Mega-Monster Enduro Ride

Me all bundled up, you know, a blob on a bike, a dot in the road, during the Mega-Monster Enduro. More photos available thanks to Bill B. See previous blog entry "Monster Bash" describing the ride. Results not posted yet not that I really want to know.

Monster Bash

Early Saturday morning, as in it was still dark and I should have been in bed, I found myself being driven by The Boyfriend to Paicines for the 2008 Mega Monster Enduro Ride, a spin off of the Low Key Hillclimbs.

I dressed as though on an expedition in Siberia while the other beauty contestants wore bikinis and swim trunks (oh alrighty, slight exaggeration). At the start, as I prepared to shoot off, Dan the Man, said to me, "No drafting." That's code for no flirting. No! There goes the day I thought. I could have stayed home, slept in, and gone to see The Hottie and the Naughty starring Paris Hilton.

The ride was an out and back on CA25, a road of rolling hills with little traffic, a few ranches, some wineries and the Pinnacles looming in the distance. I chose the 100K having not been on the Bed (aka Bianchi Eros Donna) since 6 weeks ago and having not done 65 miles since August. I am a poster child for "Just do it" though I had to revise my strategy of Start Flirt Finish. The Boyfriend opted for the 100 mile and he soon shot past me. Okay, many cyclists shot past me.

Ah, the scenery. Cows soaking up the warm air and sunshine. A fake monkey atop someone's mail box. A soothing ride. And of course the riders. Apparently, yellow is the new black for male cyclists. Quite a few of them, including The Boyfriend, in yellow jerseys. I met some nice women on the ride.

I managed to finish thanks to Fatboy Slim's Rockafeller Skank and the Ink Spots' Street of Dreams playing on my iPod to motivate me for those last few miles along with Greg who did the 100 mile and started much later than me and who passed me at the end, making me pick up some speed to finish. Embarrassing, eh. I suspect a lot of cyclists felt some burn towards the end. Results have not been posted. I'm hoping that I did not finish last but given my track record....

A big thank you to Kevin, Pat and others involved in making this event happen. While it might have been a low key kind of thing, it certainly was hi tech to have an antenna at the rest stop so that the guys could stay in contact. You all are just too cool. See you during the coming biking season.

Got Culture?

I decided to get me some culture today and I'm not talking about the kind grown in a Petri dish or the kind found in a container of yoghurt. I met up with The Boyfriend on a wet rainy afternoon at the Iris & B. Gerald Cantor Center located on the Stanford University campus. I borrowed the photos from Wikipedia Commons.

We went to see the Private and Public: Class, Personality, Politics, and Landscape in British Photography exhibit. Stark black and white photos yet beautiful and elegant. The museum is free. I come from Virginia where I expect museums to be free -- hello Smithsonian. During my university years, obtaining a degree in cultural anthropology, I spent a summer as an intern at the Smithsonian cataloging Peruvian skulls. It was my first inkling as to the vast amount of "information" yet to be catalogued or made known to the public. My mom is a volunteer at the Smithsonian Postal Museum. I think that's so cool and I'm proud of her. I recommend the Smithsonian Catalog if you're in the market for unique gifts. But let's not forget our own Bay Area treasures such as the SF Fine Arts Museum (de Young and Legion of Honor) - check out the blog. Lovely area for a stroll as well.

Okay, enough culture. Time to read People Magazine instead of the book review I'm supposed to write for Library Journal. :)