Alright Peeps, this is for serious...

The bike riding season is OVER and now I'm kickin' it on the interwebs! How 'bout it.

- What I did on my summer vacation:
Couldn't take one because I bought a house and now I'm poor! I'm so broke I can't even pay attention.

- Wouldn't it be nice...:
If this worked on Netgear?

- I'm not a national champ because....:
...I fell down. (can you see my butt?)

- The high light of the summer:
Seeing Greg Lemond at Chequamegon. Big ups. He's the reason that in 1986 I started riding my bike.

- The low light of the summer:
The Tour de France. You "big time" cyclists getting all doped up are KILLING the sport. Go piss up a rope you I-tested-positive-because-I-drank-a-beer and my-mother-had-an-absorbed-twin worthless motherfuckers! I hope you go fucking broke and have to live under a bridge for the rest of your pathetic lives.

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(From the newest member of the PureJenius.net staff (who, by the way, is paid >well So I've been perusing the MCF board tonight and I still can't believe how many guys are whining about the races and race categories that promoters choose for races. I'm pretty good at whining too, so here goes: I'm a 35+ Cat 3 woman who will show up for the St. Cloud Crit and have to toe the line with Cat 1/2 guys - I don't give a shit that they're 50+, their license still says Cat 1 or 2 (and 3/4/5) and they race like Cat 1/2s. What's that you say, it's a ROY race, so we'll be scored separately? Okay cool, then I'll completely overlook the fact that the race will blow apart on about lap 1.5 and I'll spend the remainder of the race with 3 or 4 other women if I'm lucky or I'll assume the time trial position and ride around in circles by myself. Should be fun. Oh, I should shut my trap because if I think the 50+ guys are too fast and furious, I s...

Good thing I'm racing 35+

No lie. - P

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Dammit. We played so well but still lost. Here's some highlights from week 2 of our football league. we actually scored. we had a playbook (we laughed when we saw the team we played last week had a playbook. They kicked our asses) Strats is our go-to female QB. She connected on all of her passes. Two of them stick out: one perfectly thrown interception to the other team (we wear yellow shirts, she threw it to a girl wearing a white shirt), and one hail-mary to the end zone. I didn't drop any of the passes that were to me. Nobody got hurt...yet. I can almost smell a torn ACL heading our way. I'm going to hang an old tire in the back yard so Strats can hone her QB skills a little more.

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