don't count your chickens when it's raining

Here's the Luffa Farm. This little flier confused us, and we thought it had to do with food. Not so.


On my way home from work today, I spotted this cute little 12 year old. He had some strange name, and I've already forgotten what it was.


I have four more calendars, but they aren't organized and tidy like these. Plus, they are packed away in a plastic tub, and I don't feel like getting them out. These calendars have all my training workouts from my years of racing. It is a little anal, but yes I have saved them all. Even more interesting is that I still look at them. I'll compare one year to the the next. In the beginning, I was keeping track of mileage, hours, ave. speed, ave. heart rate, elevation climbing, and very high level estimate of how I felt that day: good, good+, etc... Races were noted by a border around the race name. Over the years, I dropped a bunch of this data and now just keep track of hrs., miles, ave. speed, and climbing when I have a hilly ride.


Marscat said I should show the inside these logs. They are pretty messy, and I sort of feel embarassed by my messy writing. This is actually funny because I used to do a lot of drafting and spent time really enjoying writing neat. Not so anymore.

What I noticed over the years of going through these books is that when I did fairly well, I sure trained a lot. This one page was my best ever month. I always think about how many miles I was training and remember how much work it was on top of my real work. I don't think I could ever do it again.

I was counting my miles for this month since it is almost over. I started counting on Monday and was including today's ride hoping to get in a little chunk of hours. But when I got home, it started to rain. I drove to Lafayette, and it was raining there. I drove back to Berkeley and saw that the rain was lighter so I hopped on my bike. It started raining more so I turned around and went home. Darn rain, darn sore back...so here I am pefercting my third signature drink and not riding.

skyline was closed

but we walked our bikes to get around the landslide...what a pretty trail

just stuff from

the Bella camp
















a cute little ride to Lopez Lake

















quiet roads
















and successfully dodging the storm

big changes for 2008

daisy and minnie went to the beauty shop and got their hair done.

daisy thinks the orange makes her look dumber.

we assured her this wasn't possible.

minnie says it's nice being brown.

couldn't resist

more marceau...

photo by deney donald

Daisy's 2008 resolution...maybe
best with the volume...really really low