biking

I think I’ve finally settled on events for the rest of the year. I’ve already done the Chilly Hilly, McClinchy Mile and the SIR 100K populaire.

Since Tredecillion was pondering using feedwater flow and enthalpies directly in calculations of turbine balance, I thought I’d help “lower the bar” by spewing some pent-up biking geekspeak. Really, I just need to get this out of my system. I’ll cook something later this week. Promise. One of the things I disliked about the original

I know this sounds weird, but I’m excited about my new work commute. I’ll save at least 40 minutes a day by not having to navigate the morass near Redmond. Best of all, my new commute is essentially part one of what I was doing two years ago. I stocked my office with a change

Over 110 people turned out for Saturday’s Seattle Randonneur 100k Populaire, nearly double the attendance for last year’ event. The day’s totals: 65.8 miles, 2,980′ elevation gain, five Clif bars, a muffin, and tall mocha. We started at the Red Hook Brewery, in Woodinville. I don’t think anyone has actually asked for permission for us

Today’s dinner… Chicken Marsala — takes about half an hour to make, with minimal interaction. Feeds three. 1/4 C Flour 1 t paprika 2 skinless, boneless, featherless chicken breasts 2 T canola oil 3/4 C marsala 3/4 C chicken stock, skim fat from top 2 t lemon juice 3/4 pound crimini mushrooms, sliced thinly 1/2

This was the helmet hair I had after finishing Chilly Hilly 2005. While I’m not complaining about the visual distortion suggesting there’s more than I really have, the snippet is representative of how the rest of my body felt at the end of the ride. Tired. I know why, too. By ride time last year,