Rambler: Beth Drink at Hand: Powder Keg Zinfandel This is a quick Thirsty Thursday, and something a little different than usual. We are in the clutches of autumn. In fact, this morning I woke up to our room surprisingly chilled. We have slept with one of our bedroom windows open all summer, and this morning,…
I feel like rambling about nothing in particular. I have thoughts bouncing around in my head and I’m not someone who talks to my plants. So my five regular readers get to read my rambles instead. Maybe I’m finally getting settled into life here in Lousyana. Perhaps I shouldn’t call it that any more because…
If this whole cycling thing does work out, I’m taking Keirin Cut Newell and Team Beth is going to switch to winter extreme sport of Crashed Ice racing. We both have dreams of being speed skaters, but let’s be honest, that’s way too mainstream for our fringe track and cx racing tastes. I originally found…
I’ve been in a funk lately. And by lately, I mean for well over a month. I’ve been grumpy and mopey and bitter and probably quite unpleasant to be around. I’m normally a pretty happy-go-lucky, roll-with-it sort of person. Maybe its the self-induced stress of finishing my thesis, the end of a hard fought cyclocross…
Mondays always have been and always will be rest days. In college we never had soccer practice on Mondays. When I was in my crazy distance runner phase, Monday was either nothing or, at most, a 2-mile jog. And now that I’m doing this cycling thing, Monday is a day for catching up on homework…
