Chamois pads? Yes, Please...

This past weekend was my first real experience with mountain biking. Well, my first experience during my adult years. I tried this business once during high school in Chile and ended up sliding down the side of the hill in a mess of dirt, dust and limbs, clutching for dear life onto any brush within reach of my fall line.

The Body Speaks and Wins

Stepping up preseason conditioning over the past few weeks, coupled with an intense work/family travel schedule, resulted in missing hip hop dance class tonight. I love hip hop dance class. Have re-arranged many things in my schedule to attend hip hop dance class. Even packed dance clothes in my carry-on bag a few times during work trips, and timed return flights, in order to drive straight to hip hop dance class from the airport.