Monday, July 2, 2007
Racing Fun
The Southeast Mountain Bike Championships were held at Issaqueena this past weekend. Two teammates and a few friends raced. Afterward we had some great chicken at Z’s, thanks Tammy & Z. Emily entered her first mtn bike race and placed 3rd out of 12 women. Ian and Z won, of course. All the gals came out to support the gang. Great racing everyone! Hope I can be on the bike next time. Also, above are pictures from the Mellowdrome track in Asheville. I was a supporter, again. Sean, Shane, Jim, Rodney as well as Dawn and Bo raced. We represented Greenville well!
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Defended but Defenseless…
How long did it take me to get my PhD? Although to some of you reading this (especially Sean) it may seem like an eternity; however, it has only been four years, which is admirable in grad student terms. I am relieved to have everything behind me and thankful to my friends and family for their support. Unfortunately, I was diagnosed with mononucleosis the day before my defense. The doctor had the great idea of shooting me up with prednisone to help me make it through the day. There is nothing like the feeling of passing out in a public presentation because of all the synthetic adrenaline running through your body. In hindsight though, now that the shot is wearing off, I am happy I listened to him. The aches, pains, and fatigue have returned leaving me helpless on the couch. So, my big plans of mountain biking and swimming in the waterfalls I’ve missed the past few years, are no longer. But, I figure after my weight loss extravaganza and steroid shots I should be in good shape this fall for the end of the cycling season. At least USCF doesn't test us girls for doping, so maybe I can end on a good note. If you are in the area feel free to drop in. You know where I’ll be.
Monday, June 11, 2007
Love in the Air
This weekend we were invited to share Susan and Greg’s special day at
Monday, June 4, 2007
We went north this past weekend to visit family and attend our niece’s high school graduation. We had a relatively uneventful trip, with one exception. Sean decided to take the scenic route and hop off the interstate for a section of our trip. Being concerned with sleepy towns, traffic lights, and old people driving Cutlass Supremes, I was not enthusiastic about the idea, but conceded. After a quick trip to the 1950s Dairy Queen, where every table had a foil ashtray and the customers were using them, we (or I should say Sean) was pulled over by the local police. Sean requested (in an assertive tone) I not say a word. Being the good, well-behaved wife that I am, I didn’t. I think in 2 minutes, or less the officer returned with a ticket and drove off. We were both in shock! And I didn’t say a word, for a few hours, although Sean said my face said it all. Needless to say, we did not visit Pineville on our return trip and stuck to the interstates where other people were driving just as fast and reckless as Sean and he would not be noticed
