<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803</id><updated>2009-06-16T13:08:27.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna Kelso</title><subtitle type='html'>bikes n' stuff</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>254</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-7982372884665955039</id><published>2009-05-11T22:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:25:46.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ducktown</title><content type='html'>Ok, I’m a little behind with the race reports. I’ll start with May 3, 2009 …Ducktown Tennesse, the first race in the Kenda Cup East series. Jeff and I set off on Friday evening and stayed the night with my family in Hendersonville, North Carolina. The &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SgjdJx6AX9I/AAAAAAAAEgg/TknacZDE6Ic/s1600-h/d-town.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334756918705545170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SgjdJx6AX9I/AAAAAAAAEgg/TknacZDE6Ic/s200/d-town.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;following morning we continued our journey onto Ducktown, Tennessee where the race was to be held. Funny side story about Ducktown, my step dad and his father both worked in the copper mines there. Growing up my step dad said you could taste the metal in the air. (photo gleaned from &lt;a href="http://www.mtb-uscup.com/"&gt;http://www.mtb-uscup.com/&lt;/a&gt;) The smelting process emitted sulfer dioxide which had a dramatic effect on the landscape, leaving Ducktown looking more like Arizona than the mountains of Tennessee. (was that a run-n sentence?) It was also here that I spent many weekends in high school and college backpacking through the Blue Ridge Mountains. But I digress…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relentless rains stopped long enough to get us through the first two laps of the race. I was actually feeling pretty good and would catch the lead ladies at the end of each lap, having a slight lead going into the climb. On the last lap I had a small gap on Janel going into the climb, but I let the knowledge of h&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SgjcbaQmQtI/AAAAAAAAEgY/-vhv_p6YtJc/s1600-h/ducktown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334756122083869394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SgjcbaQmQtI/AAAAAAAAEgY/-vhv_p6YtJc/s200/ducktown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;er stellar climbing skills get the better of me. Even if I could have stayed with her on the climb, my mind didn’t believe it …and so it was. Well, I’ll have to work on my positive affirmations for Bump n’ Grind down in Alabama. In the end I finished in 4th place.&lt;br /&gt;As for Jeff’s race, he was in the lead until he flatted which cost him the win. Jeff was fairly pleased with his 3rd place finish considering the circumstances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I forgot to mention the rain …it rained all weekend …it never stopped …one continuous stream of water from the heavens. After the race we all went down to the Ocoee River in effort to wash our mud caked bodies. There is something very wholesome and good about bathing in rivers. &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/1300095272146431803-7982372884665955039?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/7982372884665955039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=7982372884665955039&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/7982372884665955039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/7982372884665955039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/05/ducktown.html' title='Ducktown'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SgjdJx6AX9I/AAAAAAAAEgg/TknacZDE6Ic/s72-c/d-town.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-2639540690701206945</id><published>2009-05-01T08:16:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:43:59.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Greenbrier 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; folks, sorry for the delay on the race report. My professional life is now so fulfilling that I no longer feel the need to fill the void &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SfrqG_W8nPI/AAAAAAAAEf4/U1QY3WuBCbc/s1600-h/Numberplategreenbriar06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330830514754198770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SfrqG_W8nPI/AAAAAAAAEf4/U1QY3WuBCbc/s200/Numberplategreenbriar06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with blogging. Sometimes blogging is kind of like whistling in the dark. At any rate, this year’s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Greenbrier&lt;/span&gt; Challenge had a slightly different feeling as there was not as big of a turn out in the pro field. Much of this can be attributed to the fact that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Greenbrier&lt;/span&gt; conflicted with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cohutta&lt;/span&gt; 100, which by the way, was won by our very own Jeff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Schalk&lt;/span&gt; (details to follow the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Greenbrier&lt;/span&gt; report).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning I awoke with a sore throat and was not sure that I would be up for racing on Sunday. Lame as this may sound, I decided to ride the rollers in the apartment and spend the majority of the day g&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SfrrTQcftMI/AAAAAAAAEgI/hh5vrAJQmAc/s1600-h/KittenPosterS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330831825010930882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SfrrTQcftMI/AAAAAAAAEgI/hh5vrAJQmAc/s200/KittenPosterS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;etting&lt;/span&gt; some much needed rest. Sunday morning came and I was surprised to find that I was actually feeling like I might be able to race. I was especially curious to try out racing in my new age category!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;! I’m now racing in the 30-40 category. This is a new chapter in my life. Quite honestly, I kind of wish they would get rid of the age category. Some how I find it devaluing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there were roughly eight women at the starting line. I believe it was was an even split between the two age groups (vets &amp;amp; seniors). I thought I had a fairly good start, but finally&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SfrqaH6domI/AAAAAAAAEgA/5QSSWK6xOsg/s1600-h/logo.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330830843468161634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 79px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SfrqaH6domI/AAAAAAAAEgA/5QSSWK6xOsg/s200/logo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; faded on the big climb. That’s were Janel passed me. She’s one fast lady. However, the big star of the day was Jessica Kutz , of State College. Jessica won the race after busting her rear derailleur, forcing her to single speed much of the last lap. I would also like to bring attention to the fact that she is a Freeze Thaw rider!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; Freeze Thaw!!! My State College pride will never be snuffed out by the sands of time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jordyn&lt;/span&gt; and Justin have really built an empire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/Sfrt1AnLqXI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/hurZd6o10HI/s1600-h/md-flag.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330834603899595122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/Sfrt1AnLqXI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/hurZd6o10HI/s200/md-flag.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the end I finished up second place in my new age group. Janel had a good race, coming in second overall and first in our age group. I was especially pleased with my ability to keep it pinned for the entire course. Usually I have a hard time really holding my face to the fire the entire race …I think I made it hurt as much as I could. Oh, and because Janel is from Pennsylvania, I became Maryland State Champ by default. I'm finally starting to like the Maryland state flag ...I used to think it was a bit too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greenbrier results on CyclingNews &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://cyclingnews.com/mtb.php?id=mtb/2009/apr09/greenbrier09"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SfrplQep3bI/AAAAAAAAEfw/zD-Zutsfryo/s1600-h/cohutta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330829935234375090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SfrplQep3bI/AAAAAAAAEfw/zD-Zutsfryo/s200/cohutta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN OTHER NEWS …Jeff won the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Cohutta&lt;/span&gt; 100!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Wooohooooo&lt;/span&gt;!!!! After spending much of the day in a two person break with Bishop, he was able to respond to Jeremiah’s attack on the final climb. Jeff’s counter attack was just enough to create a much needed gap between him and Bishop that eventually grew to 2.5 minutes. With a time of 6:23, Jeff set the course record and landed himself comfortably in first place. Sunday night we sat at the kitchen table and traded race reports …it was a long weekend apart. (photo taken from &lt;a href="http://cyclingnews.com/mtb.php?id=mtb/2009/apr09/cohutta100"&gt;cyclingnews.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CyclingNews Report &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://cyclingnews.com/mtb.php?id=mtb/2009/apr09/cohutta100"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we leave for the first race of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Kenda&lt;/span&gt; Cup in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ducktown&lt;/span&gt;, Tennessee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I forgot to bring my camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-2639540690701206945?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/2639540690701206945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=2639540690701206945&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/2639540690701206945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/2639540690701206945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/05/greenbrier-2009.html' title='Greenbrier 2009'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SfrqG_W8nPI/AAAAAAAAEf4/U1QY3WuBCbc/s72-c/Numberplategreenbriar06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-3339744684091011870</id><published>2009-04-20T22:56:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:06:31.157-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OPC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/Se03WY0rkeI/AAAAAAAAEfI/hfjSEO4h0Y0/s1600-h/7gop_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326974792009224674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/Se03WY0rkeI/AAAAAAAAEfI/hfjSEO4h0Y0/s200/7gop_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spending one’s weekend in an office park seems like a funny use of time when you consider that most of us spend roughly 40 hours/week behind a desk. And yet, here we all are, suited up and ready to race circles around some of the most generic office parks to grace our country. Office parks annoy me most because they are just one of the many atrocities in urban planning that render us entirely dependent on our cars …couple that with strip malls and subdivisions and you have yourself a pretty bleak landscape with very little in the way of pleasant roads to ride ….hence the endless parade of office park crits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more positive note, I will say that I find it rather beautiful to reclaim this space for the purpose of a bike race. A place that is usually overflowing with cars and devoid of any kind of physical activity, becomes alive with the chatter of enthusiastic racers who pour their hearts out every weekend in hopes of &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/Se024AncTnI/AAAAAAAAEfA/oo7MU7eXu08/s1600-h/dandelion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326974270115171954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/Se024AncTnI/AAAAAAAAEfA/oo7MU7eXu08/s200/dandelion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;coming just a little closer to reaching their goals. Like a dandelion growing through a crack in the sidewalk, we continue to try to find a way to live in an environment that has become quite unhealthy for human habitation. It is a testament to our spirit that we can bring cheer to even the most depressing of office parks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, that was so melodramatic. I need to stop listening to Morrisey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, so I raced the Syn-Fit and Carl Dolan Crits this past weekend. It was good to hash things out on the bike …I’ll save the real race report for our &lt;a href="http://ateamcycling.blogspot.com/"&gt;New Team Blog&lt;/a&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/1300095272146431803-3339744684091011870?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/3339744684091011870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=3339744684091011870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/3339744684091011870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/3339744684091011870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/04/opc.html' title='OPC'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/Se03WY0rkeI/AAAAAAAAEfI/hfjSEO4h0Y0/s72-c/7gop_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-7869400761924666909</id><published>2009-03-26T06:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T06:38:03.092-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LAB</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SctaYILokGI/AAAAAAAAEag/rcFTqfc0KNs/s1600-h/league.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317443155600642146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SctaYILokGI/AAAAAAAAEag/rcFTqfc0KNs/s200/league.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday was the first day at my new job!  I can't think of a better place to work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-7869400761924666909?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/7869400761924666909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=7869400761924666909&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/7869400761924666909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/7869400761924666909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/03/lab.html' title='LAB'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SctaYILokGI/AAAAAAAAEag/rcFTqfc0KNs/s72-c/league.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-5504609828207039398</id><published>2009-03-25T22:59:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T06:39:02.277-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Season Opener</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/ScrysUdO8VI/AAAAAAAAEaY/l5srdrSR2gM/s1600-h/chapel+008+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317329153283780946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/ScrysUdO8VI/AAAAAAAAEaY/l5srdrSR2gM/s200/chapel+008+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeff and I rang in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of another season at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WABA&lt;/span&gt; Gala on Saturday night at the German Embassy. It was a lovely evening of silent auction (I got out bid on the hair cut at Bang and the breakfast with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bluemenaur&lt;/span&gt;), delectable finger food and a copious supply of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gladiator&lt;/span&gt; wine. With the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rockburn&lt;/span&gt; race the following morning, we decided to make it an early night and headed home just as the dancing got started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning Jeff and I headed off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rockburn&lt;/span&gt; for our first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mtb&lt;/span&gt; race of the season. It was a pretty fast course with tight turns and short punchy hills. My original plan was to stay with Melanie ...turns out she's pretty fast right now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt; ...I wasn't too excited about the race results, but it's still fairly early in the season and I've got time to get in some more intensity before racing season really gets started ...hopefully last weekend is not indicative of what's to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.cyclingdirt.org/assets/portal/add_ons/mediaplayer-4.2/player.swf" width="230" height="100" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="&amp;amp;image=http://s3.amazonaws.com/flocasts-user-videos-images/18101_20090322135344_1237760570833_l.jpg&amp;amp;logo=http://www.cyclingdirt.org/assets/portal/simple30/images/video_overlays/cyclingdirt-320.png&amp;amp;file=http://s3.amazonaws.com/flocasts-user-videos/18101_20090322135344_1237760570833.flv&amp;amp;frontcolor=000000&amp;amp;lightcolor=cc9900&amp;amp;controlbar=over&amp;amp;stretching=fill" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Jeff won! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Rather than try to give you a second hand account of his race, I'll just refer you to the above clip provided by &lt;a href="http://www.cyclingdirt.org/videos/coverage/view_video/234805-2009-rockburn-reloaded/164223-jeff-schalk-1st-overall"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cyclingdirt&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.cyclingdirt.org/articles/view/900-rockburn-reloaded-results"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-5504609828207039398?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/5504609828207039398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=5504609828207039398&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/5504609828207039398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/5504609828207039398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/03/season-opener.html' title='Season Opener'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/ScrysUdO8VI/AAAAAAAAEaY/l5srdrSR2gM/s72-c/chapel+008+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-2655713410153306501</id><published>2009-03-18T13:58:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:25:43.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job!</title><content type='html'>Today was my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;farewell&lt;/span&gt; luncheon! Ending one chapter and opening another is always bitter sweet. I couldn't ask for a better group of folks to work with ...they sent me off with a little Mexican flair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/ScE8Lt0p88I/AAAAAAAAEaE/ZSAli-sRdgI/s1600-h/farewelll+l2+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314595207250572226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/ScE8Lt0p88I/AAAAAAAAEaE/ZSAli-sRdgI/s200/farewelll+l2+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/ScE8YEwq6uI/AAAAAAAAEaM/Aq6NEVafQCE/s1600-h/farewelll++005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314595419566303970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/ScE8YEwq6uI/AAAAAAAAEaM/Aq6NEVafQCE/s200/farewelll++005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/ScE8YEwq6uI/AAAAAAAAEaM/Aq6NEVafQCE/s1600-h/farewelll++005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/ScE8Lt0p88I/AAAAAAAAEaE/ZSAli-sRdgI/s1600-h/farewelll+l2+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/ScE8YEwq6uI/AAAAAAAAEaM/Aq6NEVafQCE/s1600-h/farewelll++005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-2655713410153306501?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/2655713410153306501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=2655713410153306501&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/2655713410153306501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/2655713410153306501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-job.html' title='New Job!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/ScE8Lt0p88I/AAAAAAAAEaE/ZSAli-sRdgI/s72-c/farewelll+l2+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-2522337043630551402</id><published>2009-03-09T21:21:00.022-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:48:45.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Set the Date!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SbqAK4RctNI/AAAAAAAAEZc/AUjgHncdpIY/s1600-h/WeddingAnnouncement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312699634829538514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SbqAK4RctNI/AAAAAAAAEZc/AUjgHncdpIY/s200/WeddingAnnouncement.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friends and family, we invite you take part in our participatory approach to wedding planning. For those of you who might be able to attend, please help us select a date by clicking the link below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=Gg64BpfBfkEiP8cusoyikQ_3d_3d"&gt;Click Here to Vote&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Wedding to take place in &lt;a href="http://www.mapquest.com/maps?city=Frederick&amp;amp;state=MD"&gt;Frederick, Maryland&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some things you might want to consider when making your selection:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sept 19&lt;/strong&gt;, average high 75 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day in history (1984): Britain and China complete a proposed agreement to transfer Hong Kong to China by 1997 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sept 26&lt;/strong&gt;, average high 70 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day in history (1960): Longest speech in United Nations history (4 hrs, 29 mins, by Fidel Castro) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oct 17&lt;/strong&gt;, average high 65, typ peak fall colors &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day in history (2006): United States population reaches 300 million people &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oct 24&lt;/strong&gt;, peak fall colors &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day in history (1982): 12th New York City Women's Marathon won by Grete Waitz in 2:27:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oct 31&lt;/strong&gt;, average high 60 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day in history (1992): Roman Catholic church reinstates Galileo Galilei after 359 years &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nov 7&lt;/strong&gt;, Frederick 1st Saturday Event&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day in history (2007): Al Gore wins the popular vote but loses the electoral vote to George W. Bush &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nov 14&lt;/strong&gt;, average high 55&lt;br /&gt;This day in history (1993): 23rd New York City Women's Marathon won by Uta Pippig in 2:26:24&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/1300095272146431803-2522337043630551402?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/2522337043630551402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=2522337043630551402&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/2522337043630551402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/2522337043630551402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/03/set-date.html' title='Set the Date!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SbqAK4RctNI/AAAAAAAAEZc/AUjgHncdpIY/s72-c/WeddingAnnouncement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-6500508434042454756</id><published>2009-03-06T14:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:37:01.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Office Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This has to be my favorite piece from our office art collection (currently hanging in the break room on the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor). I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; love how it makes ABSOLUTELY NO SENSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310174219710109570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SbGHUX1CF4I/AAAAAAAAEYU/ax4qi2zbM2I/s320/IMG_0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-6500508434042454756?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/6500508434042454756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=6500508434042454756&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/6500508434042454756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/6500508434042454756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/03/art-critic.html' title='Office Art'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SbGHUX1CF4I/AAAAAAAAEYU/ax4qi2zbM2I/s72-c/IMG_0187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-8336320734564294161</id><published>2009-03-06T11:51:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:04:51.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Victory in Community</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SbFVfD0Iy8I/AAAAAAAAEYE/YvqFKejA7xk/s1600-h/victory-garden-poster-31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310119427734817730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SbFVfD0Iy8I/AAAAAAAAEYE/YvqFKejA7xk/s200/victory-garden-poster-31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Community Gardens: reinventing the Victory Garden. I was actually thinking about that a few weeks ago and was excited to see that the &lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/world/unitedstates/displaystory.cfm?story_id=13185476"&gt;Economist&lt;/a&gt; also took note of this notion in their most recent issue (Feb 28 – March6). Inspired by Eleanor Roosevelt during WWI, Victory Gardens were created in effort to reduce demands on public food supply and improve national food security. The cause for Community Gardens is slightly different. Today people are waking up to the atrocities of our agricultural system and are looking for healthier, more environmentally sustainable alternatives when it comes to food. Self sufficiency is also becoming more of a priority during these turbulent economic times. The revitalization of patriotism has brought a new energy to the American people who have been lost in a complacent slumber for so long. This is the perfect time to sow the seeds of hope in our communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SbFV2dOoIoI/AAAAAAAAEYM/0BiIzBR9hRM/s1600-h/VictoryGardens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310119829693801090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SbFV2dOoIoI/AAAAAAAAEYM/0BiIzBR9hRM/s200/VictoryGardens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Exciting developments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The WHO Farm (or White House Organic Farm) is a grassroots movement aimed at convincing Barack Obama to preserve a corner of the White House lawn for an organic garden ….just as Eleanor Roosevelt did over 60 years before. click here&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.thewhofarm.org/"&gt;The WHO Farm &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, don’t forget to stay updated on the progress of our very own community garden here in Frederick, Maryland!!!! click here&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.frederickgardeners.blogspot.com/"&gt;Frederick Gardeners&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Eating is an agricultural act" - Wendell Berry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-8336320734564294161?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/8336320734564294161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=8336320734564294161&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/8336320734564294161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/8336320734564294161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-victory-in-community.html' title='The New Victory in Community'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SbFVfD0Iy8I/AAAAAAAAEYE/YvqFKejA7xk/s72-c/victory-garden-poster-31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-5387658062166317621</id><published>2009-03-02T13:34:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:09:09.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SawpM4i1lrI/AAAAAAAAEXk/hpNtiZLIXk4/s1600-h/zab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308663362076645042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SawpM4i1lrI/AAAAAAAAEXk/hpNtiZLIXk4/s200/zab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As many of you may have already heard, David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zabriskie's&lt;/span&gt; home was burglarized while he was off racing in the Tour of California (&lt;a href="http://www.velonews.com/article/88567"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;VeloNews&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;). Among the list of stolen items was his collection of seven Marvel Sideshow statues at a worth of $11,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to decide which is the bigger tragedy ...losing thousands of dollars worth of prized possessions ...or going public with your Marvel Sideshow obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zabriskie's&lt;/span&gt; Marvel Sideshow Roster Includes:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hellboy&lt;/span&gt;, Ash, Lara &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Crof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/Sawp13q9XWI/AAAAAAAAEXs/5YG3l7oSzWU/s1600-h/MarvelComics.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ironman&lt;/span&gt;, Gears of War, The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Punisher&lt;/span&gt;, and Alien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Complete list of stolen items from &lt;a href="http://www.velonews.com/article/88567"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;VeloNews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;• Black 2008 Subaru Outback, Utah plate A189NC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/Sa0q7OJ3AeI/AAAAAAAAEX8/h3j9KVR56Ec/s1600-h/marvel_koto_iron_man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308946732639781346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/Sa0q7OJ3AeI/AAAAAAAAEX8/h3j9KVR56Ec/s200/marvel_koto_iron_man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;• Black 2006 Toyota Scion, Utah plate 094&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;VWM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;• Giro D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Italia&lt;/span&gt; Race Medal (approx. 6" circumference)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;• Olympic Seiko watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;• Beijing Olympic ring (silver) with initials "DZ" engraved ($4,000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;• Olympic Time Trial Bike, plus 12 other bikes (combined value of $100,000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;• &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Cervelo&lt;/span&gt; (black/red) bike frame - team issued ($5000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;• Tag &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Heuer&lt;/span&gt; watch ($6,000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;• Bose Speaker/Receiver System ($15,000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;• Sony 52" flat screen TV ($4,000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;• Two Mac Books and one Mac desktop, plus hard drive ($8,000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;• A pair of Space legs, a recovery compression system for legs ($5,000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;• 7 Marvel sideshow statues ($11,000) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-5387658062166317621?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/5387658062166317621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=5387658062166317621&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/5387658062166317621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/5387658062166317621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/03/old-news.html' title='Old News'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SawpM4i1lrI/AAAAAAAAEXk/hpNtiZLIXk4/s72-c/zab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-3484441941543343627</id><published>2009-03-02T11:00:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T14:20:57.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SawC2YGkRRI/AAAAAAAAEW0/0hKrHIwx_uk/s1600-h/visithome+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308621193969157394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SawC2YGkRRI/AAAAAAAAEW0/0hKrHIwx_uk/s200/visithome+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the racing season just around the corner, I decided to take full advantage of my rest week and spend some quality time with my family down in Miami. I was especially eager to see my grandparents as they are now in their mid 90s and I never want to feel like I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t fully appreciate these precious years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother, grandmother and I enjoyed a lazy Friday morning sitting around the kitchen table, sipping coffee and catching up. With an afternoon to kill we decided to go to the mall …yeah, I know …the mall. In any other time and place I would normally boycott the mall for three primary reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) &lt;/strong&gt;Its promo&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SawDAfGOeYI/AAAAAAAAEW8/rin2dmZ-Muk/s1600-h/Copy+(2)+of+visithome+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tion&lt;/span&gt; of useless crap, that no body really needs and will eventually wind up in a landfill in the not too distant future, makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SawDNBr7qgI/AAAAAAAAEXE/pJmFr0l3tks/s1600-h/Copy+(2)+of+visithome+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308621583088855554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SawDNBr7qgI/AAAAAAAAEXE/pJmFr0l3tks/s200/Copy+(2)+of+visithome+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) &lt;/strong&gt;Malls suck the life from “Main Street America”. Malls pull people away from the center of town and eventually lead to the demise of local business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) &lt;/strong&gt;Materialism is a product of Ego and Ego ties us tightly to our desires and attachment to our desires causes human suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, we are in Miami, the LA of the east. It is a sprawling mess of poorly planned concrete and asphalt. In addition, there are very few things that three &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SawDcO_0YPI/AAAAAAAAEXM/fyHbz3XvqQc/s1600-h/Copy+of+visithome+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308621844359962866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SawDcO_0YPI/AAAAAAAAEXM/fyHbz3XvqQc/s200/Copy+of+visithome+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;generations of women can agree on doing together. (I even indulged in some over priced lipstick …but don’t worry, they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t test on any animals)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we went to the &lt;a href="http://www.wiffonline.org/"&gt;Women’s International Film Festival &lt;/a&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WIFF&lt;/span&gt;) held at the beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gusman&lt;/span&gt; Theater in downtown Miami. (According to my father, Maurice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gusman&lt;/span&gt; made his fortune in condoms) The festival opened with the &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brothersbloom.com/"&gt;The Brothers Bloom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, a beautiful film about being the author of &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SawFTYtYQNI/AAAAAAAAEXc/qX06uMTFvmY/s1600-h/visithome+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308623891371409618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SawFTYtYQNI/AAAAAAAAEXc/qX06uMTFvmY/s200/visithome+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;your own life. Although, I must admit I was a little disappointed to learn that it was actually directed by a man. What kind of message does that send?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway …it was a good visit. I just wish my grandparents lived closer …or that Miami &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t such a horrible place to live for cyclists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-3484441941543343627?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/3484441941543343627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=3484441941543343627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/3484441941543343627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/3484441941543343627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/03/visit-home.html' title='A Visit Home'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SawC2YGkRRI/AAAAAAAAEW0/0hKrHIwx_uk/s72-c/visithome+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-7845072075725389248</id><published>2009-02-26T12:17:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T09:52:02.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Michelle!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307156664745432210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SabO3jl_lJI/AAAAAAAAEVk/xrgrYfpfJ20/s320/MichelleObama+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Michelle Obama paid a visit to the EPA today! Her message &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reemphasized&lt;/span&gt; the importance of addressing pressing environmental issues during her husband's administration. In addition, she identified climate change as a primary focus for the EPA, which received an enthusiastic response from the crowd. She then ordered us all to get back to work ....gotta go. (left photo: EPA Administrator, Lisa Jackon) (right photo: Michelle Obama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SahfN2Tr3YI/AAAAAAAAEWE/H2yisRgwsLo/s1600-h/michelle+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307596852377148802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SahfN2Tr3YI/AAAAAAAAEWE/H2yisRgwsLo/s200/michelle+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SahfbXfUWuI/AAAAAAAAEWM/NhLH8NW0bZE/s1600-h/michelle+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307597084622609122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SahfbXfUWuI/AAAAAAAAEWM/NhLH8NW0bZE/s200/michelle+007.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/Sahfk6hnRGI/AAAAAAAAEWU/ZSJhMybYg7M/s1600-h/michelle+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307597248646300770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/Sahfk6hnRGI/AAAAAAAAEWU/ZSJhMybYg7M/s200/michelle+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SahftKV6p7I/AAAAAAAAEWc/l1EVMrZ6DeA/s1600-h/michelle+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307597390331160498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SahftKV6p7I/AAAAAAAAEWc/l1EVMrZ6DeA/s200/michelle+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-7845072075725389248?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/7845072075725389248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=7845072075725389248&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/7845072075725389248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/7845072075725389248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/02/michelle.html' title='Michelle!!!!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SabO3jl_lJI/AAAAAAAAEVk/xrgrYfpfJ20/s72-c/MichelleObama+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-6617335528462819717</id><published>2009-02-25T06:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T12:34:06.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaSkFq4TNbI/AAAAAAAAEUU/gznVfC26cWk/s1600-h/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306546678266017202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaSkFq4TNbI/AAAAAAAAEUU/gznVfC26cWk/s200/IMG_0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am a true believer in following rules and guidelines …except, of course, when those rules and guidelines are dumb. The MARC Train bike policy happens to be one of those dumb rules I refuse to follow. According to MARC policy, only folding bikes are permitted on the train. (photo: bike ...what bike?) Upon further research into MARC policy, I learn that there are no rules restricting the size and/or weight of one's luggage. If their logic for the bike restriction is based on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;possibility&lt;/span&gt; that everyone might wish to bring their bike on the train, this should also apply to large luggage. So …theoretically, I could climb aboard the &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaU-Aps0PNI/AAAAAAAAEU8/_rxBjOb7HTk/s1600-h/beachballs073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306715916840746194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaU-Aps0PNI/AAAAAAAAEU8/_rxBjOb7HTk/s200/beachballs073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brunswick Line with my collection of beach balls and a case full of anvils without any problem, but trying to smuggle on a cross bike could get me in trouble? What kind of unjust world do we live in?! (photo credit: &lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m174/emro88/?action=view&amp;amp;current=beachballs073.jpg"&gt;photobucket&lt;/a&gt; source) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaU9jP2DkmI/AAAAAAAAEU0/LH4qHGQ-k60/s1600-h/beachballs073.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first few times I just tried to get by on charm and wit. This only lasted so long before I was finally turned away (trying to board the 5:15 am train I might add). Then I tried taking the wheels off and putting the whole bike in two garbage bags …I just barely got by, but was warned not to bring my bike on the train again. My last attempt; however, was very successful and I believe I have found a solution to my problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how you do it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;/strong&gt; Get an old soft bike case off of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ebay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;/strong&gt; Take out all the foam padding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)&lt;/strong&gt; Take the wheels off and put the entire bike in the bag &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaSliV_vhjI/AAAAAAAAEUc/eh5-sIZvAXQ/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4)&lt;/strong&gt; Get on the appropriate train &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaSma1xPKcI/AAAAAAAAEUs/J2c4AetZAug/s1600-h/of=50,354,442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306549240989690306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaSma1xPKcI/AAAAAAAAEUs/J2c4AetZAug/s200/of%3D50,354,442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5)&lt;/strong&gt; Call your grandmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6)&lt;/strong&gt; As the conductor approaches to give you a hard time, you say “Grandma, let me call you right back”. The conductor insists that you not hang up …and then he kindly asks what you have in the bag. You concede that it is in fact a bicycle. He smiles and nods, takes your ticket and moves on down the aisle. And you’re golden! (photo: my grandmother in her early 20s)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wins. You get your bike on the train. Your grandmother gets a surprise phone call (be sure to actually call her back). The conductor feels like he’s been a good Samaritan and that guy on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ebay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can finally unload his old ass bike case. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Refer to "&lt;a href="http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-new-commute.html"&gt;My New Commute&lt;/a&gt;" for further information on this bike/train commuter combo. &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/1300095272146431803-6617335528462819717?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/6617335528462819717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=6617335528462819717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/6617335528462819717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/6617335528462819717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/02/dumb-rules.html' title='Dumb Rules'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaSkFq4TNbI/AAAAAAAAEUU/gznVfC26cWk/s72-c/IMG_0111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-3046666437568548313</id><published>2009-02-24T16:24:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T09:53:02.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop-tarts &amp; Nascar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Why has it taken so long for these two things to come together? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I think this might be more American than apple pie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306480097691954082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaRniK6b66I/AAAAAAAAEUM/Ve-g-P0V-T4/s320/popcar.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-3046666437568548313?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/3046666437568548313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=3046666437568548313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/3046666437568548313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/3046666437568548313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/02/pop-tarts-nascar.html' title='Pop-tarts &amp; Nascar'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaRniK6b66I/AAAAAAAAEUM/Ve-g-P0V-T4/s72-c/popcar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-4867807002204204502</id><published>2009-02-22T18:46:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T12:22:24.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Training with Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaK_5Plj_fI/AAAAAAAAETE/TXTVdbgPIio/s1600-h/apj.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306014301153394162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaK_5Plj_fI/AAAAAAAAETE/TXTVdbgPIio/s200/apj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; “She had them apple bottom jeans, boots with the fur, the whole club is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt;’ at her”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; …who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t be inspired to do hill repeats while pedaling to the tunes of T-Pain? Yesterday was my last big day of training before a rest week and I was feeling rather uninspired. My legs felt flat, I’m having a hard time getting my heart rate up, and I can’t stop thinking about eating food in my pajamas on the sofa while watching the Tour of California. It’s on days like these that I am reduced t&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaKsTUSliAI/AAAAAAAAES0/TuwXWJd9Gws/s1600-h/rbk_pastelle_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305992758860023810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaKsTUSliAI/AAAAAAAAES0/TuwXWJd9Gws/s200/rbk_pastelle_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o the musical taste of a fourteen year old …perhaps it has something to do with the cerebral oxygen deprivation that results in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hypoxic&lt;/span&gt; state of pop culture craving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“She hit the floor, next thing you know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shawty&lt;/span&gt; got low, low, low , low, low, low, low, low”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; …Oh yeah, I’m so ready to bust out the intervals. I think I would be mortified if anyone ever saw the songs that comprise my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt; entitled “long rides”. (photo: &lt;a href="http://www.highsnobiety.com/"&gt;http://www.highsnobiety.com/&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of training with music, this reminds me of a conversation I&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaK_VciL9oI/AAAAAAAAES8/M0n8nkQujl0/s1600-h/marc.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had with the lesser known of the brothers &lt;a href="http://gwadzilla.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gwadz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. (photo from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;DCMTB&lt;/span&gt;) Marc seems to think that training with music is a dissociative technique that is only a distraction from associating with the stress of training and pushing your limits (thereby weakening your workout). However, I really don’t&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaLLLDG4X_I/AAAAAAAAETk/3hFXNNBsIas/s1600-h/marc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306026701669031922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaLLLDG4X_I/AAAAAAAAETk/3hFXNNBsIas/s200/marc.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; think I would have been able to get through my hill repeats yesterday without the help of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Beastie&lt;/span&gt; Boys, The Rapture, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kanye&lt;/span&gt; West, and of course …T-Pain. Is it possible to use music when training as motivation rather than dissociation? It would be interested to conduct an experiment designed to quantify the benefits realized from intervals with music versus intervals without.&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/1300095272146431803-4867807002204204502?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/4867807002204204502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=4867807002204204502&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/4867807002204204502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/4867807002204204502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/02/training-with-music.html' title='Training with Music'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaK_5Plj_fI/AAAAAAAAETE/TXTVdbgPIio/s72-c/apj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-834292744780984236</id><published>2009-02-20T07:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:50:35.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frederick Gardeners</title><content type='html'>So ....we're trying to get a community garden up and running here in Frederick, Maryland. I'm actually not such a good gardener ...but I did get the blog up! Let me know if you live in the area and would like to get involved! We are also still looking for a plot of land to use in the downtown Frederick area ...any body have any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://frederickgardeners.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304850172385532450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZ6dIB-1miI/AAAAAAAAER8/pXo0dLTkiIE/s320/fmcg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://frederickgardeners.blogspot.com/"&gt;Frederick, Maryland Community Gardeners&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://frederickgardeners.blogspot.com/"&gt;frederickgardeners.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-834292744780984236?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/834292744780984236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=834292744780984236&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/834292744780984236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/834292744780984236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/02/frederick-gardeners.html' title='Frederick Gardeners'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZ6dIB-1miI/AAAAAAAAER8/pXo0dLTkiIE/s72-c/fmcg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-2650636504622897974</id><published>2009-02-19T13:24:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:48:25.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Years of Refusal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZ2kyvZWNOI/AAAAAAAAERE/6YlQYKPjsxc/s1600-h/morrissey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304577127735506146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZ2kyvZWNOI/AAAAAAAAERE/6YlQYKPjsxc/s200/morrissey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morrisey's new album almost makes me wish I had something to be depressed about. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z7_Nps1WhFQ"&gt;Morrisey - Years of Refusal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo: album-base.blogspot.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-2650636504622897974?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/2650636504622897974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=2650636504622897974&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/2650636504622897974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/2650636504622897974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/02/years-of-refusal.html' title='Years of Refusal'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZ2kyvZWNOI/AAAAAAAAERE/6YlQYKPjsxc/s72-c/morrissey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-4868916401046020812</id><published>2009-02-18T13:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:26:48.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WABA Gala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.waba.org/events/2009/gala.php"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304120523680154898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZwFg4vQhRI/AAAAAAAAEPw/HcAfOgat6Mo/s400/gala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-4868916401046020812?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/4868916401046020812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=4868916401046020812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/4868916401046020812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/4868916401046020812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/02/waba-gala.html' title='WABA Gala'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZwFg4vQhRI/AAAAAAAAEPw/HcAfOgat6Mo/s72-c/gala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-6724650615718565400</id><published>2009-02-18T11:31:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:58:05.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surviving the TOC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZw9fogGOmI/AAAAAAAAEQI/iEuDy2SSZAk/s1600-h/philblogtop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304182074792884834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZw9fogGOmI/AAAAAAAAEQI/iEuDy2SSZAk/s200/philblogtop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://philsoutherland.blogspot.com/"&gt;Phil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Southerland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a fellow &lt;a href="http://www.uga.edu/cycling/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;UGA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cycling alumnus &lt;/a&gt;and co-founder of &lt;a href="http://www.teamtype1.org/"&gt;Team Type 1&lt;/a&gt; keeps us updated on his progress during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tour of California&lt;/span&gt;. Go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dawgs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! (photo credit: Phil's blot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://philsoutherland.blogspot.com/"&gt;philsoutherland.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story actually. Phil was my first coach. He charged me $30/month to tell me to go do group rides. Yeah ....I was young and naive and he was a bit of a punk back in the day. I think we've both grown up a good bit since then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-6724650615718565400?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/6724650615718565400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=6724650615718565400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/6724650615718565400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/6724650615718565400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/02/surviving-toc.html' title='Surviving the TOC'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZw9fogGOmI/AAAAAAAAEQI/iEuDy2SSZAk/s72-c/philblogtop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-5374490727619616877</id><published>2009-02-17T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T05:20:35.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule Change!</title><content type='html'>Today is your last chance to show support for rule change 36 CFR 4.30. Send in your personal letter of support and help open National Parks to mountain biking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="144" width="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KzXxZgq7FP0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KzXxZgq7FP0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="225" height="144"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Letter template &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;a href="https://secure2.convio.net/imba/site/Advocacy?pagename=homepage&amp;amp;page=UserAction&amp;amp;id=253&amp;amp;autologin=true&amp;amp;AddInterest=1004"&gt;HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-5374490727619616877?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/5374490727619616877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=5374490727619616877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/5374490727619616877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/5374490727619616877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/02/rule-change.html' title='Rule Change!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-2378071588317988874</id><published>2009-02-16T20:10:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:05:18.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SSPBE'09</title><content type='html'>Riding from our home on Market Street, Jeff and I set off for the annual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SSPBE on a beautiful Sunday morning&lt;/span&gt;. Not owning a single speed of my own,&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZoPI4sKXnI/AAAAAAAAEPI/usjYz7O5KtA/s1600-h/pbe+-+SS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303568156513164914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZoPI4sKXnI/AAAAAAAAEPI/usjYz7O5KtA/s200/pbe+-+SS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the Single Speed Outlaw himself was kind enough to let me borrow his Surly 1x1. (photo credit: &lt;a href="http://wrenchinthegears.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ikon&lt;/span&gt; O. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Klasst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t until half way up Hamburg Road that I realized this gear ratio was a little more than my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; quads could handle. Cutting my own switchbacks up the steepest sections, I finally arrived at the designated meeting location with only minutes to spare before the start. I was met by a jovial crowd of familiar faces …many of which I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hadn&lt;/span&gt;’t seen &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZoPhpFPlMI/AAAAAAAAEPQ/Z6AdwmHk30o/s1600-h/PBE2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303568581820126402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZoPhpFPlMI/AAAAAAAAEPQ/Z6AdwmHk30o/s200/PBE2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;since last year’s romp in the woods. (photo: Jeff &amp;amp; Jon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the first couple stages it became clear that Becky and I would be vying for the win. She’s a tough lady whom I respect and admire …but all is fair in love, war, and punk bike racing. Jeff was equally as focused on the win …and was not above taking &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZoP6DbCjTI/AAAAAAAAEPY/rqVYqtZDGMU/s1600-h/PBE6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303569001207729458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZoP6DbCjTI/AAAAAAAAEPY/rqVYqtZDGMU/s200/PBE6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Posner&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gdowik&lt;/span&gt; in pursuit of the elusive punk bike points hidden among the trees. Unfortunately, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sornsons&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;weren&lt;/span&gt;’t there to defend their title …but victory is still sweet. As the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;SSPBE&lt;/span&gt;09 champions I feel as though we have truly become part of the eclectic tapestry of mid-Atlantic mountain biking. Thanks to everyone for a great day in the woods! (photo: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SSPBE&lt;/span&gt;'09 Champions!) ...Tomi, let us know if you're still wanting a tie breaker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other photos gleaned from the &lt;a href="http://www.singlespeedoutlaw.com/issue5/blog.shtml"&gt;Single Speed Outlaws&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaLFbI1uqxI/AAAAAAAAETc/Egt0HRBpfDo/s1600-h/sspbe3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306020381015845650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaLFbI1uqxI/AAAAAAAAETc/Egt0HRBpfDo/s200/sspbe3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaLE8hcCeKI/AAAAAAAAETU/-djTGDkYBLs/s1600-h/sspbe2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306019855043033250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaLE8hcCeKI/AAAAAAAAETU/-djTGDkYBLs/s200/sspbe2.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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SaLDJzC6auI/AAAAAAAAETM/SuFwUmATNeQ/s1600-h/sspbe.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/1300095272146431803-2378071588317988874?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/2378071588317988874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=2378071588317988874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/2378071588317988874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/2378071588317988874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/02/sspbe09.html' title='SSPBE&apos;09'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZoPI4sKXnI/AAAAAAAAEPI/usjYz7O5KtA/s72-c/pbe+-+SS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-3032625249056516640</id><published>2009-02-14T07:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:53:21.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Single Track 4 Lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZbhCZEeWOI/AAAAAAAAEPA/zdgpYCQhLRA/s1600-h/The-Lovers-1024x768-bandwidth-thiefA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302673042480978146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZbhCZEeWOI/AAAAAAAAEPA/zdgpYCQhLRA/s200/The-Lovers-1024x768-bandwidth-thiefA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Recently a friend of mine expressed an interest in introducing his girlfriend to mountain biking. In effort to protect his relationship from any unnecessary strife he asked for my female perspective on the subject. No matter what your gender or sexual persuasion, introducing your significant other to mountain biking does have a tendency to create a little romantic friction; however, I believe it can be done if executed properly. (photo: random image search for "lovers") Furthermore, there is nothing more rewarding than sharing a common passion for single track with the one you love. In honor of Valentine’s Day, I have provided a list of helpful hints for successful romance both on and off the bike:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;strong&gt;Stay together &lt;/strong&gt;– I know this might get frustrating, but on your first ride in the woods it is ESSENTIAL that you stay together. Small frustrations are greatly magnified when a partner feels left behind or forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;strong&gt;Positive feedback&lt;/strong&gt; – Women love, love, love positive feedback. Make sure to let your lovely lady know when she has done something well (whether you mean it or not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;strong&gt;Keep it simple&lt;/strong&gt; – For your first ride it is a good idea to choose a location that is not extraordinarily technical. For those of you in the DC area, Schaeffer Farms is a great place for first time mountain bikers of either gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;strong&gt;Be realistic&lt;/strong&gt; – Choose a distance that is appropriate for your lover’s fitness. You don’t want your lady to bonk ten miles from the car …unless you don’t have any plans for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;strong&gt;Be a gentleman&lt;/strong&gt; – Learning to mountain bike can be very intimidating and overwhelming, and it really goes a long way when someone is there to patiently provide support and guidance. This is a great opportunity for guys to resurrect the lost art of chivalry. Even a flaming feminist would gladly welcome a little chivalry given the right amount of distress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZbdXlIulKI/AAAAAAAAEO4/68BddTzinaQ/s1600-h/thekiss.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302669008450786466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZbdXlIulKI/AAAAAAAAEO4/68BddTzinaQ/s200/thekiss.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of these tips come from my own personal experience ...a bit of a romantic train wreck really. In the end it was my love for the mountain bike that would stand the test of time. I suppose no college career is complete without a Gustav Klimt poster, late nights at Waffle House, and a good heart break. Hopefully these tips will help you and your lover find bliss on the trails and beyond.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-3032625249056516640?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/3032625249056516640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=3032625249056516640&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/3032625249056516640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/3032625249056516640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/02/single-track-4-lovers.html' title='Single Track 4 Lovers'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZbhCZEeWOI/AAAAAAAAEPA/zdgpYCQhLRA/s72-c/The-Lovers-1024x768-bandwidth-thiefA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-38877391112410770</id><published>2009-02-13T18:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T18:53:55.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbows &amp; Unicorns</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This one goes out to the Stormin' Mormon &lt;br /&gt;...just keep clicking 'til you get your fill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="#" onclick="cornify_add();return false;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cornify.com/assets/cornify.gif" width="61" height="16" border="0" alt="Cornify" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.cornify.com/js/cornify.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thanks javan!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-38877391112410770?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/38877391112410770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=38877391112410770&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/38877391112410770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/38877391112410770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/02/cornify.html' title='Rainbows &amp; Unicorns'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-8529187739552812383</id><published>2009-02-10T18:08:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:18:56.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeff's First Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZLCTv7RR1I/AAAAAAAAEOM/FnWWGuFSThU/s1600-h/bday+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301513355906860882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZLCTv7RR1I/AAAAAAAAEOM/FnWWGuFSThU/s200/bday+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since Jeff and I began dating I have made a concerted effort to let go of some of my dirty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hippy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ways. Among other things, he never seemed too impressed with my dumpster diving days in State College. (You'd be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suprised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by the number of grad students who have found sufficient sustenance in the back alleys of this small college town) My gleaning life was put on hold while living in DC as most dumpsters in the district are kept under lock and key. (photo: there were more loaves than our arms could carry) Aside from gathering the occasional curbside find, I was willing to change my roguish ways in effort to become a more suitable partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly sure what finally clicked, but it looks like Jeff might be warming up to the idea of dumpster exploration. Last night I took Jeff on his &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZLCHBbMZaI/AAAAAAAAEOE/pdlA30GxWQM/s1600-h/bday+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301513137265862050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZLCHBbMZaI/AAAAAAAAEOE/pdlA30GxWQM/s200/bday+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;VERY FIRST DUMPSTER DIVING &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;expedition&lt;/span&gt;. We arrived at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Panera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dumpster shortly after closing and left with a rather sizable harvest. (photo: bag full of bagels) I’m actually trying to cut down on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;carbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; …but who in their right mind can turn down such beautiful loaves of bread! Dismayed by the tremendous amount of waste, I believe Jeff is now a believer in the civic duty of gleaning what is so needlessly discarded by our glutinous society. Our next journey will be into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Weis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dumpsters ...they don't have a compactor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-8529187739552812383?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/8529187739552812383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=8529187739552812383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/8529187739552812383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/8529187739552812383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/02/jeffs-first-time.html' title='Jeff&apos;s First Time'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZLCTv7RR1I/AAAAAAAAEOM/FnWWGuFSThU/s72-c/bday+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1300095272146431803.post-5032854405666463146</id><published>2009-02-10T17:39:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:11:14.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZMwM5XZcoI/AAAAAAAAEOU/qfoONpPzuT4/s1600-h/bday+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301634184460726914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 86px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZMwM5XZcoI/AAAAAAAAEOU/qfoONpPzuT4/s200/bday+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In honor of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeff_Schalk"&gt;Jeff’s&lt;/a&gt; birthday I put together something of a surprise birthday party for him at Brewer's Alley …turns out Jeff is not really a fan of being put on the spot, but that’s the beauty of a surprise birthday …you actually have no choice in the matter. In the end I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; had a &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZICVc4PoII/AAAAAAAAENc/7pRWLezfgdI/s1600-h/Copy+(2)+of+bday+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301302278921101442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZICVc4PoII/AAAAAAAAENc/7pRWLezfgdI/s200/Copy+(2)+of+bday+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;good time …even &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeff_Schalk"&gt;Jeff&lt;/a&gt; (it may have been the chocolate cake that saved the day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only regret is that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t take more pictures! I got so wrapped up in the moment that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t even manage to scrape everyone together for a group photo. Now &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZIC9obrh0I/AAAAAAAAENk/ute9SPSMCwI/s1600-h/kelleyacres.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301302969217288002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZIC9obrh0I/AAAAAAAAENk/ute9SPSMCwI/s200/kelleyacres.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that moment in time is lost forever! Oh well, live and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning Jeff and I joined the Kelley Acres crew for an absolut&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZIDMK0tkVI/AAAAAAAAENs/TLlvSKqV10U/s1600-h/kelleacres2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301303218967253330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 75px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZIDMK0tkVI/AAAAAAAAENs/TLlvSKqV10U/s200/kelleacres2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ely beautiful ride through the hills of western Maryland. &lt;a href="http://velochicken.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chicken&lt;/a&gt; gets the Good Samaritan award of the day after she let Christine use her arm warmers to stop her nose bleed. Thanks everybody for a great ride!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1300095272146431803-5032854405666463146?l=annakelso.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/feeds/5032854405666463146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1300095272146431803&amp;postID=5032854405666463146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/5032854405666463146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1300095272146431803/posts/default/5032854405666463146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annakelso.blogspot.com/2009/02/jeffs-big-surprise.html' title='The Big Surprise'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12459179505092300870'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HECHlLeuIZU/SZMwM5XZcoI/AAAAAAAAEOU/qfoONpPzuT4/s72-c/bday+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>