Happenings

Jimmy got married a few weeks ago.

The wedding was a bunch of fun.

Now he's on a three to four week honeymoon in Thailand and Australia.

Ryan and Jessica got married last weekend. Could I be more happy for them? Probably not.

I've been working extra hard to lose the winter spring weight I put on devouring everything in sight at every celebratory event. And by working extra hard, I mean sitting on my computer working on some website stuff for work. And drinking beer. And eating a crap load of Mexican. And now, blogging.

Ryanne and I did go hiking at Moraine, though.

I brought my camera and pretended to be the creepster-type-guy who takes photos of people riding on the paved bike path.

Ryanne didn't notice, so I stopped pretending.

She just danced to Kanye the entire way to the marina.

We spent Memorial Day at my parents making a bunch of food and enjoying the company of some family friends and my wonderful Aunt and Uncle.

My dad and his younger sister relived their childhood playing Jacks.

Joey and I relived every day at work.

Face to face with the Fab Four, then shoved to the ground with little effort.

Kind of embarrassing, but I probably deserve it after many mid-90's winters, tag-teaming him in the snow with Ian. I have vivid memories of him falling victim to the Triple Threat of me, Ian, and The Blizzard of '93.

Yeah. Definitely deserved.

I've been running almost every morning. I'm still a really, really, really bad runner. But, combining my minimal improvement and spotty self-confidence, I've decided I'm going to sign up for a marathon this fall.

I expect to hurt more than I ever have on a bicycle. But, I want to know what it feels like.

Month of Muddddd

Month of Mud starts this weekend.

There had been a many-year streak of Moraine being the venue for the last race in the series.  Now, it's the first.  Ohiopyle - the sort of new venue and home to many locals that failed to out-dance j-pok, is now the caboose.

Ryanne signed up for Moraine.  I hope her summer training will pay off and earn her a third women's expert series.

Hill repeats.

Intervals.

We'll see.  She'll have her hands full.

Last year, Gotch, Jason and I were joined by some others and rode down to Ohiopyle the day before the race.  We're planning to do so again this year.  Breakfast on the Southside, ride down the GAP, eat more food, then heckle racers on Sugarloaf the next morning.  We lived large last year and even picked up an extra roommate / dance party partner along the way.  Anyone who wants to make the trip with us, should.

The last Michaux race for the year is also this weekend.  Extra special luck to that extra special someone - TJ. And of course to anyone else from Western PA making the trip.

Haunted house season is coming up.