<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191</id><updated>2012-02-07T21:28:34.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>KaRons Spot</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-1742241577800255610</id><published>2009-04-05T20:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:43:37.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Post</title><content type='html'>So, off and on since January I run into friends who will at some point mention that I haven't updated my blog.  Yes, I know.  Perhaps because I feel as if I am updating folks via &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Face Book&lt;/span&gt;.  So, in no particular order here are some of the things that have been happening:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Had a great weekend the end of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt; in Atlanta.  Spent the night at the W Midtown, &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;saw &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cirque &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Soleil&lt;/span&gt;, drank quite a bit. Night cap was a drink called the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt;....an &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;incredibly&lt;/span&gt; tasty treat. It also snowed there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A long weekend in Wisconsin visiting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;. Good visit, good times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A cyclist in Chatty that I knew was killed after being hit by a truck.  A ghost bike marks the &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;spot a a constant reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Elected to BOD of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SORBA&lt;/span&gt; Chattanooga.  These are the folks that build the trails that many &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of us ride and run on.  My way of giving back w/o manual labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Moved over to the other side and bought a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;MacBook&lt;/span&gt;.  Like it, don't love it yet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Got some new wheels for the Mountain Bike built just for me.  Those I do love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Spent a weekend camping at Davidson River at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Pisagh&lt;/span&gt;.  Those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Flynnski's&lt;/span&gt; can cook.  It was &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;great ride fun trails.  The ton's of climbing, not so much...but the downhills were sweet, &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;technical and&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;flippin&lt;/span&gt;' fun.  Camping could be a go again, though I would prefer temps &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;higher than 30 degrees.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Am planning to visit Austria in September for a riding vacation in the Alps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Pic's to follow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-1742241577800255610?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1742241577800255610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=1742241577800255610' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1742241577800255610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1742241577800255610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-post.html' title='A New Post'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-7894202219465938931</id><published>2009-01-18T09:57:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:27:47.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Happy 2009. Hope it's off to a great start! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SXNFsUHfdTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/5pv3E4L5Rmw/s1600-h/2ea1-image-1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292650614707156274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SXNFsUHfdTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/5pv3E4L5Rmw/s320/2ea1-image-1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left: New Years at the House of Hotties, with one of my BFF's. Below: The Countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SXNDmZXwnxI/AAAAAAAAAQY/4M0qvF2D9_A/s1600-h/NYE+countdown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292648314015096594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SXNDmZXwnxI/AAAAAAAAAQY/4M0qvF2D9_A/s320/NYE+countdown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SXNEGkTpSvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lzY2KuSOz9Q/s1600-h/P1020306.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SXNEGkTpSvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lzY2KuSOz9Q/s1600-h/P1020306.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SXNEGkTpSvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lzY2KuSOz9Q/s1600-h/P1020306.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SXN0AwobIoI/AAAAAAAAAQw/33dHKhPlOBg/s1600-h/P1020306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292701543493739138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SXN0AwobIoI/AAAAAAAAAQw/33dHKhPlOBg/s320/P1020306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Years day was a a four hour ride with the fast folks in 20 degree temps, one mountain climb and one flat/2 tire changes at the top of the mountain. Most of us spent the time huddling from the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2009 has not gotten off the great start I envisioned but I am hopeful that after the death of a close friend, a reorg at the office and illness I can put these first couple weeks behind me and start having fun again (Ok, so this week I did get out Sunday, Monday and Thursday. No wonder I am sick).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get back on the bike regularly. Cohutta 65 will be here soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I listening to right now? You Better You Better You Bet by the Who. Life can imitate art! On board, Loveless by Bare Jr. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SXNEGkTpSvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lzY2KuSOz9Q/s1600-h/P1020306.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-7894202219465938931?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7894202219465938931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=7894202219465938931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/7894202219465938931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/7894202219465938931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years.html' title='New Years'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SXNFsUHfdTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/5pv3E4L5Rmw/s72-c/2ea1-image-1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-7425783789047374358</id><published>2009-01-04T13:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:40:44.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alittle Christmasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SWD96yaPjtI/AAAAAAAAAQI/JOjmVIyXymI/s1600-h/PC250282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287505148939046610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SWD96yaPjtI/AAAAAAAAAQI/JOjmVIyXymI/s320/PC250282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas Eve I had coordinated a ride with friends who, like me, were in Chatty and not spending time with their families. Jeffrey, Tony, Micah, Micheal, Rebecca and I hit the trails up at Raccoon. The group split early and soon it was Reba, Tony and I making our way. A mechanical on Rebecca's bike meant an early end to her ride. Tony and I decided to accompany her to the parking lot and wait on the others. Upon arriving, we saw that Michael had set up a stove and was heating soup and cider for us. He also had packed an array of rum to add that little extra kick to the cider. We weathered a brief rain shower and spent the next couple hours kickin' it in the lot.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SWEAd2mV0yI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/-nDrFQJJ51A/s1600-h/PC250286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287507950382207778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SWEAd2mV0yI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/-nDrFQJJ51A/s320/PC250286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas Eve eve was spent at Chili's. Try to find a  place open that evening. Here.   The staff at Chili's cheered  when I walked in and requested a table for eleven.   We enjoyed three hours of two for ones drinks and a great evening with friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-7425783789047374358?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7425783789047374358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=7425783789047374358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/7425783789047374358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/7425783789047374358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/alittle-christmasy.html' title='Alittle Christmasy'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SWD96yaPjtI/AAAAAAAAAQI/JOjmVIyXymI/s72-c/PC250282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-5989879002466121215</id><published>2009-01-02T09:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T10:07:36.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye My Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SV4rfAyz21I/AAAAAAAAAQA/0cnQBIAi2Ek/s1600-h/4-24-2007-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286710824368593746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SV4rfAyz21I/AAAAAAAAAQA/0cnQBIAi2Ek/s320/4-24-2007-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was still in bed Tuesday morning when my phone rang. I picked it up and saw that it was my friend Paula calling.  It was 6:45 in the morning and I knew why she was calling.  I put the phone down, unanswered, as I needed to process the information I was about to receive.  Kim was gone.  We had been riding buddies and friends.  I am thankful that she was in my world.    Kim had wrote after I completed the Black Bear Rampage that I was her hero.  No Kim, you were a hero.  I will miss you.  We will bike together again one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-5989879002466121215?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5989879002466121215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=5989879002466121215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/5989879002466121215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/5989879002466121215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-bye-my-friend.html' title='Good Bye My Friend'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SV4rfAyz21I/AAAAAAAAAQA/0cnQBIAi2Ek/s72-c/4-24-2007-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-2635694573451559527</id><published>2008-12-25T12:51:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:30:39.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holiday Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SVPZaCQiudI/AAAAAAAAAPw/WFpzAb8YZE8/s1600-h/PB290259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283805829141805522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SVPZaCQiudI/AAAAAAAAAPw/WFpzAb8YZE8/s320/PB290259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a busy month celebrating the holidays for me here in Chattanooga. It all started back (it seems &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; long ago now) at Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part of Thanksgiving weekend was spend in North Carolina riding the trails at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tsali&lt;/span&gt;. Though the weather was overcast and cool, it was a great day with 3 hours of riding . The night was spent at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nantahala&lt;/span&gt; Inn...this place rocks! Great rooms with fridges, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;microwaves&lt;/span&gt;, rocking chairs and a sweet deal at 69 bucks!! Saturday the weather did not cooperate and the morning was spent in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sylva&lt;/span&gt; visiting former Specialized rep Kent at his bike shop and meandering through this quaint little town. Saturday evening it was back to Chattanooga for dinner at the home of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Flynnski's&lt;/span&gt; and a second Thanksgiving with grilled turkey from Rachel and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Foye&lt;/span&gt; and sweet potato chili (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;delish&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following weekend was the true test , with 3 parties to attend that Saturday. Starting early in the evening the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; stop was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Velo&lt;/span&gt; Vixen's holiday gathering at BMW of Chattanooga , one of our wonderful sponsors.The building was decorated fabulously. With food provided by another sponsor 212 Market and toys collected for Toy's for Tot's it was a great event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From there I headed to the Hunter Museum where I met Susan, up from Atlanta for a formal holiday gathering hosted by Archie, Tab and several others. It was a great gathering of many &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SVPZp1GjLSI/AAAAAAAAAP4/HQBTF0dkc40/s1600-h/Vixens+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283806100488138018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SVPZp1GjLSI/AAAAAAAAAP4/HQBTF0dkc40/s320/Vixens+party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;friends...I am very grateful to be included in such a fun event. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sadly&lt;/span&gt;, my sassy three inch heels were starting to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wreck&lt;/span&gt; havoc with my pain threshold and after a break in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Uggs&lt;/span&gt; and numerous texts fired &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;off&lt;/span&gt; at 1 am the journey to the third and final party was aborted and I called it an evening. My poor feet were suffering for days! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following weekend was a visit to Jenny and Sherri's holiday gathering at Sherri and Adam's new home. Wow...was all I could say. Their media room is about the size of my whole house! More friends, and Karen performing karaoke to Sweet Home Alabama with Adam. That's the natural song for Wisconsin girl to sing, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-2635694573451559527?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2635694573451559527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=2635694573451559527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/2635694573451559527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/2635694573451559527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-season.html' title='The Holiday Season'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SVPZaCQiudI/AAAAAAAAAPw/WFpzAb8YZE8/s72-c/PB290259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-1368572830273744932</id><published>2008-12-06T11:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:55:07.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/STqrsWqOV0I/AAAAAAAAAO4/gUV7zQu0EcQ/s1600-h/PB110227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276718691903231810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/STqrsWqOV0I/AAAAAAAAAO4/gUV7zQu0EcQ/s320/PB110227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It turned out to be a great few days of celebration. Monday the 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; I attended my first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sobra&lt;/span&gt; meeting...Big J and I were nominated for Board positions..guess that's what happens when you show interest. After munching on pizza, discussing trail building and the multitude of projects they have on the horizon several of us including Barry, Jeffrey and Eric hit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bluewater&lt;/span&gt; for Martini Monday. Great fun was had, including a visit from Wendy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; cake day, and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;carrott&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lish&lt;/span&gt;. a HUGE thank you to Mike for taking the time to bake for little ole me. It was a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/STqswIGKI8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/dAAoBVmiVUM/s1600-h/PB120229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276719856224969666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/STqswIGKI8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/dAAoBVmiVUM/s320/PB120229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day also included a celebratory bike ride up the W road and around the top of Signal Mountain. Thanks to Kim, Mike, Cindy and Steve for a great ride. We even came across our friend Dr. Greg, and he joined us for a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/STqs61C0W8I/AAAAAAAAAPI/aDvFj620qcw/s1600-h/PB120230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276720040089246658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/STqs61C0W8I/AAAAAAAAAPI/aDvFj620qcw/s320/PB120230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday evening was dinner with Anita.  Thanks to all who made Birthday 2008 a good one.  47 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt;' so bad.....so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-1368572830273744932?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1368572830273744932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=1368572830273744932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1368572830273744932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1368572830273744932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthday-2008.html' title='Birthday 2008'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/STqrsWqOV0I/AAAAAAAAAO4/gUV7zQu0EcQ/s72-c/PB110227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-5974628496048513100</id><published>2008-11-09T19:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:31:19.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Days To Cake!</title><content type='html'>Some people are birthday people.  We acknowledge the day, encourage you to acknowledge the day and enjoy the day that is about ourselves to the fullest.  If you know me the least bit, you know I am a birthday person.  One can be an attention whore and not feel the least bit guilty.  I started the birthday pre-parties this weekend with the arrival Susan and Rachel.  After being out of town for most of the week for work and returning home ill...I was ready for some solid food and drinks.  We had a great time at Taco Mamacito and a dessert and champagne nightcap at Terre Nostre.  A befitting end to a day that also included boutique shopping (a new Kooba bag.....LOVE IT!) and a pedicure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday afternoon Rachel and I headed up to Raccoon for a short ride on the trails.  The lots and trails were filled with people...many from out of town. While riding, we came upon a couple guys who, based on their jerseys where from Atlanta. Turns out one was none other than my "you have some of my underwear dude " friend Firewater Shane.  It was great to see him and spend time catching up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday and Tuesday I am enjoying off of work, out and about and attending my first Sorba meeting.  I am also thinking a birthday road ride is in order.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-5974628496048513100?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5974628496048513100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=5974628496048513100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/5974628496048513100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/5974628496048513100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/11/2-days-to-cake.html' title='2 Days To Cake!'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-736343422945079426</id><published>2008-10-30T09:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:55:41.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Karen is:</title><content type='html'>Hoping that Kim gets better so she can come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to shopping in Atlanta next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to miss boot camp in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited about friends visiting and fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for her #1 guy Barry and his help in popping wheelies and jumping over things.  She will not blame you for the additional blood shed, but was very happy she made it up the last climb as far as he did last Sunday.  The course was wet and slick which made the few climbs even more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummed as she went  Bike Polo last night to cheer for the Mack Daddy but he was nowhere to be found.  No wings where earned.    Curses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not looking forward to a week of becoming a computer geek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-736343422945079426?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/736343422945079426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=736343422945079426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/736343422945079426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/736343422945079426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/10/karen-is.html' title='Karen is:'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-9093856202819485626</id><published>2008-10-29T19:55:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:14:32.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With her day fast approaching, Karen wonders, which will it be? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SQj5QGLK9DI/AAAAAAAAAOY/41sNkASul1A/s1600-h/Carrot+Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262730219513115698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SQj5QGLK9DI/AAAAAAAAAOY/41sNkASul1A/s320/Carrot+Cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SQj52QfeYtI/AAAAAAAAAOo/M0Tw-uRnyOA/s1600-h/German+Choco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262730875117658834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SQj52QfeYtI/AAAAAAAAAOo/M0Tw-uRnyOA/s320/German+Choco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SQj6rcTLtqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/3dZZFAz6Mg0/s1600-h/stove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262731788820395682" style="WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SQj6rcTLtqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/3dZZFAz6Mg0/s320/stove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-9093856202819485626?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/9093856202819485626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=9093856202819485626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/9093856202819485626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/9093856202819485626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/10/cake.html' title='Cake!'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SQj5QGLK9DI/AAAAAAAAAOY/41sNkASul1A/s72-c/Carrot+Cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-4813068460601835160</id><published>2008-10-12T19:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:55:23.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Bloody Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SPKGn3G0C3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Cn7gDSPdMDU/s1600-h/MegaRock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256411734460337010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SPKGn3G0C3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Cn7gDSPdMDU/s320/MegaRock.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most people who ride the Megawatt trail on Raccoon ride to the left of the two small trees in this picture when reaching this rock. In fact, several people rode by while we were there and not a one rode either over or up it. Riding down it is fun, even though the view from the top appears as if you are dropping straight down. Riding up it is another story, at least for me. That's the beauty of riding with Barry. He thinks I can do these things and will work with me. Speed is your friend, but so is the ability to pop your wheel up onto the rock. After numerous attempts, a bloody elbow and a sore knee (rocks aren't very forgiving) I gave up after after consistantly getting the rear tire up on the rock I would lose momenteum and topple over. A bit more speed and a bit more pop and I am there. I did make it up the drops at start of the rock bridge, so all was not lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As Barry and I were riding along we came across my friend Rachel from Nashville, her husband Jason and Rae's sister Ellen. They were so busted. At least they had discussed calling me, but heeded to Ellens request of no, as she was afraid she would be walking alot. She was riding great. It was great to see them though!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday I met Cindy up on the trails and we had a nice leisurely ride. The weather was perfect for being in the woods this weekend and the parking lot on the mountain was overflowed both days. Lots of folks from out of town enjoying our trails. We are so lucky. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-4813068460601835160?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4813068460601835160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=4813068460601835160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/4813068460601835160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/4813068460601835160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunday-bloody-sunday.html' title='Sunday Bloody Sunday'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SPKGn3G0C3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Cn7gDSPdMDU/s72-c/MegaRock.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-5973025418784649629</id><published>2008-10-05T20:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:54:34.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SOld3un-cLI/AAAAAAAAALk/3tcmieKRYO4/s1600-h/SusanandArchie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253833652294283442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SOld3un-cLI/AAAAAAAAALk/3tcmieKRYO4/s320/SusanandArchie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past weekend was once again a busy one.  Friday evening I met Paul, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anita&lt;/span&gt; and Rachel at Big River For drinks and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning Rae and I headed to Dalton for Saul Raisin's Raising Hope Ride.  It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;was a&lt;/span&gt; 50 mile ride which included a 7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; mile climb up the road to Ft Mountain.  Rae and I rode  side by side as much as possible and chatted the whole way...except when she left me on the climb.  She  proceeded past most of the men, including Saul.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; my girl...the last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mt&lt;/span&gt; she climbed was Nick a Jack in the spring, and most of her riding is teaching spin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan arrived in from Atlanta later in the afternoon and we proceeded to Wine Over Water.  We had a GREAT time, saw so many friends and drank perhaps a bit too much.  After a walk to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hennen's&lt;/span&gt; for dinner (thank you Rob for getting us a table, the place was packed) we hit Big River to meet Tim, Chris and Brad.  On the way out I ran into several of the professional riders that had rode in the  morning hanging with Sam, Robert and Angela.  I visited with them  and then finally headed home.  Two weekends of wine, beer and staying out late was wearing me out.  I enjoyed today by sleeping in, hitting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Rembrandt's&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast and lounging around the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-5973025418784649629?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5973025418784649629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=5973025418784649629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/5973025418784649629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/5973025418784649629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SOld3un-cLI/AAAAAAAAALk/3tcmieKRYO4/s72-c/SusanandArchie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-233917817073591331</id><published>2008-10-03T08:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:03:42.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest Week, Sorta</title><content type='html'>Well, at least its been a week of rest on the bike. Monday morning at 6 am I started bootcamp with Kym, Elke, Florida and Daisy. The adjustment hasn't been that bad, but I KNOW after this mornings inclined situps (40) my core is going to be sore on Sunday. Its all good though, and I am thankful for Florida. He has entertainment value at that hour and I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rae is heading into town tonight and we will be heading to Dalton in the morning to ride in support of Saul's head injury foundation. I am looking forward to the 7 mile climb up Ft Mtn. Perhaps not, though my climbing has improved. Saturday afternoon Susan will be in and we will be heading to Wine Over Water. Its one of my favorite events of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-233917817073591331?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/233917817073591331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=233917817073591331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/233917817073591331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/233917817073591331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/10/rest-week-sorta.html' title='Rest Week, Sorta'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-4644510522770257592</id><published>2008-09-29T11:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:34:52.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Bear Rampage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sunday  I was out the door at 6 am to head up to the Whitewater Center on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ocoee&lt;/span&gt; for the start of rampage.  The race started at the WW Center and the first two miles were a long slow climb to the trail head.   Once in the single track we road Brush Creek and Boyd Gap and took Old Cooper Road back to the center and then up Bear Paw to Chestnut, down Thunder Rock and up the forest Service Road and then hit Quartz and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Riverview&lt;/span&gt; before heading down Bear Paw and back the way you came.  It was my longest  ride in distance and time, and that must have agreed with me as I got 3rd in my class.  I felt good the whole day, had a topple towards the end in the rocky uphill on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Boyds&lt;/span&gt; Gap.   I was quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; when my name was called as I thought I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fourth&lt;/span&gt;.  I was even oblivious to the fact it was Gary Fisher handing me my prize.  Oh well, It was my first podium.  Little Rae played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;photog&lt;/span&gt; so I will post pics of the day.   Most of my friends had great days, and props to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Moter&lt;/span&gt; Mile guys who made sure I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a premium ale for my efforts.  They travel in style.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I followed yesterday up with a 6 am boot camp.  It was rough this am getting up, pushing up, sitting up and running a mile.  At least the "new" running shoes have got their first run in.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-4644510522770257592?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4644510522770257592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=4644510522770257592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/4644510522770257592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/4644510522770257592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/09/black-bear-rampage.html' title='Black Bear Rampage'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-6526319461642349444</id><published>2008-09-27T01:19:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T09:03:39.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1:41 AM Sat Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SN4umEwfrGI/AAAAAAAAALc/U6JPxLSMjcE/s1600-h/P9270196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250685447207627874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SN4umEwfrGI/AAAAAAAAALc/U6JPxLSMjcE/s320/P9270196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Which if you know me, is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;waaayyyy&lt;/span&gt; late. But I am still wide awake, bopping around the house listening to my favorite song, You Better You Bet off the Who's Face Dances album. What a great night.  Early on I met Susan, Tim, Chris and Brad  at Big River for wine, food and fun. The house of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hotties&lt;/span&gt; were hosting their house warming party and that was next agenda. They live in a fab house in St. Elmo, and contrary to popular belief, they had a very nice selection of bottled beer, a disco ball and tons of fun. Sam's friend Matt and I tore up the dance floor for a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;highlighted&lt;/span&gt; by the flexibility I can exhibit in dips. I asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GQ&lt;/span&gt; to marry me, attempted to lift the 250 pound log the boys were tossing around (with Cathy, Emma and Kelli), planned two birthday parties for myself , said hell yes to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shenandohah&lt;/span&gt; 100, and drank a quite a few brews. Wisconsin was well represented and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;leinies&lt;/span&gt; were in the mix. It was great to see a lot of friends, especially Rachel and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Foye&lt;/span&gt;, who had returned to town. I am feeling good about this fall/winter. It will be fun. I am stoked and am putting several people/issues behind me. See, I am hitting the delete key to Hinder Lips of Angel and bringing on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Irreplaceable. Yep, that's what I am doing. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SN4tSABpUfI/AAAAAAAAALU/Ndbt99uHu3w/s1600-h/P9270197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250684002828374514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SN4tSABpUfI/AAAAAAAAALU/Ndbt99uHu3w/s320/P9270197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-6526319461642349444?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6526319461642349444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=6526319461642349444' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/6526319461642349444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/6526319461642349444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/09/141-am-sat-morning.html' title='1:41 AM Sat Morning'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SN4umEwfrGI/AAAAAAAAALc/U6JPxLSMjcE/s72-c/P9270196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-6592832782858733602</id><published>2008-09-21T09:03:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T09:25:14.512-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Firewater 50</title><content type='html'>Saturday the &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SNZIVjq9VtI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ExBTw0zMsrc/s1600-h/Rider+1+Shane.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248461950936766162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SNZIVjq9VtI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ExBTw0zMsrc/s320/Rider+1+Shane.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; was officially Big Daddy Barry's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; and as it has been for over 10 years,the Firewater 50 took place. I had thought about riding it, but did not so my great friends did not have to hang out and wait on me. Plan B was riding Windy Gap and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tibbs&lt;/span&gt;. That also changed that morning as after a long week of work and riding, I was just tired when the alarm went off at 6:30. So, plan C was developed, which was just to drive down and help with the food. Sam and I got things ready for the guys, and Sam started up the grill. Being perhaps a bit over zealous with the lighter fluid Ralph's grill was no longer a shiny red. The first rider Shane, arrived after about 4 hours and 15 minutes, winning the coveted undergarment. Props to him for a great ride and a great sense of humor. Sam and I kicked into gear and made sure everyone officially finished the event by downing their shot of Firewater. The day was not without a visit to the ER, as Florida, whose birthday it also was celebrated in bloody style. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SNZJQaZTbeI/AAAAAAAAAK8/JXuzlG1Tc_0/s1600-h/P9140179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462962059079138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SNZJQaZTbeI/AAAAAAAAAK8/JXuzlG1Tc_0/s320/P9140179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all, a great day was had.  Three birthdays and one bottle of firewater are in the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SNZIqk95ewI/AAAAAAAAAK0/prMyO1Ccj4Y/s1600-h/Trophy+Boy+Shane.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462312061893378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SNZIqk95ewI/AAAAAAAAAK0/prMyO1Ccj4Y/s320/Trophy+Boy+Shane.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SNZKj40xogI/AAAAAAAAALE/AnCd2VstMzc/s1600-h/P9140160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248464396156510722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SNZKj40xogI/AAAAAAAAALE/AnCd2VstMzc/s320/P9140160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-6592832782858733602?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6592832782858733602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=6592832782858733602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/6592832782858733602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/6592832782858733602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/09/firewater-50.html' title='Firewater 50'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SNZIVjq9VtI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ExBTw0zMsrc/s72-c/Rider+1+Shane.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-7562596431224711787</id><published>2008-09-11T08:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:34:30.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Book</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my friend Rachel, I know have a Face Book account and will begin creating that.  Grrr.  It was interesting to see all the people that are older and places for me to visit.  Perhaps this  will have more far reaching making new friends impact.  Maybe  will met the the next Mr. Rogers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-7562596431224711787?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7562596431224711787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=7562596431224711787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/7562596431224711787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/7562596431224711787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/09/face-book.html' title='Face Book'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-7344130457716380953</id><published>2008-09-08T13:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:54:12.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Way Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SMWg8fzlYrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CpazACM_OTo/s1600-h/P9070143.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday I hopped on my bike for a long road ride. I hadn't done that in awhile and it was starting to show. So I head out of town, reach the intersection of Broad and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tennessee&lt;/span&gt; and realize I need to decide where to go. I chose Trenton and head over the toe and out to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;back roads&lt;/span&gt; that will lead me to Trenton and a climb up 136. I was by myself, and started day dreaming about my old boyfriend Scotty (AKA Dallas). Cute,buff bod, lawyer with and MBA, did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stand up&lt;/span&gt; from time to time, yet was so laid back. I got all sidetracked thinking about him the next think I noticed was a bridge. Huh...never seen that before. I look around and realize I was not on the normal route. I had gotten so lost in my thoughts I had road right by my turn.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SMWgKOoQY5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/9RwkUO9znWU/s1600-h/P9080145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243773438728889234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SMWgKOoQY5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/9RwkUO9znWU/s320/P9080145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was a 3.5 hour ride at T&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;anasi&lt;/span&gt;/Brush Creek covering most of the trails for rampage. Amy, Bill (Mr.Lisa) and Gary joined in the fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day ended on a sweet note...as in a yummy brownie from Florida sent via Sam's mom. Gotta give the guy credit, he is working the kitchen aid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SMWhJEGsclI/AAAAAAAAAHw/n7FfpJPtYM8/s1600-h/P9070143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243774518235525714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SMWhJEGsclI/AAAAAAAAAHw/n7FfpJPtYM8/s320/P9070143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-7344130457716380953?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7344130457716380953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=7344130457716380953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/7344130457716380953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/7344130457716380953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/09/long-way-out.html' title='The Long Way Out'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SMWgKOoQY5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/9RwkUO9znWU/s72-c/P9080145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-8419465563198451841</id><published>2008-09-06T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T10:13:30.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SMKMuN3PeoI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Z_RQFU439U8/s1600-h/P9010138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242907641835911810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SMKMuN3PeoI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Z_RQFU439U8/s320/P9010138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Monday I met JC, Paul, Anita, Gary, Dean, Alex and Steven for a loop on Raccoon. JC was in town visiting from Partland and I had missed Big Daddy the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great ride. Raccoon is definately the place to see and be seen. I was pooped, as it was day six of riding and had raced the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other notible sittings included : Ann looking FAB at 5 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SMKNf8LW2II/AAAAAAAAAHI/c-v04A6PpHs/s1600-h/P9010139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242908496081901698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SMKNf8LW2II/AAAAAAAAAHI/c-v04A6PpHs/s320/P9010139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SMKN0cGYXkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/55Qs9gIXLoc/s1600-h/P9010140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242908848248348226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SMKN0cGYXkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/55Qs9gIXLoc/s320/P9010140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike in the woods???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-8419465563198451841?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8419465563198451841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=8419465563198451841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/8419465563198451841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/8419465563198451841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SMKMuN3PeoI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Z_RQFU439U8/s72-c/P9010138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-972532221650272903</id><published>2008-09-05T08:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:34:23.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Socks vs. Karen  Round 1-BING</title><content type='html'>[quote="Philip Stewart"]New socks are better than than riding with Karen.[/quote]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was crushed. Was this because I started 6 minutes behind him and passed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it because I didn't stay with the hurt rider, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;choosing&lt;/span&gt; instead to ride up and get Barry..who would be more helpful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I hadn't given him a pair of the much coveted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Velo&lt;/span&gt; Vixen socks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw the question out to a few of my much younger yet adoring fans.   Florida's  response: I would much rather ride with you than have a new pair of socks. Folks, this is coming from a cute 24 year semi pro mountain biker who I actually had given two pair of new socks two Sunday.  I also checked with  B-friend # 4 - Cute 28 year old Engineer: Quality time with me, unless they were really nice ski socks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;every ones&lt;/span&gt; favorite rider. The fall from the top is hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-972532221650272903?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/972532221650272903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=972532221650272903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/972532221650272903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/972532221650272903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/09/socks-vs-karen-round-1-bing.html' title='Socks vs. Karen  Round 1-BING'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-1334551745278343367</id><published>2008-08-31T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:53:08.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixers and Mountain Bikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SLs-4iO-fEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/sWOj_nJXoUE/s1600-h/2007_07_12_kitchenaid-customized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240851732358921282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SLs-4iO-fEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/sWOj_nJXoUE/s320/2007_07_12_kitchenaid-customized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were starting to look up when I read this post on Florida's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://michaelviertel.blogspot.com/2008/08/youll-get-your-carrot-cake.html"&gt;You'll get your carrot cake...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...when I get &lt;a href="http://www.kitchenaid.com/catalog/category.jsp?categoryId=310"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;A CUSTOMIZED kitchen aid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nonetheless&lt;/span&gt;....as the standard machines are pricey I can only imagine what this would cost. Sigh. It is pretty cool looking though. Guess I will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;eating&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Greenlife's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Italian&lt;/span&gt; Creme Cake for awhile longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a somewhat brighter note today was the race at Booker T. It was hot but turned out pretty well...I stayed upright..actually lead for awhile and ended up finishing 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt;. Out of the 5 races this year, one was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DNF&lt;/span&gt; due to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mechanical&lt;/span&gt; and the other 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;involved&lt;/span&gt; crashes. So this was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; a new experience, having to ride hard and race the whole event. I took the lead early in the first lap and then hit a wall of juniors...sweetie, I need to get by you so ride to the right and and am going to pass on the left..ok...wham..to the left he went and we knocked tires... This went on for several minutes and Celeste was right back with me. Curses. During the second lap I heard a crash, and came around the bend and found another junior sprawled out in the trail. I stop. Are you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;? No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;response&lt;/span&gt;...Are you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;? No response...though there were moans..I finally yell, I NEED YOU TO ANSWER ME....my shoulder....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ow&lt;/span&gt;. I tell him I have a friend right up the trail and I will get him and have him come back. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Sadly&lt;/span&gt;, this was at the start of the gully that takes you to the jeep trail and I was forced to hike it as I was off my bike. I lost a bit of ground there but did the right thing, as he was a teen, and new to riding. Barry drove him in and he was fine. I did pass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;several&lt;/span&gt; juniors and several men who had started ahead of me, so that was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my race Chris Brown had given me some tips..the only one I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;followed&lt;/span&gt; was to jump in the lake after the event..It felt good and cooled me down. Though temp wise it was cooler than last year, it was more humid. Most of the buds did well. Kym, Lisa and Bill won their events and Cindy finished in 3rd in our race. (Thanks to Lisa for riding with me yesterday). Steve was riding well and suffered a mechanical on lap two...Florida was still dressed as a mummy and his day didn't go as he would have like. And thanks to all who cheered me on...I always made sure I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;looked&lt;/span&gt; good on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;parade&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lap&lt;/span&gt;...for the fan's you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currier is in town from Portland and we will be mountain biking in the morning. I'd like to get at least two laps of Raccoon in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lionelfelix.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/2007_07_12_kitchenaid-customized.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-1334551745278343367?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1334551745278343367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=1334551745278343367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1334551745278343367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1334551745278343367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/08/mixers-and-mountain-bikes.html' title='Mixers and Mountain Bikes'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SLs-4iO-fEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/sWOj_nJXoUE/s72-c/2007_07_12_kitchenaid-customized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-8576259439169993789</id><published>2008-08-26T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:20:45.534-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrot Cake Karma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SLSqauArDYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BjP4wkEfirk/s1600-h/2794184443_7c48bd4d9c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238999642542902658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SLSqauArDYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BjP4wkEfirk/s320/2794184443_7c48bd4d9c_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided my crash is Karen's fault.  She crashes when I am around on the mountain bike, and it seems I crash when she is around when I am on the road bike.  How did I come to this conclusion?  I NEVER crash on my left side.  It use to be pretty much scar free on that side of my body.  I always fall to my right.  So yep it's Karen's fault.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mind you I was NOT racing the P123 Crit on Sunday.  I was one block away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My response:  Where is the carrot cake you said you'd bake?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-8576259439169993789?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8576259439169993789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=8576259439169993789' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/8576259439169993789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/8576259439169993789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/08/carrot-cake-karma.html' title='Carrot Cake Karma'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SLSqauArDYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BjP4wkEfirk/s72-c/2794184443_7c48bd4d9c_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-2436582045277869495</id><published>2008-08-25T18:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:12:25.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikes, Beer and Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SLM4hMOmqMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NZLCIj0qGBM/s1600-h/P8230105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238592934431336642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SLM4hMOmqMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NZLCIj0qGBM/s320/P8230105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That is pretty much what the weekend revolved around. Saturday I was up and at it bright and early (5am) to head out to help with the River Gorge Road Race. After fufilling my duties at the sart and watching my friends take off, I headed up the mountain for phase two. Unfortunately, I had arrived late and my marshalling corner was covered. So, I spent the time cheering and chatting. My girls rocked!! It was great to see so many people and I had a great time visiting. My last duty of the day brought me back down the mountain to track down a friend of an injuired rider and turn over his mangeled bike and gear. Saddly, he had been airlift but had never lost consciousness. Unfortnately, I was running behind schedule so my ride was out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SLM32mhHR-I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nzEOqrd-0DU/s1600-h/P8240123.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SLM32mhHR-I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nzEOqrd-0DU/s1600-h/P8240123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238592202753918946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SLM32mhHR-I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nzEOqrd-0DU/s320/P8240123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday evening was the 15th annual Southern Brewers Festival and like any good Milwaukee native I was there...unfortunately I found no beers that amazed me but I did enjoy visting with the many friends I came across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SLM5ZpQtj5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/MuI0a1dFKRk/s1600-h/P8250129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238593904297480082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SLM5ZpQtj5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/MuI0a1dFKRk/s320/P8250129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sunday Rae, Jason and the kids come to race and I came to watch the kids. Thank god for Michelle..I would not have managed. Weesie and I cheered maddly for Daddy Jason and Mommy..both did very well. Jason even juped in and raced the p123 race..and finished with the back. Saddly, my favorite bandana is now in Nashville, but dang, she's cute in it. Nothing accentuates green and pink butterflies like skull and crossbones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SLM3BoIsBtI/AAAAAAAAAGI/mHoSciLClko/s1600-h/P8240123.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-2436582045277869495?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2436582045277869495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=2436582045277869495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/2436582045277869495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/2436582045277869495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/08/bikes-and-beer.html' title='Bikes, Beer and Babies'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SLM4hMOmqMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NZLCIj0qGBM/s72-c/P8230105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-3175835555948817334</id><published>2008-08-22T01:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:48:23.384-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday Evening Vixen Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SK4kcZKLiSI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qqgMcXObh4w/s1600-h/Karen_Jim_Karen%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237163486886988066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SK4kcZKLiSI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qqgMcXObh4w/s320/Karen_Jim_Karen%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been on my road bike just a few times in the last month, mostly for short recovery type rides. Last night I lead the Double &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;V's&lt;/span&gt; biweekly ride. It was great fun and has a very loyal following of Vixen supporters...Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I met Barry and some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sorba&lt;/span&gt; guys for a ride at Booker T. Was not one of my better &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;outings&lt;/span&gt; as I over cooked a washed out turn and slide. It happened to be the same location  Star tangled with the week before. The trail out there is so dry..we really need some rain to chill it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday I am helping with the River Gorge Road Race. It will be a 5 am curtain call..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; early!! I will be helping with parking, and a course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;marshall&lt;/span&gt; at the top of the climb. A great place to watch my buds finish. After my support duties are done Fellow Vixen Amy M and I plan to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ride&lt;/span&gt; a couple loops at Raccoon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mountain&lt;/span&gt;. Sunday is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;crit&lt;/span&gt; and Rachel and family will be in town to race and visit. Will be great to see them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-3175835555948817334?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3175835555948817334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=3175835555948817334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/3175835555948817334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/3175835555948817334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/08/wednesday-evening-vixen-ride.html' title='Wednesday Evening Vixen Ride'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SK4kcZKLiSI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qqgMcXObh4w/s72-c/Karen_Jim_Karen%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-7047393865906106743</id><published>2008-08-17T17:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:35:56.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Creek and Pinhoti</title><content type='html'>Today Firewater Barry and I headed down to North Georgia to ride. Though it was shorter day of riding..only 2 hrs 40 minutes, there was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;quite a bit &lt;/span&gt;of climbing..7000 feet.  To put in perspective, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; 2 plus trips up suck creek. Needless to say, what goes up a mountain does indeed come down, and those trails were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sweeeeeeeet&lt;/span&gt;. There were two highlights of the day..one while heading up the mountain.  Barry didn't make it over a log on the trail, but I did. The second was at the end of the ride. As we were finishing, so was a group of 6 men from Atlanta. So, off to the creek we all went to wash off, cool off, and chat. They all had ridden firewater, but had never met "The Man". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Needless&lt;/span&gt; to say, they like everyone else , look forward to the event. I enjoyed sitting in the creek surrounded by half naked men. Good times...Good times......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days of riding...almost 7 hours in the saddle and 11000 feet of climbing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-7047393865906106743?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7047393865906106743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=7047393865906106743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/7047393865906106743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/7047393865906106743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/08/bear-creek-and-pinhoti.html' title='Bear Creek and Pinhoti'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-6595789620653472542</id><published>2008-08-16T17:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:32:10.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho conquistato il mio nemesis</title><content type='html'>That's Italian for I conquered my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nemesis&lt;/span&gt;. There has been one rock at Raccoon Mountain that I never have ridden. I have tried, once even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ending&lt;/span&gt; up over the embankment. But today, I nailed it. I finally figured out the line was over the rocks ahead and not around them, as going around that slowed you down. El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gueppo&lt;/span&gt; es &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;finito&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Fortunately&lt;/span&gt;, my friends, who have also struggled with "it" where there to witnessed it. Got in one loop with the small intestine with Aniat,Paula nd George and one loop on my own without  the intestine. A great day of riding!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few Wednesday evenings have been spent looping around the trail at  Booker T with Kim, Mark, Florida Mike , Lisa, Star, Bill, Cindy and her husband Bill. Even Sam S made a guest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;appearance&lt;/span&gt; at last weeks event. The coolest thing is our friend Steve S got a mountain bike and has joined in. He is doing great, and has fab people like Kim and Mark helping him get the hang of it, which helps. I love it has I get to chase the fast girls, which works me. Afterwards, we eat...and its a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rash that appeared M&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;onday&lt;/span&gt; is finally calming down. Its been a rough two weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-6595789620653472542?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6595789620653472542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=6595789620653472542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/6595789620653472542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/6595789620653472542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/08/ho-conquistato-il-mio-nemesis.html' title='Ho conquistato il mio nemesis'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-1896154047771763853</id><published>2008-07-28T18:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:08:34.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finallly....an Update!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating.....but here is a brief recap of the activities and events of the past few weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. All the spotted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mollys&lt;/span&gt; are deceased.&lt;br /&gt;2. Raced mountain bike at Ft. Mountain. 2 laps and loads of climbing and a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;power line&lt;/span&gt; descent that I absolutely loved.&lt;br /&gt;3. Got my first case of full blown poison ivy after toppling at Ft . Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;4. Raced at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fontana&lt;/span&gt;.....very hard course. Was wet. Slid off wooden bridge into a ravine. Climbed out and road rest of lap easy. Ride time was equal to 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; place....bummer.&lt;br /&gt;5. More poison ivy. Went to Dr and got shot and drugs. Legs were a mess from the brambles that I landed in.&lt;br /&gt;6. Drove to Nashville for trip to C&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hicago&lt;/span&gt; for a reunion of my first job. Had developed a staph infection and woke up in Nashville with a swollen face and eye and a bright read nose. Came home. As the arrangements were all nonrefundable, I will be heading to C&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hicago&lt;/span&gt; soon.&lt;br /&gt;7. Been riding Booker T on Weds with the girls and dinner after. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;8. Signed up for Black Bear Rampage, a 44 mile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mtn&lt;/span&gt; bike race.&lt;br /&gt;9. Went up to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ocoee&lt;/span&gt; Saturday with Lisa T and road 4 hours and 30 miles..my longest ride ever. Was a great day. Road much of the course for rampage and felt good about it.&lt;br /&gt;10. Woke up Monday with a massive rash. It appears I may have had an allergic reaction or a heat rash or a combination of both, as the the antibiotics made me more sensitive to the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sandwich said, I am due for some good very, very soon. I look forward to that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-1896154047771763853?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1896154047771763853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=1896154047771763853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1896154047771763853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1896154047771763853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/07/finalllyan-update.html' title='Finallly....an Update!!'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-5087584921965033227</id><published>2008-06-12T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T15:05:49.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish Imitate Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SFFxZkCNNHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kDjpLiYttbA/s1600-h/Molly+Fish+Karen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211070927827973234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SFFxZkCNNHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kDjpLiYttbA/s320/Molly+Fish+Karen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I was presented with three Spotted Molly fish in my honor for the fish tank in our departments living room.    The largest of the three was named Karen.  Shortly after their introduction to the tank, Karen was chasing the other fish, terrorizing the Vince fish and fighing with the other spotties.  Coincedance?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-5087584921965033227?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5087584921965033227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=5087584921965033227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/5087584921965033227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/5087584921965033227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/06/fish-imitate-life.html' title='Fish Imitate Life'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SFFxZkCNNHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kDjpLiYttbA/s72-c/Molly+Fish+Karen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-1806568024749060975</id><published>2008-06-07T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T15:13:27.784-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Challanging the Greenway My Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SEsV5FlMp-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/50cpcSJ1IqM/s1600-h/P6080070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209281464479033314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SEsV5FlMp-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/50cpcSJ1IqM/s320/P6080070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While driving back to Chattanooga last Saturday several friends of mine were competing in the G&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reenway&lt;/span&gt; C&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hallange&lt;/span&gt; put on by '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; fella. I had been out to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;greenway&lt;/span&gt; a few times running, but was unaware of the quarry (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, i am not really sure how I missed that) and the trails that went off the main path. So I was confused on "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bushwacking"&lt;/span&gt; up the ridge and other areas people were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;describing&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;challenging&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, now I know. After a hearty breakfast the sandwich and I headed over to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;greenway&lt;/span&gt; with the kayak, bikes and running shoes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, he had those items..i had one road shoe and one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mtn&lt;/span&gt; bike shoe, both for the left foot. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ooops&lt;/span&gt;. The bike turned out to be fun, especially the last section of single track, but I could understand where people not used to riding on trails would have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;leery&lt;/span&gt; in that section. Having one run under my belt since Jan I delivered a trot and a walk. We climbed up the creek bed and detoured to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;quarry's&lt;/span&gt; beach. Being an self supported event my special &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;challenges&lt;/span&gt; were a bit different. I traversed two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lenghts&lt;/span&gt; of the balance beam...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, almost two. 1 and 7/8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. As we returned to our transition &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;vehicle&lt;/span&gt; after the run, I spied the inflatables that had been set up for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;picnic&lt;/span&gt;. A water slide was calling my name. It rocked...especially the mist at the top of the slide. After much success with the water "obstacle" we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;proceeded&lt;/span&gt; to the paddle. I enjoy the water at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;greenway&lt;/span&gt; as it is so peaceful. A return visit to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;water slide&lt;/span&gt; and we were done. It was a great day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;all be&lt;/span&gt; a hot one, and props to the sandwich for taking me through it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-1806568024749060975?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1806568024749060975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=1806568024749060975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1806568024749060975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1806568024749060975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/06/challanging-greenway-psuedo-style.html' title='Challanging the Greenway My Way'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SEsV5FlMp-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/50cpcSJ1IqM/s72-c/P6080070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-2004084379958961769</id><published>2008-06-01T12:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T12:16:07.145-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SELKjwW1KPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/a9cneUDM-hs/s1600-h/P5310068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206946834818607346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SELKjwW1KPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/a9cneUDM-hs/s320/P5310068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this city...it is up there with NYC and the state of California as my favorite places.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the view from the car heading in.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The drive from Chattanoog to the hose is roughly 10.5 hours..I live about 1 hr 45 minutes north of Chicago.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-2004084379958961769?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2004084379958961769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=2004084379958961769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/2004084379958961769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/2004084379958961769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/06/chicago.html' title='Chicago'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SELKjwW1KPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/a9cneUDM-hs/s72-c/P5310068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-1420691489935178626</id><published>2008-06-01T11:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T12:10:10.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisconsin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SELIquiZ7HI/AAAAAAAAAFI/gMOhqIjn1nw/s1600-h/P5310048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206944755566111858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SELIquiZ7HI/AAAAAAAAAFI/gMOhqIjn1nw/s320/P5310048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SELF7_et56I/AAAAAAAAAE4/rAhBXzAAcCg/s1600-h/P5310063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206941753636939682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" height="260" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SELF7_et56I/AAAAAAAAAE4/rAhBXzAAcCg/s320/P5310063.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SELG1RrsYrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ldQ9G-K55dU/s1600-h/P5260031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206942737775747762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" height="261" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SELG1RrsYrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ldQ9G-K55dU/s320/P5260031.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                  I spent this past  week at home in Wisconsin. I grew up in a suburb of Milwaukee, not too far inland from Lake Michigan. My mom lives in the same house I grew up in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather during the week was colder than normal. I forgot to pack my winter riding clothes and running shoes so I only got one ride in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday and Monday though, were beautiful. Sunny and in the mid seventies. Sunday was spent with my sister and her family at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pewaukee&lt;/span&gt; Lake listening to a band and drinking tasty Stella Gin citrus infused shots. Hey, its Wisconsin!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday my mother and I took in the Body Works exhibit at the Milwaukee Public &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Museum&lt;/span&gt;. Those not family, this shows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;plasticised&lt;/span&gt; bodies in action, and was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;incredibly&lt;/span&gt; interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the week was spent catching up on my shopping and resting. Friday night the family gathered at the house and the week was over too quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-1420691489935178626?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1420691489935178626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=1420691489935178626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1420691489935178626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1420691489935178626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/06/wisconsin.html' title='Wisconsin'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SELIquiZ7HI/AAAAAAAAAFI/gMOhqIjn1nw/s72-c/P5310048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-4696339364844345857</id><published>2008-04-14T18:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:01:06.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Town Racing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SAPhjAMHR-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/VOLEih7qjKQ/s1600-h/Karn+Crit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189239187123423202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SAPhjAMHR-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/VOLEih7qjKQ/s320/Karn+Crit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend I gave road racing another try by participating in the Georgia Cup Chattanooga event. It was a 3 stage race, but decided to just race Saturdays events, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Crit&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TT&lt;/span&gt; and help with the event on Sunday. I also had teammate Beth from Nashville spend the weekend with me. Beth was an awesome house guest, a great person and tolerated my drugged out, funnel wearing, lack of bladder control dog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;incredibly&lt;/span&gt; well. She's also a very talented rider!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our time trial start times on Saturday morning were some of the first. Felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; and finished in the mix. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;crit&lt;/span&gt; was a different story. The course was .75 miles and included a jaunt between two building that created a weird wind wall. I was in a bad spot in the pack and got slammed off the back of the pack. Bummer. I was able to catch some others who were off the bad, only to find they were teammates and screwed me over! It was a great learning experience and fun. I am ready to try again!!  Credit to G girl for the pic.  Thanks you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-4696339364844345857?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4696339364844345857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=4696339364844345857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/4696339364844345857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/4696339364844345857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/04/home-town-racing.html' title='Home Town Racing'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/SAPhjAMHR-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/VOLEih7qjKQ/s72-c/Karn+Crit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-8731505655770449332</id><published>2008-04-11T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T16:10:20.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosie Recuperation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R__DL9AWkwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OH0DoRXLTEI/s1600-h/Rosie+Funnel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188079905876120322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R__DL9AWkwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OH0DoRXLTEI/s320/Rosie+Funnel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Week two of Rosie's surgery saga brought the threat of another surgery as her right ear was swollen.  Further &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;analysis&lt;/span&gt; deemed it inflamed and more drugs were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;prescribed&lt;/span&gt;, along with a smaller, easier to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;maneuver&lt;/span&gt; e collar or funnel as I call it.   The doctor recommended that she be sedated for the next week, and I came home with a bottle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doggie&lt;/span&gt; downers.  Hopefully we will all sleep well this next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weeks riding was shorter and more intense.  Last Saturday Cathi and I road about 4 hours with two climbs.  My legs were toast the next day at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;crit&lt;/span&gt; training with the fast girls.  The warm up sucked, but the training went better.  Got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TT&lt;/span&gt; bike out in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;anticipation&lt;/span&gt; of Saturdays time trial and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;crit&lt;/span&gt;.  I am nervous about my first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;crit&lt;/span&gt;...there will be about 25 in our race racing a .7 mile course zipping through downtown.  Even though it is a female friendly format, that is quite group of ladies racing.  Or, at least it seems to me it is.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-8731505655770449332?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8731505655770449332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=8731505655770449332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/8731505655770449332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/8731505655770449332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/04/rosie-recuperation.html' title='Rosie Recuperation'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R__DL9AWkwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OH0DoRXLTEI/s72-c/Rosie+Funnel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-6824067472795891697</id><published>2008-04-04T09:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T09:55:29.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggie Surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R_YwrAr5D3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/On-wpOz-_L4/s1600-h/Rosie+Funnel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185385536440307570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R_YwrAr5D3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/On-wpOz-_L4/s320/Rosie+Funnel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wednesday Rosie had surgery on her ears. Due to chronic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;issues&lt;/span&gt;, she had ruptured the blood vessels in her ears and they had to be drained and reworked. Oh, and an nodule in one removed. As you can she, she was looking ever so stylish on her return home. The incisions are on the inside of the ear and heal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unsutured&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;X ray&lt;/span&gt; film is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stitched&lt;/span&gt; to the outer ear to protect and kept weighted down. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stitches&lt;/span&gt; and film get removed in 3 weeks. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; evening didn't go so well, many water bowl failures as she would attempt to drink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; then flip the bowel with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;e collar&lt;/span&gt;. I removed the collar for food and sleep, and she has paid little attention to her wounds...which is good, as I gave up the fight this am to put the collar back on this morning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No ride Wednesday eve due to above, and road the trainer last night due to rain. 7-8 hours of riding on the schedule this weekend. I'll am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alreay&lt;/span&gt; looking forward to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;, a rest day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-6824067472795891697?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6824067472795891697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=6824067472795891697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/6824067472795891697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/6824067472795891697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/04/doggie-surgery.html' title='Doggie Surgery'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R_YwrAr5D3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/On-wpOz-_L4/s72-c/Rosie+Funnel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-4618727527106736560</id><published>2008-03-29T10:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T16:10:35.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Finally Own A Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R-5OzAr5D2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/ahkW1OX4i5c/s1600-h/P3290001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183166859414409058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R-5OzAr5D2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/ahkW1OX4i5c/s320/P3290001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No suprise as to my first digital picture taken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter Sunday was spent riding with Kim, Mark and Mike, a 24 year old blond haired, green eyed pro rider from Fl.   Sigh.......... We had a great ride, though I had balance issues with the new ride.  The handle bars were way to wide and I was constantly out of whack.  I could make it through the knarly rock garden but flew over the handle bars due to a sappling.  Go figure.   Had dinner at their house that eve with a bunch of other Easter misfits and riders.   Was fun, and vegan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week am due for a bunch o riding at higher intensities. Should be fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-4618727527106736560?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4618727527106736560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=4618727527106736560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/4618727527106736560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/4618727527106736560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/03/camera-i-own-finally.html' title='I Finally Own A Camera'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R-5OzAr5D2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/ahkW1OX4i5c/s72-c/P3290001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-1006054944890591668</id><published>2008-03-21T18:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T15:52:21.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R-RQTAr5D1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/DubGyZc8TQ4/s1600-h/bike+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180353758914744146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R-RQTAr5D1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/DubGyZc8TQ4/s320/bike+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FINALLY road my new bike. It is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sweeeeet&lt;/span&gt; ride. Very plush. I loved riding it and enjoyed my time in the saddle...looking forward to many more. Trail had some mud and downed trees from the storms earlier this week. Hopfully the bike it enjoyed its first mud as much as I did.&lt;br /&gt;I am still feeling puny...could barely talk late today. Will spend the evening laying low and enjoying the soup &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;P &lt;/span&gt;was kind enough to drop off.  Rosemary Lentil. It was tasty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I plan to ride and Sunday will spend time with the pros. I have picked up marshmallow peeps to throw at them should they get out of hand. Behave, and we have snacks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-1006054944890591668?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1006054944890591668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=1006054944890591668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1006054944890591668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1006054944890591668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R-RQTAr5D1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/DubGyZc8TQ4/s72-c/bike+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-1322738614488774180</id><published>2008-03-19T11:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T11:15:08.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Coffee???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R-EsFpyrT_I/AAAAAAAAADw/b2-VWdz7djQ/s1600-h/No+Coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179469522082156530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R-EsFpyrT_I/AAAAAAAAADw/b2-VWdz7djQ/s320/No+Coffee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only is it raining today, the following sign greeted many of us as we made our way to our espresso, latte, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cappuccino&lt;/span&gt;, coffee system. It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt;....vanilla latte with and extra shot every morning.....Thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Carsten&lt;/span&gt;! Your the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Prez&lt;/span&gt; ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-1322738614488774180?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1322738614488774180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=1322738614488774180' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1322738614488774180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1322738614488774180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/03/coffee-unavialable.html' title='No Coffee???'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R-EsFpyrT_I/AAAAAAAAADw/b2-VWdz7djQ/s72-c/No+Coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-5823271439198468526</id><published>2008-03-17T21:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:27:54.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosie the Drama Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R98ag5yrT-I/AAAAAAAAADo/yz8GUZPK_rk/s1600-h/Rosie+Bathtub.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178887249070870498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R98ag5yrT-I/AAAAAAAAADo/yz8GUZPK_rk/s320/Rosie+Bathtub.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up this morning feeling less than great, so I spent the day at home. Rosie started off quite and well mannered, but took a turn for the worse around mid day. She wants attention and is very local in securing it. She is also very creative....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-5823271439198468526?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5823271439198468526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=5823271439198468526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/5823271439198468526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/5823271439198468526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/03/rosie-drama-queen.html' title='Rosie the Drama Queen'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R98ag5yrT-I/AAAAAAAAADo/yz8GUZPK_rk/s72-c/Rosie+Bathtub.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-7931229957620327058</id><published>2008-03-16T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:50:34.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain Go Away</title><content type='html'>After 5 months I picked up my new bike.  WOW.  It came equipped with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;turquoise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt;!  Its hot! I was looking forward to the weekend when I could spend Saturday and Sunday getting the feel for it and what it could do.  And then, it rained...and rained...and rained yet again.  Bummer.  So, my first ride will be Monday.  Tuesday those who have helped and supported me on this quest are joining in.  I predict a high entertainment value on this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Rae made it to town Saturday and was able to squeeze in a ride for 2 hours from 8 am to 10 am on Sunday.  And so we went.  Headed out through the valley until we hit Nick a Jack.  Oh, I never get to climb the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nashvillian&lt;/span&gt; stated lets go up.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Grrrr&lt;/span&gt;.  Up she went with me following.  Knowing that my heart had been set on mountain biking, Rae  did point out the roads on the top were still wet, which meant the trails would be very muddy.  Was a very strange  feeling arriving home at 10:07 with my workout done.  That's typically the time I start thinking about a ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-7931229957620327058?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7931229957620327058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=7931229957620327058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/7931229957620327058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/7931229957620327058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/03/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain Rain Go Away'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-33145036158997261</id><published>2008-03-10T19:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:09:28.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Era is About To Begin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R9XKw5yrT9I/AAAAAAAAADg/B_P3DGZEdBc/s1600-h/18-EraFSR_Comp_blk_9380-33_d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176266288228159442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R9XKw5yrT9I/AAAAAAAAADg/B_P3DGZEdBc/s320/18-EraFSR_Comp_blk_9380-33_d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Specialized Era shipped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; according to Noah. FINALLY!! There had been some stumbling blocks along the way but my new ride would soon be here. Even the boys at the shop are excited to see it and take it for a spin. Hopefully it should be in town Tuesday and assembled on Wednesday and ready to go for the weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snowy Saturday turned into I don't want get out of bed Saturday. Finally, at 3:30, I did. To go eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday the weather was much nicer and I was able to complete a close to 5 hour ride which included climbs up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mowbry&lt;/span&gt; Mountain and Suck Creek. Was happy to run into old friend Peter and his crew along the way and share some time on the road. I have been spending my time in the saddle riding easy, spinning away the hours and building my fitness. I can see improvement and that makes me happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-33145036158997261?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/33145036158997261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=33145036158997261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/33145036158997261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/33145036158997261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-era-is-about-to-begin.html' title='A New Era is About To Begin'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R9XKw5yrT9I/AAAAAAAAADg/B_P3DGZEdBc/s72-c/18-EraFSR_Comp_blk_9380-33_d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-2776854283302955029</id><published>2008-03-08T08:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T11:21:15.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowflakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R9QAXJyrT7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/imV34Y4Scp0/s1600-h/Car+snow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175762269521006514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R9QAXJyrT7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/imV34Y4Scp0/s320/Car+snow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up this morning and peeked out the window. It was snowing! The big, fluffy flakes. It rarely happens here in the south so it is a special treat for me when it does. We received about 40 inches the week in Aspen, so I did get my powder on then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the text I just received from Weather.com we are under a Winter Weather Advisory. It is snowing, 30 degrees but feels like 22. BRR! This does put a kink in my workout plans, but I have had a good week. I actually planned ahead and road on Monday since it was due to rain Tues. Good call!! Carol joined me at the Bend for a ride with some short intervals. Thursday Carol, her husband Jim, PVK and I circled the stadium parking lot simulating a crit. That was great fun, even with PVK using his tough love motivation! Fortunately, I respond well to that and had some good efforts staying on his wheel. Sunday is due to be much nicer so I will get my long ride in on a hopefully sunny Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to today. Hmmm.....I haven't been shopping in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-2776854283302955029?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2776854283302955029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=2776854283302955029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/2776854283302955029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/2776854283302955029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/03/snowflakes.html' title='Snowflakes'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3cjJpfChMY/R9QAXJyrT7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/imV34Y4Scp0/s72-c/Car+snow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-6198392059377465941</id><published>2008-03-06T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T09:16:13.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funk</title><content type='html'>That is what my friends affectionately call the mental state that sometimes find myself in. I have been in my funk for the past couple weeks. I had been laying low over the winter , staying home in hopes of saving a bit of money and calories by avoiding the food and alcohol social thing. Didn't work so well. Found I ate way more while milling around the house and was more depressed being by myself all the time. Enough!!! I am over that and enjoying my ability to do whatever I want whenever I want. (Special thanks to Rae...love ya!) Happily, this also coincides with spring forward! Sunshine does the body and mind good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-6198392059377465941?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6198392059377465941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=6198392059377465941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/6198392059377465941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/6198392059377465941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/03/funk.html' title='Funk'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-511745660506989032</id><published>2008-02-20T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T09:17:02.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Presidents Day</title><content type='html'>Is the politically correct holiday that we get off instead of a nice day in spring, like Good Friday. It was a day off nonetheless which meant time on the bike for me. Endurance Ride with Sprints. Not so bad, I rather enjoy intervals, and at least it was light out. They make you work hard and the time goes by quicker. Sounded good until line two...On a Climb. Wooo. That sucks. So, while heading up the Suck I would stand a sprint for 15 seconds every minute for 2o minutes. It did, however beat the previous day which was two hours on a spin bike at the Y. The redemption of that workout was new spin room has a DVD player so I watched the movie Secret Garden with Johnny Depp. He's quite easy on the eyes and certainly made the time fly. Enjoyed the ride Johnny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-511745660506989032?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/511745660506989032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=511745660506989032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/511745660506989032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/511745660506989032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/02/presidents-day.html' title='Presidents Day'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-1867870172793325576</id><published>2008-02-17T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T21:38:11.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of a Long Week</title><content type='html'>It was a really long week.  It was one of those weeks were there just wasn't any down time, which I need to function sainly, and I was still feeling the repercussions of Sundays stop, drop and roll off the bike.   To top it off Saturday was spend in Nashville attending the Tennesse Bike Racing Associations annual meeting.  It was a long day discussing the state of of racing in Tenenssee and ways to improve it.  I did find I learned quite a bit there, and in the car ride to and from. &lt;br /&gt;I have officially withdrawn from the half ironman I was scheduled to do and will instead head up to Mt Snow, VT in July for Mountain Bike Nationals, which according to the email from US Cycling, I have qualified for.    The V girls will be heading up there and Kim is excited that I will be joining them, as they are "so much fun." Let the fun begin!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-1867870172793325576?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1867870172793325576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=1867870172793325576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1867870172793325576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/1867870172793325576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/02/end-of-long-week.html' title='The End of a Long Week'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-7390443098118334978</id><published>2008-02-11T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T14:25:31.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Came Crashing Down....</title><content type='html'>head first. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day had started out well enough...went and met The Bill for a 2-3 ride on the trails at Raccoon Mtn. It takes awhile to get out of the parking lot some days as there are so many friends and aquaintances there at times. No surprise on that for most of you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride was jamming along nicely and Bill was interested in seeing me hit the log on the small intestine trail. I had road it for the first time a couple weeks ago and he was anxious to see me do it, as I had been told I had made it look easy and effortless. I actually thought it was no longer there, as several trees had been removed from the trail and thought it was one of them. No so, as Bill pointed out , there was the log. I came around the bend and pedaled fast towards it. Up I went, and unfortunately, I had stayed seated and didn't shift my weight back and I came crashing down wheel, head and shoulder first. Bummer....that hurt. A few minutes later a man came through..he walked it. A few more minutes, two more men and no real attempts. Perhaps that should be a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the trail and headed back to the car where Bill was kind enough to help me get myself organized...The shoulder was making it difficult to dress...and proved to make it difficult to undress once home. I pretty much called it a day and Rosie and I proceeded to take a 2 hour nap. I am glad this weeekend is behind me......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-7390443098118334978?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7390443098118334978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=7390443098118334978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/7390443098118334978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/7390443098118334978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-i-came-crashing-down.html' title='And I Came Crashing Down....'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-4873223033930759990</id><published>2008-02-09T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T09:14:59.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back the Bike</title><content type='html'>So, after two weeks off I joined my team mates Cat and Dreama to ride down to Georgia for our inter squad time trial. I spend much time riding on my own so I was happy to ride with my friends, but they are stronger riders, and its always a bit tough for me mentally, as I realize that they are still stronger and then I proceed to get depressed. Though I know they ride much more than I do, and I am focusing on mountain biking, I just wish one day they would not have wait for me. Perhaps one day I will surprise them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed on the 8 mile TT and instead helped the guys with logistics as a good team president should. The after ride food stop was Mudpie where Beth, Christie, Cat and Dreama enjoyed some good female bounding and I showed up later for coffee from hottie barrister Brandon. Sigh.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-4873223033930759990?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4873223033930759990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=4873223033930759990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/4873223033930759990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/4873223033930759990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-bike.html' title='Back the Bike'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-8245092672315034312</id><published>2008-02-07T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T19:32:25.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would Jesus Do?</title><content type='html'>Last evening will perusing the online version of the local news a headline jumped out at me...Bookkeeper Arrested in Theft from Local Company. Hmmm...sounded intrigueing enough to click open and see what it was all about. Low and behold, up popped the mug shot of a former coworker. She had left our company to go to work a friends business and in the process stole appoximately $100,000. It made me very sad to think that someone felt they had no other recourse than to take from those who trusted her. She had wore a bracelet that had inscribed WWJD? Its sad to think that when she looked down on her wrist, that was the answer she came up with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-8245092672315034312?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8245092672315034312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=8245092672315034312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/8245092672315034312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/8245092672315034312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-would-jesus-do.html' title='What Would Jesus Do?'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015745628428914191.post-5569290168653978619</id><published>2007-09-21T11:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T19:29:52.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to Climb</title><content type='html'>I finally got to try climbing, on real rock...on a real mountain.  Kevin, one of our Engineers took  some of the staff to Sunset Rock on Lookout Mountain in Georgia after work. It was one of the hardest things that I have ever done.  It's difficult to mentally process that you can step backwards and not fall.  I found the menatl aspect more of a challange than the physical aspects, though a couple more inches of reach would sure have been sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9015745628428914191-5569290168653978619?l=karonsspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5569290168653978619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9015745628428914191&amp;postID=5569290168653978619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/5569290168653978619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9015745628428914191/posts/default/5569290168653978619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karonsspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/learning-to-climb-pre-climb.html' title='Learning to Climb'/><author><name>Karen Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958191639939992843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
