Race Report: HPT Grand Prix CX
This was a cool race. The course was laid out at Topeka's Heritage Park, which is a racing track. You know, where they race things with motors. Except on this night (yes, it was an avondcross, or evening cross race), all the racing was of the two-wheeled variety. Like the other races in the 60CX series, the women go in the first round of racing, along with most of the masters. What that means for us is that we get to pack down the grass for the big boys, whi

Anyone Know a Good Mojo Doctor?
I think my mojo is afraid of H1N1. That's the only reason I can think of that explains my mojo's obvious absence. I have no interest in blogging (obviously) or coaching; personal training is slow and I don't even care; I haven't even wanted to do a cyclocross race since Capital Cup (although I'm doing one this weekend--an avondcross!); my cycling classes are boring and I don't want to be there; I haven't swam in who the hell knows how long. My mojo is definitely on hiatus. Maybe it went to someplace tropical; maybe I can go visit it there. You know what I've been doing a lot of, though? Running. Of all thing

Remiss
That is what I have been. Remiss. Not so much as a peep from me in a full week! I'm sorry! To those of you who are awaiting response from me re: free coaching, I will e-mail before the weekend is out. For those who have asked for a new spinning podcast, it is in the works (up in Garage Band as we speak)! For those of you who have no requirements from me except for entertaining and informative reading . . . well, my endurance faculties seem to be hibernating. And my work schedule is cuh-razy. Seriously. I get off work at 3 p.m. today and it's *still* a 10-hour workday. BUT! If you'd like to read what I'm reading (and some

Race Report: Capital Cross
At last: success! I finally managed to get through a full cyclocross race without injury or incident. No flat tires. No twisted ankles. I still managed to fall and puncture my leg with my chainring while simultaneously bruising 82% of my shin, but that wasn't bad enough to prevent me from finishing. Truth be told, I didn't even realize how bad I'd hit myself until I finished the race and took my pants off. Rode up with one of my Specs Racing teammates, Bob. Racing started at 11:00, and my race was one of the first (Cat. 4 women rode also with the women's open race and all t

Runners' High: De-stress
I don't want to go into the details of cortisol production and clearance in the body and how that all relates to weight loss, weight gain, eating habits, working out, and so on. Part of that is because it takes too long to explain, and part of it is that I don't really understand it myself, and you can Google it just as easily as I can. But while I may not understand the details of stress hormones, I do know when I feel that stuff pumping through my blood. I know it makes me want to eat, and it prefers sugars and fats to get its kicks. Tonight, someone made me mad. They hurt my feelings and pissed me off. I'd already be