Friday, June 29

Tooth Update

Way back when i lied about getting my teeth fixed. I had an appointment. I walked in, told the receptionist i was not mentally and emotionally up to it, and walked out. 2.5 months later, i decided it was go time. Last thursday i sped down the hill for the 5th face numbing experience.

The vineers needed to pulled off again, which required three shots that made my lip look all Hollywood with collagen, for free. My nose was numb, so i think it ran on the dentist's hand.

Since the product was completely bonded to what barely remains of my teeth, the amount of torque and force to get them off kept pulling my head off the chair and banging it back down. The taste of blood was all too familiar from my last mid-ride nose bleed.

Then the big fake uni-tooth got slapped on. One tooth that looks like three, that is awesome. They contain a slight yellow hue, and one of them has lost a corner to a spoon.

I decided that i like Juice it Up better than Jamba Juice because it is cheaper, the lines and shorter, the workers not so "I'm Cool" and the parking much easier to come by.

The teeth will stay put, hopefully, until August 1st. Then the real deal will be put on. They wanted me to do it the week between National Champs in Vermont and another National in North Carolina, but i said i could not bear the stress and the trauma.

So far, they feel ok. I can't feel the wind like usual, and cold drinks are ok. But, Timber gave me a solid head-butt at the precise location of the unitooth, making them feel loose, and super sore.

And that's that. Things could always be worse, that's is the truth.

For those of you SoCal mountain bikers, check out the "Fitness With Lupus" blog to the right. Bruce M has gone down hard and bad in Colorado. Send them some love.

Thursday, June 28

Smack Talkers Beware...

We, the contingency of SoCal mountain bikers known as Jose O Therapy (Team Jose Ole combined with Pass Physical Therapy) have come up with an idea to fight the ever growing plague of hate talk via the internet.

A rundown of the board memebers is to follow, just be sure to know that i will be in sales, because i talk, a lot...

Fresh Memo From President and Founder Matt Freeman:
"I just thought of a brilliant financial opportunity for us. We start a business that teaches people Internet Tact. The internet has given everyone a forum that used to not exist. It used to be, if you wanted to say something to the world, you'd wear a sandwich board with your message and stand on a street corner or you'd stand in the town square and yell, "Here ye, here ye!" Now, anyone can say anything they want, uneditted, and somewhat annonomyously. We could call the company, "Web Tact-ics" or something gay (not that there's anything wrong with that) like that. Who's in?"

I have also been told that the Jeep will be the company vehicle, it is shiny and stands out.

Tuesday, June 26

Photos, for those who do not read, or who find me bland

Flying Pet

Is This White Trash???

Kid Implements

Giving Some Love to a Neglected Friend (and the "NEW" blue subaru behind it!!)

For Sale FOR REAL!! DO NOT talk to any perspective buyers and tell them what is REALLY under the hood!!

I am really hungry, but the oven/stove make the house really hot. Option one and only: Eat a 3 day old omlette. I think i will go for cereal.

Feeding Time, and i hold the prize!

It doesn't "look" that bad...

Doing some racing in Deer Valley, UT

Successfully Failing

First Day on The Job:

LOST: One sock
FORGOT: Goggles for swim lessons, swim trunks, flip flops

I feel as if i have worked an 8 hr day on the field chasing junior high kids. but in fact, it has just been me, two pets, and an eight year old. something odd happens when you add a human as big as one of my legs to the mix. Laundry somehow quadruples, dishes pile, and random items become missing or found for that matter.

With the extra laundry, my pinky hurts. This is because in order for the spin cycle to work, i have to open the lid, hold the spinner thing with one hand and stick my pinky into the hole that makes it actually spin. Then hold on for dear life, hoping that it wont knock over the Oxyclean again. (Sorry again Mr. Freeman, for filling my trainer with oxyclean, then putting it in the back of your non-van with suspect white powder.)

I feel like i haven't ridden a bike in about 8 days, but it has actually only been 36 hours. But, i need to retrieve a new seat and front wheel from two seperate locations that just seem too far away.

I found a camera, actually i found three. So on my next adventure, where ever that may be, i will be well equipped to add some photos.

Until then, laundry, dishes, sweeping, organizing and perhaps a brief cat nap on the futon are in order.

Friday, June 22

Order of Trim Spa, For One, Please

I never thought we would have to go to this spot. But Timber is jiggly and squishy. But i don't think this product is for him. There is a series of recent events that has caused me to examine my posterior from quite a few vantage points.

Being a house wife and all, who does the bare minimum in the house and who is expecting child, in the form of an 8 year old to arrive Sunday, precious time must not be wasted. Matt - New Trek Demo Boy, needed a tour guide on the SART this week. I jumped at the opportunity, and well, maybe i should have taken an older bike.

I have embarked on some super secret covert training, so i can not divulge too much. The snowball affect of my mechanical in DV, coupled with a crack in the rim of my front wheel, tumbled me onto a borrowed bike for CovOp1. This was to be a 2.5 hour mountain bike ride. at minute 7, i snapped the seat tube. Makes one wonder. After pulling out broken piece, shoving post back in, i was looking at well over 2 hours in the saddle, BMX style. Oh, yea. I did feel real bad too. I thought i had slimmed down, and i didn't even take it off any sweet jumps.

Day two had much the same affect to the rear. I picked up my bike from the shop and headed straight for the trails. Approximate same distance to travel via mountain bike. 40 minutes in. Crack, crack, plink, ouch. There went both seat rails. Hmmm. The angle of the seat quickly went south, or the nose went quite north. I could not forgo the forthcoming events of single track drops, creeks, and oh dear, i may have said too much already, so i plodded along.

Now that i have compared the exact same route, with similarly, yet vastly different in the comfort, efficiency, and lame-looking department, bike "issues" as they say, i have concluded the following:

1. Trim Spa was good for Nicole

2. Riding with a too low seat takes a lot longer. No glutes or hamstring insertions are used, thus adding a lot to climb times.

3. Riding with a seat that is going the wrong direction in so many ways, has much longer lasting issues and should be avoided. Although travel time is quicker, the pay out is much smaller.

4.You are also forced to ride OUT of the saddle a lot which is a great training tool, for 30 seconds. Not 30 minutes. But you will sure find the dead spots in your pedal stroke and have the luxury of forgoing the gym for the upper body workout.

5. Descending without a seat post and saddle (i had to ride the single track and switch backs with it in my hand, since riding buddy was way ahead. then randomly he showed up behind me. i guess i am a bad tour guide, he took a wrong turn. Said, hmm, looks like you need a seat.)is quite invigorating and helps with balance and bike handling. Both hands on the bars a must.

6. Descending with a broken seat: tricky. It is good for balance, yet if choose the precisely incorrect moment to sit, this being a hard tail and all, you will realize that the bike is now a solid, immovable nor flexible object. Focus, and be careful.

Thanx to Mattfor his understanding and patience

Monday, June 18

I Have Nothing To Say

And the LIES continue...

I have logged onto my blog at least three times today without writing a single word. Now i will make a near futile attempt to cultivate interest in the reader to continue doing just that. Reading my blog.


1. I have no photos. I can not find my camera, and i have no desire to search the net for things pertaining to my thoughts.

2. I am hungry. My interest is in only one spot...snacks

3. I think there may be other people with more interesting lives than mine

A Flit and a Flutter

About twice a week i scour my home for the loose change husband Jason has hidden, chucked on the floor, or sent through the washing machine. This is my coffee money, thus very important. Once it is found, i put it in a ziplock, then go to the coffee shop for an Iced Coffee. (You know you have "arrived" when you walk through the door and they say "Your iced coffee is ready, Slim B - that is an entire other story, the slim b part). ANYWAYS, if i LOOSE this loot or a single dollar bill, i flip out. i must find it and i will waste precious time looking for it.

Christie lost a $50 BILL. That was where i was going with that. we were packing the bikes in Deer Valley and a fidy was part of a payment for lodging. she placed it down on the ground next to her phone and that was that. About 20 minutes later, she wanted it, as did i, and it was GONE. Things got chaotic, sorta ugly you know. i started walking around, to look like i was doing something. Katerina Nash (a mountain biking wonder, who just won a race, and i told her she was "cool" - what is this, '85?) was dumping out a big barrel of water and it was running down towards our bike boxes. the allure of the stream pulled me closer, and there it was, with a flit and a flutter, it would have been gone. it was nessled in some tall grasses, blowing in the stiff wind. the bill was found. ANd that is about as exciting as it gets.


Shelli, is super cool. She is also now a Doctor of Physical Therapy (whats up with that?) and needed some gifts. i got her one HERE please check it out, it is REALLY Cool! (i got christie one for her bday too) But her Family got her one HERE. That is SOOO COOL!! There are some people who ride because they can, not because they are on fancy stuff. That is Shelli. Beware ladies, shelli's new bike is going to tear you apart. She has not gotten a new one in YEARS. the one she has been racing on is a HAND-ME-DOWN from a cousin as were the SHOES!! It may have even been a steel frame hardtail, but she shreds the down hill like a pro. I am afraid to see what she does to the trail on a dual suspension ride! If you can not tell, i am pretty stoked about this one!!


We (Christie, Matt and Joy) met up with (Romolo, Carolyn, Ely, Nigel and Sean) oy that is a full condo!!! In Park City UT for round 4 of the NMBS. This is the first race at elevation, where the mountain folk start to come out of the woods, so to speak. The venue is always great, although last year i was afraid, scared, intimdated, and inexperienced. This year the worked seemed to pay off. Lining up with the largest field ever, things were at a high level of expectation. I was able to push to the front with Maureen (the Sleeper from Phoenix who wore a Curious George Jersey, who know is sportin a nice team bike and wearing the Vanderkitten goods! Congrats on THAT) we were able to shake third, but faught the good hard fight to get away from each other!! I guestimate that i was holding a 48 second lead heading into the last 2 kilometers, then my drivetrain rebelled. i think we all know the sounds and the feelings and the emotions of begging and pleading with the machine to work for just a few more minutes!! As the the chain sucked itself up by the bottom bracket i had to STOP and pull it out. Then there she was, and there she wasn't! She ended up in first by 7 seconds. Almost as long as a Bull Ride at the Rodeo. Now I know how those cowboys feel. BUT, i was not disheartened! I have never raced that hard for so long and been pushed to that SPOT!! Maureen and i did our cool down together, chatted about sponsors and next year and how each of us were totally amazed at the other ability and our ability to stay with the other one! A truly rewarding day!!

Monday, June 11

Dude, i work here

I need to be brief. The lack of structured work has forced me to delve into projects i usually avoid and waste half my day away. my little mind has been churning for hours and a plethora of verbage could be dispelled onto this post. But i will stay strong, and just do a wee one!

GYM: The turnover of ill-qualified trainers at LA FITNESS where i work is astounding. I have been there over 4 years, many of them only 4 weeks. Today, as i was exiting post class, a trainer pulled me aside and the conversation went something like this: "I see you are very dedicated and just wanted to let you know if you ever need a trainer, some extra help, i am here. just ask." I just looked at him thinking: Dedicated to what? Sometimes showing up at 5:30am to teach spin? Or to working out? BUt i don't "work out" or even lift weights right now. What could he even offer me. I am a trained professional. Ok, so i just teach PE. So i replied, well, i am a competative mountain biker and my coach has me on a strict plan, so i think i will be fine. And, do you know i work here?

Someone reminds me of TUMNUS. Have you ever had the horrid feeling while someone is telling you something oh so important, that you are about to explode with laughter because you finally, after milliseconds of brain churning thought, realize who they remind you of? I had one of those today, and this is who they reminded me of:

This is a direct quote from the coach regarding my latest training update. I think i need a hobby.

"Yo Joy
always an entertaining read - your head must be fun to be in!!!"

Wednesday, June 6

This is How They Feel

While we pedal our little souls out, the spectators look a lot like this. My Grandparents and parents and in laws for that matter, came to watch me race at Firestone a few weeks back. It made me feel REAL bad because it was so hot, so late in the day, and SOOOO boring. But they were awesome and Jason did a stellar job at the feed zone. Except he looked like nature wearing brown and khaki, so my teammate Ed the single speeder almost missed him!
My Dad is a professional photographer, so i would come spinning around a corner and there his giant lens would be and my mom was doing half-jacks (cheater jumping jacks) beside him yelling "yippee Joy." (This is true) My dad recently got part of his luggage stolen in either Mozambique or South Africa the part that went missing were the dozens of cables and chargers for ALL his equipment and computers. Over $500 worth and many hours of searching in stores and online for the goods.

What else:
1.) I drive with the windows down. A GIANT bee slammed into my car door, ricochet directly into my nose where it took a 90 degree turn, landing in my lap. I had to scoop it up, fluttering wildly and throw it out the window.
2.) Today is the beginning of the rest of my life, er, summer. Free lunch at Mexican restaurant with coworkers, quick check of the office for snacks and clothes (i found my crocs too) and then off on a bike ride. This is why i get paid the small bucks.

3.) A few updates from Boulder and Blue Sky Velo and Jeremy...the brother
Jeremy raced the IronHorse Classic a few weeks back! On the big long ride that follows the train, he got 16th and $60, whats up with that?!! He also sprinted for 7th in the crit, and promptly ran DIRECTLY into the barrier of hay, taking some other guy out too because the rest of the pack was swooping around the corner he MISSED that he had just ridden about 45 times. oy.

Tour of Gila Pics: Back when in New MExico - This is Suzanne being the best sag wagon ever. I hope that is my brothers leg...who is to tell. Jeremy said she gave everyone on the team full leg rub downs after every race. Something to look into. I think Greg Pleiss, maybe? Or Marius, just keep an open mind.

Jeremy in center, with his homies.

Total Chick race here, i think their teammate is in this picture. But i simply posted it for the fact that there is a boy lodged in the stack of tires to the left. Awesome.

Suzanne killin' it on her cruiser bike, at night!