is a two years old &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Labradoodle"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;labradoodle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Previously he belonged to an older &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gentleman&lt;/span&gt; who passed away.  Needless to say he has some separation anxiety issues that we are working through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; and I lost a dog a few years ago (he had been with me for 16 years), and it was very hard on both of us. We decided to wait a few&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RqViNt4UjeI/AAAAAAAAChQ/YCgoTa8T0iY/s1600-h/07+23+Charlie+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; years to take on another one. With Christy's retirement, now is a good time. They have bonded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RqViaN4UjfI/AAAAAAAAChY/Lk-tGTzvOd4/s1600-h/07+23+Charlie+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090583156354223602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RqViaN4UjfI/AAAAAAAAChY/Lk-tGTzvOd4/s400/07+23+Charlie+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll be seeing him at the 'cross races this fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, back on-topic, I did a couple of hours of gravel on Saturday, some Story county single-track on Sunday, and some hill repeats tonight.  I'm still trying the shake the effects of a rest week.  Rest weeks are necessary in the big picture, but they result in some dead legs for a few days.  I'm almost back.  There is no hurry.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm at a dead spot on the schedule, so it is a good time for some rest and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rejuvenation&lt;/span&gt;.  The next race on my schedule isn't until Sugar Bottom on August 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, but I might try to make it down to the Waterworks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;practice&lt;/span&gt; series on  the 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.   I had considered doing the state road race championship, but then I looked at a map.  Have I mentioned that I suck at climbing?       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-4639558861277180854?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/4639558861277180854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=4639558861277180854' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4639558861277180854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/4639558861277180854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/07/little-ot.html' title='A Little OT'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RqVezd4UjdI/AAAAAAAAChI/xdFYnYgsfLk/s72-c/07+23+Charlie+2+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-8407382031040397929</id><published>2007-07-19T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:27.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RqAqqb6m2-I/AAAAAAAAChA/jZVJZ3waekU/s1600-h/07+19+Running+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089114487465106402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RqAqqb6m2-I/AAAAAAAAChA/jZVJZ3waekU/s400/07+19+Running+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me kicking back on the deck after my first run in about a year.  It's a rest week for me so it was a good time for something different.  I've also been &lt;a href="http://www.bryan.moritzcycling.com/comment.cgi?msgID=0.1183943862"&gt;preaching the benefits of running&lt;/a&gt; around the 'net, so today seemed like a good day to start eating my own cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not a long run, or a fast run.  It was 3 miles in about 30 minutes.  But it felt pretty good.  The funny was I couldn't get my legs to run fast enough to get winded.  I guess my heart and lungs are a lot stronger that my running legs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running has some good points: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't need to check air pressure in runnning shoes before a ride.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never had a running shoe get a flat. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No lubing of chain to worry about.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good running shoes lots cheaper than a good bike.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't need to worry about wind direction on a run.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;But I'd still rather ride my bike.  Now where did I put those &lt;a href="http://www.bikeman.com/content/view/93/30/"&gt;practice barriers &lt;/a&gt;. . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-8407382031040397929?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/8407382031040397929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=8407382031040397929' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8407382031040397929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8407382031040397929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s Time'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RqAqqb6m2-I/AAAAAAAAChA/jZVJZ3waekU/s72-c/07+19+Running+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-5278680929733616517</id><published>2007-07-17T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T08:03:30.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest and Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm resting this week, so you get a little bit about a lot of things:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;a href="http://iowagames.org/SummerGames/ResultsIndividual.aspx?SportId=34"&gt;Iowa Games Mountain Sport Class Bike Race &lt;/a&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third place (Bruce Reese) finished in 1:01:37, and eighth place (Shawn Looomis) finished in 1:03:11. For the math challenged, that's 94 seconds across 5 places. That's pretty fricking close. No wonder Bruce and I were pushing so hard the whole race. One bobble in a corner and I would have lost at least three places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris Hansen and the Boone 24 - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling &lt;a href="http://alwaysonthebike.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chris Hansen&lt;/a&gt;. $1000 goes to the winner of the Boone 24. Have you considered doing it solo? We all know you can go without proper sleep. Besides, when was the last time you didn't win a race? Might as well enter a big one. FWIW, Christy has volunteered to swat beers out of your hand all night if that's what it takes. Let me know. We'll be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four man Boone 12 Team -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2006/09/24-hour-hangover.html"&gt;Last year &lt;/a&gt;Sean, &lt;a href="http://thadneil.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thad&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.oakley.com/"&gt;Rob &lt;/a&gt;and I did the 4-person 24 hours class at the Boone 24. We had fun, but decided that we could do better if we tried. We vowed to do so the following year, which is now. Last weekend, Rob and I hatched yet another evil plan for world domination. What if we had a 4-person team that went really hard in the 12 hour class? At midnight we are done. We can hang out and have fun afterwards. I talked to Kyle at the Iowa Games MTB Race and he says there will be such a class. I think we own it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/02/levi-leipheimer.html"&gt;Levi Leipheimer &lt;/a&gt;- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrisy and I have played the &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/02/levi-leipheimer.html"&gt;Levi Leipheimer drinking game &lt;/a&gt;in the past. So far in this year's Tour, Levi has been pretty invisible. We are a couple of days behind, and that could change now that we are in the Alps, but we are a little thisty right now. Part of my success this Saturday was due to Levi's lack of success in the Tour so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-5278680929733616517?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/5278680929733616517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=5278680929733616517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5278680929733616517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/5278680929733616517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/07/rest-and-reflection.html' title='Rest and Reflection'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-1559231437932165915</id><published>2007-07-15T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:29.001-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Iowa Game Road Race Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; and I showed up at Boone for my first Iowa Games road race. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t expecting much from my performance, because I had a hard day yesterday, and because there were two big hills (It is well documented that I suck at climbing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I warmed up with Bruce Reese and Aaron &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bieker&lt;/span&gt;. We went out and reviewed the finish line area, and planned out a strategy (it went out the window later). Apparently we were a bit tardy returning from our warm-up, and we were rewarded with a spot in the back of a 60+ person field. Good thing there was a neutral &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rollout&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mtb05girl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda &lt;/a&gt;is at the starting line wondering where we are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RprHhntoDwI/AAAAAAAACgY/4pYNv22w2Yo/s1600-h/07+14+Iowa+Games+road+race+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087598109478358786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RprHhntoDwI/AAAAAAAACgY/4pYNv22w2Yo/s400/07+14+Iowa+Games+road+race+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neutral &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;rollout&lt;/span&gt; to me means that you can't attack past the roll-out vehicle. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t you can’t move around in the pack. So, I moved up near the front as we moved out of town. By the time we got to the end of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;rollout&lt;/span&gt;, I was fifth wheel – just where I wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out in the country the pace was reasonable, and the conversation was great. I chatted with Amanda about her lack of windbreak, and with Steve Reynolds about &lt;a href="http://www.oakley.com/"&gt;Rob’s &lt;/a&gt;new baby (Congratulations Rob!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that things turned ugly. We went down into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;DM&lt;/span&gt; river valley and I was expecting it to be fast. I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; descending into this valley before and have seen 52 MPH doing it. I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; not done it in a group, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t expect any issues. I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere on the way down I must have touched the wrong brake, or touching any brake was wrong, or it had nothing to do with brakes. All I know is that my front end started head-shaking like it was gonna fall off. Holy Crap! I thought I was going to go down at 50 MPH! I held on and tried to steady it (good thing I’m a mountain biker). Eventually the head shaking stopped, but I was shaken. I never recovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the climb up the other side I had several people compliment my riding skills (as they went past) for holding it together. But they still went past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to get a group together after the climb, but it only succeeded until the next climb. Then they left me. Oh, well. I finished the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the cool kids from the 1 lap hanging out after the race (Steve Reynolds, Bruce Reese, me, &lt;a href="http://www.bikeiowa.com/"&gt;Scott Sumpter&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mtb05girl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt;, and a couple of folks from DMOS that I didn't know):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RprHiHtoDxI/AAAAAAAACgg/g0pn07sCNmg/s1600-h/07+14+Iowa+Games+road+race+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087598118068293394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RprHiHtoDxI/AAAAAAAACgg/g0pn07sCNmg/s400/07+14+Iowa+Games+road+race+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see all types of riders in the Iowa Games:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RprHintoDzI/AAAAAAAACgw/KVWfaFQ_0xo/s1600-h/07+14+Iowa+Games+road+race+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087598126658228018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RprHintoDzI/AAAAAAAACgw/KVWfaFQ_0xo/s400/07+14+Iowa+Games+road+race+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;a href="http://alwaysonthebike.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chris Hansen &lt;/a&gt;didn't win a race this weekend. He won two! Last night, he won the Cat 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Papillion&lt;/span&gt; night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;crit&lt;/span&gt; by lapping the field. Today he won the the Iowa Games two lap road race in convincing fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is in the breakout trying to push the other guy over the finish line: &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RprHiXtoDyI/AAAAAAAACgo/uBaeuiSxhBE/s1600-h/07+14+Iowa+Games+road+race+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087598122363260706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RprHiXtoDyI/AAAAAAAACgo/uBaeuiSxhBE/s400/07+14+Iowa+Games+road+race+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards he waited for the rest of the field at he finish line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RprI3XtoD0I/AAAAAAAACg4/PqDoumZTwUI/s1600-h/07+14+Iowa+Games+road+race+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087599582652141378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RprI3XtoD0I/AAAAAAAACg4/PqDoumZTwUI/s400/07+14+Iowa+Games+road+race+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy has something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-1559231437932165915?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/1559231437932165915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=1559231437932165915' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1559231437932165915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/1559231437932165915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/07/iowa-game-road-race-report.html' title='Iowa Game Road Race Report'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RprHhntoDwI/AAAAAAAACgY/4pYNv22w2Yo/s72-c/07+14+Iowa+Games+road+race+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-6345162189984031507</id><published>2007-07-15T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T18:11:52.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Today is my blog's birthday. My blog is &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2006/07/lets-get-this-party-started.html"&gt;one year old &lt;/a&gt;today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are taking the time to read this, let today also be the day you decide make a comment on this post to let me know you are out there. Writing to myself can get boring at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading!  Here's to another year of useless drivel and snivel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-6345162189984031507?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/6345162189984031507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=6345162189984031507' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6345162189984031507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6345162189984031507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-7826465598281698847</id><published>2007-07-14T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T18:51:32.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Court Advantage</title><content type='html'>The day started early, with Christy and I rolling out about 6:00 am to head for her &lt;a href="http://iowagames.org/SummerGames/Triathlon.aspx"&gt;Iowa Games Triathlon &lt;/a&gt;at Don Williams Lake. There was a huge crowd at Don Williams! In addition to the 400 athletes, there must have been at least that many spectators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw all types of competitors and bikes. There was everything from full carbon &lt;a href="http://www.cervelo.com/"&gt;Cervelos&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.rooworld.com/"&gt;Quintana Roos&lt;/a&gt;, to grandmas riding hybrids and kids riding suspended mountain bikes. It was great to see them all out there competing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christy did great! She had a little trouble with slower swimmers, and settled for their pace rather than hers, but it was her first tri, and that’s all a part of the learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated to do it, but she made me leave for the &lt;a href="http://iowagames.org/SummerGames/MountainBiking.aspx"&gt;mountain bike race &lt;/a&gt;as she was transitioning from the bike to the run. She later told me that she finished strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got to the race at Peterson’s with just enough time get signed in, dressed, and do a little warm-up (I didn’t really need a pre-ride, as I could ride the place blind folded). During my warm-up, I tried to size up my competition. Hmm, &lt;a href="http://bbbiking.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bruce Brown&lt;/a&gt;, Bruce Reese, and &lt;a href="http://www.rasmussenbikehome.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sterling Heise &lt;/a&gt;have all been faster than me lately. I also picked out CICC roadies Tom Eaton and Shawn Loomis as guys to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must have been 40-50 people in the sport class (and only 10-12 in expert). I lined up on the front row next to Sterling. At the gun, I jumped on his wheel. The pace on the gravel on the gravel was surprisingly comfortable, but since I was already where I wanted to be (5th) I resisted the urge to jump ahead. When Sterling started to fade, I moved around him. I think I was sixth going into the woods, just behind Tom Eaton. During the woods leg, I chatted with Tom about the dust from the leading bikes. I was surprised at how relaxed and composed I felt, and how I wasn’t out of breath. In the next gravel section I went by Tom, leaving just Bruce Reese, a &lt;a href="http://www.bikemastersomaha.com/"&gt;Bike Masters &lt;/a&gt;guy, and the two leaders in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came out of the little section off the parking lot on the east side, the two guys in front were starting to get away, so I yelled to Bruce that we should jump on it so that they didn’t get a gap. We tried to close the gap on them, and in the process passed the Bike Masters guy. Bruce and I tried working together, but even then we couldn’t do much to close the gap to 1 and 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed that way until somewhere in the second lap when Bike Masters guy got around Bruce and I. I tried to get past Bruce a few times, but just didn’t have enough to do it. He was faster in the open stuff, and I would catch back up in the tighter stuff. This was mostly because, like I said earlier, I can ride the place blindfolded. I had a home court advantage, and was trying to use it however I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the final lap as Bruce and I tried to catch the Bike Masters guy, I also heard someone on my tail from time to time (I later found out it was Shawn Loomis). He would also gain on me in the open areas, and would gap him in the tight stuff. Fortunately the section before the finish was somewhat tight, so I used that to build the gap again, and held my place into the close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished in 5th place overall, and 2nd in my age group (who knew the Bike Masters guy was so old!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I was so long-winded on this one, but I was pretty happy with my performance, and wanted to get it written down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I learn from this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.salsacycles.com/"&gt;Salsa &lt;/a&gt;was flawless today. I was one with the bike. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The 29 inch tires were greate in the sand. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.wtb.com/tires_nano29.html"&gt;NanoRaptors &lt;/a&gt;were also great in the sand. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I seem to be racing my way into shape. I’ve raced five of the last seven weekends. My performance seems to be getting better each passing weekend. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I took the &lt;a href="http://alwaysonthebike.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chris Hansen &lt;/a&gt;approach to preparing for this race. No, I didn't have a hangover, but I did do it on 4 hours sleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Early in the race I vowed not to fade and lose the position that I had work so hard to get. I only lost one. Unfortunately it was to the Bike Master guy. He got Gold – I got Silver. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I forgot my heart rate monitor for the &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/06/green-days-crit.html"&gt;Green Days Crit&lt;/a&gt;. I haven’t worn one since. I’ll still wear it for training, but I don’t need it for racing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up in the &lt;a href="http://iowagames.org/SummerGames/Cycling.aspx"&gt;Iowa Games Road Race &lt;/a&gt;tomorrow morning. I’m doing the short (25 mile) race, and so is Bruce Reese. We’re already working on our plan for world domination . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-7826465598281698847?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/7826465598281698847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=7826465598281698847' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7826465598281698847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/7826465598281698847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/07/home-court-advantage.html' title='Home Court Advantage'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-8733583359085497455</id><published>2007-07-13T22:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:19:30.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Iowa Games Pre-Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-rode the &lt;a href="http://www.iowagames.org/"&gt;Iowa Games &lt;/a&gt;mountain bike race course at Peterson's tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bikeworldiowa.com/"&gt;Patrick &lt;/a&gt;did a good job of marking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphGr3toDkI/AAAAAAAACeY/Zo-pMqgxTGY/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKOntoDsI/AAAAAAAACf4/emKdfDUbO6Y/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086897394153950914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKOntoDsI/AAAAAAAACf4/emKdfDUbO6Y/s400/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would have to be a moron to get off course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peterson's has some challenges that you see at most mountain biking venues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some single track:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphGsHtoDlI/AAAAAAAACeg/6zDa0ictyq0/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKaXtoDtI/AAAAAAAACgA/GA8LAxxjwl8/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086897596017413842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKaXtoDtI/AAAAAAAACgA/GA8LAxxjwl8/s400/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rooty&lt;/span&gt; climbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphGUHtoDhI/AAAAAAAACeA/0HqdwyvBbwQ/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKDHtoDpI/AAAAAAAACfg/WQtRPszR9gc/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086897196585455250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKDHtoDpI/AAAAAAAACfg/WQtRPszR9gc/s400/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it also has a few challenges that you don't see at other mountain bike races in Iowa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's &lt;a href="http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2006/09/horse-shit.html"&gt;lots of this&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphGsXtoDmI/AAAAAAAACeo/i-ruJStoCPU/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKCXtoDnI/AAAAAAAACfQ/NEMNzMBTIyA/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086897183700553330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKCXtoDnI/AAAAAAAACfQ/NEMNzMBTIyA/s400/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several patches of Poison Ivy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphGTXtoDfI/AAAAAAAACdw/j9Ig136Ari0/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphGT3toDgI/AAAAAAAACd4/f7MUicWjrQg/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphGUntoDiI/AAAAAAAACeI/rBuKhG6RW2o/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKC3toDoI/AAAAAAAACfY/BCKRNuBdEcs/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086897192290487938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKC3toDoI/AAAAAAAACfY/BCKRNuBdEcs/s400/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sand:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKDntoDqI/AAAAAAAACfo/CRlpktYoq_k/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086897205175389858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKDntoDqI/AAAAAAAACfo/CRlpktYoq_k/s400/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of sand: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKD3toDrI/AAAAAAAACfw/6-Tft1GFN5U/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086897209470357170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKD3toDrI/AAAAAAAACfw/6-Tft1GFN5U/s400/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots and lots of sand:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKbHtoDuI/AAAAAAAACgI/jsB2QFjo10w/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086897608902315746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKbHtoDuI/AAAAAAAACgI/jsB2QFjo10w/s400/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a good line through the section.  I know cause some friends and I made it one Saturday at a work day.  Can you see it?  Will you see it tomorrow?  I will.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cool thing about Peterson's and the &lt;a href="http://www.iowagames.org/"&gt;Iowa Games&lt;/a&gt; is that it has gotten a lot of people started in mountain bike racing in Iowa.  I'm one of them, and I know of a few others like me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be a little late getting there tomorrow morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I'm going to go support &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; at her first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;triathlon&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; Don Williams lake over by Ogden.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Save me a parking spot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphGUntoDjI/AAAAAAAACeQ/Oz2DjFit1cY/s1600-h/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+014.jpg"&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/31190669-8733583359085497455?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/8733583359085497455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=8733583359085497455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8733583359085497455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/8733583359085497455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/07/iowa-games-pre-ride.html' title='Iowa Games Pre-Ride'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/RphKOntoDsI/AAAAAAAACf4/emKdfDUbO6Y/s72-c/07+13+Iowa+Games+Pre+Ride+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31190669.post-6044207259814058575</id><published>2007-07-10T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T22:36:59.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oakley Radars</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend &lt;a href="http://oakley.com/"&gt;Rob &lt;/a&gt;loaned me  pair of the new &lt;a href="http://oakley.com/radar"&gt;Oakley Radars &lt;/a&gt;with &lt;a href="http://oakley.com/pd/4846"&gt;G30 lens&lt;/a&gt;.  I used them in the race on Sunday.  It was like I wasn't wearing sunglasses at all.  With some sunglasses it take a while for your brain to get used to wearing them.  That wasn't the case with the &lt;a href="http://oakley.com/radar"&gt;Radars&lt;/a&gt;.  The moment I put them they felt very natural, and I forgot they were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could only have one pair of sunglasses (perish the thought), they would have &lt;a href="http://oakley.com/pd/4846"&gt;G30 lenses&lt;/a&gt;.  I have G30s for my &lt;a href="http://oakley.com/halfjacket"&gt;Half Jackets&lt;/a&gt;, and I've used them in sun, overcast, cloudy, snow, and nearly dark conditions.  I've never been disappointed.  I see a pair of &lt;a href="http://oakley.com/radar"&gt;Radars &lt;/a&gt;with &lt;a href="http://oakley.com/pd/4846"&gt;G30 lenses &lt;/a&gt;in my future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31190669-6044207259814058575?l=pcvarnum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/feeds/6044207259814058575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31190669&amp;postID=6044207259814058575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6044207259814058575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31190669/posts/default/6044207259814058575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvarnum.blogspot.com/2007/07/oakley-radars.html' title='Oakley Radars'/><author><name>Paul Varnum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12087510130923711378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zGoNVARf9Q0/R_dz1CoJZcI/AAAAAAAADuY/EwfHWNbnIFo/S220/04+02+Misc+012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
