This is long and somewhat depressing. Enjoy!

Posted on by lindsay
Hello there. It's been a few days, a lot has happened, a lot of it has been a crapload of suck, so let's get caught up and back on track with the whole regular posting thing. Kelley Acres Race Report I was going to do a full report on this event, but I procrastinated and then Grandma died, so it went by the wayside. To summarize, I spent the days before this race feeling dread and doom yet again. The Saturday night before, I even broke from my standard pre-race teetotaling and had a beer, and then ate my feelings in the form of fifteen Nutter Butter wafer cookies and three servings of candy corn. It was ugly. The morning of the race was spent agonizing over whether or not to go (including a sobfest in the car after arriving at the venue and registering), until I finally decided I would ...continue reading.

Race Report: Welcome to the Thunderdome, Bitches.

Posted on by lindsay
This past Sunday was the Shenandoah Mountain 100, a one-hundred mile bike race through the mountains of Virginia. I did the race for the first time last year with Bobby, but decided to fly solo this year. The Log Posse came out in full, with Steve joining me in the race and the rest of the Posse providing moral support and volunteering at one of the six aid stations along the course. Log Posse headquarters. Photos compliments of Mike, Log Posse Magnate. In the interest of keeping this race report a manageable length, I’ll break it up into a rough synopsis of my status at each of the checkpoints, as well as at the beginning and the end, followed by a summary of the overall race. If it still takes forever to read, I’m sorry. It took forever to ride. The Start: In 2008, we started in a huge pack ...continue reading.

(5) Days of Summer

Posted on by lindsay
When I first left my job, I had big plans for how much fun Bobby and I were going to have together. There was talk of making a list of fifty "must-do" activities, and we planned to make each day our own version of a summer vacation. That didn't happen. There were some good times, but more often than not the days would either creep by in a swamp of apathetic boredom or fly by in a whirlwind of crossing off to-do list items. The lack of money also scared us into trying to be cheap. Once I found a job and had an official start date, though, we got serious and decided to go all out for my last week of not working. Each day was going to have an agenda and we were going to cram as much excitement into that week as two people reasonably could. The ...continue reading.

Meet the Log Posse

Posted on by lindsay
Bobby and I ride with a group of friends that are collectively known as the Log Posse. We met them in the later part of 2008 and have been riding, eating, drinking, and being very loud and highly inappropriate with them ever since. They'll be coming up in future posts (and were also giving me a hard time about not mentioning them sooner), so I'd like to introduce you to each Posse member. Arne: Arne is the founding father of the Posse. He's ancient (circa 1300 BC) and wise and if I have a question about what bike to buy, how to refinance my house, or how to overcome crippling depression, Arne will have an answer. He also has heard of every musical artist since cavemen (probably his old neighbors) banged sticks on rocks to make rhythmic sounds. Arne has a slight obsession with promptness, with unsurprisingly conflicts with my ...continue reading.