Monday, April 28, 2008

"Wonder Rider"

My friend Bill Delaney is selling "Wonder Rider" and "Super Rider" t-shirts. The price will be somewhere between $20-$25 depending on how many pre-orders he gets.

IF YOU WANT ONE YOU'LL NEED TO EMAIL BILL BY MONDAY, MAY 5TH!! That's when he's placing the order.

I am partial to this one... and I'm going to encourage any of my brunette girl riders to buy one since it will look like you! (I think that this one looks like me of course! LOL!)
The Wonder Rider (above) is done in womens sizes and the Super Rider (below) is done in Mens sizes). If you'd like to order one, just send Bill an email at wpdsf@hotmail.com and let him know. He'll have them Day Zero for you to pick up!

Maybe we'll all get together on the afternoon of Day 5 and take a photo together? Sound good?

Regardless, $10 of each shirt (more if there are larger orders) will go toward his ALC fund raising!

Let's do it! Get One! This'll be fun!

Sunday, April 27, 2008

Day On The Ride... SF (well, really Marin)

Saturday was our Day On The Ride, an 80 mile day complete with rest stops, moto safety, route markings and porta potties, just like on the ride!

I spent all day Friday with Kari marking the route with arrows from GG park all the way to Petaluma and back. I never realized how much time and effort that really takes even when you're in a car! I had to find the most logical place to place the arrows and either staple gun them or tape them to poles along the way. Luckily I ride the route regularly so was familiar with the "normal line of sight" that a rider might take. The arrows pointed right, left, slight right, slight left... and everything in between. I don't think we got very many riders lost-- and if they did get lost it had to have been because they were not paying attention or didn't take a route sheet!!

Saturday morning I got to GG park before the butt-crack of dawn. It was nice to be there early so that I had a prime parking spot right across the street from the start point. I got checked in, set my bike up with numbers and such, then parked it in the official bike parking. After that I just hung out waiting for folks to get there, and then for the official announcements to begin at 7am. After thank yous, a great big donation check for $100,000 from Fed Ex, and stretching done by Wonderkurt, it was my turn to review the route and recite the safety speech. After getting everyone (and I mean EVERYONE) to be completely silent and listening, which I hear was a first- I read the safety speech, included some "show me what I mean" hand signals, did my red flag warning about descending White's Hill into Fairfax -- what to do in an emergency and we were officially off!

Just like day 1 on the ride, we were let out in small groups so as not to overwhelm the streets of SF with 600+ riders. A good thing too because even with our small groups out at a time, we got backed up in different places. It was still a lot of fun, the energy and excitement really made the day worthwhile.

I had put on a pair of really nice warm cycling knickers for the morning but by the time we reached San Anselmo (our first stop was in Fairfax), I decided the day was going to be way too warm to keep them on so I did a little unofficial pit stop at home to change into shorts. I'm glad I did! Soon after I was at Rest Stop 1 in Fairfax, less than 2 miles from home...Beth, Me and Kari at RS 2 in Fairfax.

I rode most of the day with Tom Yetter, a "newbie" rider but not new to ALC. Tom has been a roadie in Bike Parking for a few years and finally decided this was the year to ride. Tommy and I rode off and on with Cami, Rowdy and Anuj throughout the day.

The route went from Fairfax to Nicasio Valley and up and out to the Cheese Factory in Petaluma for lunch. The hill on the way to the Cheese Factory which we have named "le alpe du fromage", was a long a warm climb. At the "almost top" of le alpe were my 4 friends, Tammy ("Gu Girl"), Kelly, Shayne and Bob in superhero costumes-sort of . They hung out there cheering folks on and handing out red vines and overall making people happy. It was great!
Tammy, Bob, Kelly and Shayne

We have all done previous ALC rides together (in fact Tammy was my tentmate on my first two ALC rides and we originally met on a training ride back in ALC 2) but this year they are unable to ride, but love being cheerleaders anyway!
They later drove in to the Cheese Factory and gave us rice crispy treats and strawberries too, yum!!

Soon we were off toward our next destination... Sir Francis Drake Blvd, just outside of Samuel P. Taylor park. We were bummed that we were not able to ride thru the park due to permit issues, so we rode the length of Sir Francis Drake to Lagunitas--- which is the worst paved and probably the most dangerous part of the ride. Luckily it was still early afternoon, so most traffic was traveling northbound and we were traveling southbound so it was not as bad traffic-wise as it could have been. We made it in to Lagunitas and stopped at the market, downed a coke and headed back to Fairfax to rest stop 3.

On the way over White's Hill, I noticed several vehicles pulled off to the side and people on the side of the road motioning us to slow down. There had apparently been a rider who went down, and emergency services were attending to her... I slowed waaaay down, pulled into the shoulder and proceeded down the hill at a really slow speed.

I hate it when that happens. No matter how much I warn people about it- starting out slowly descending on any hill you are not familiar with--- the odds of 1 or 2 people out of 600 not heeding the warning is inevitable. I think there was also either a pothole or some sort of debris that was in the road that added to the danger of that descent. In reading other riders blogs in the last couple days, everyone was now aware of why we are so strict in our safety rules and how different it is riding with more than a few people on the road.

We rolled in to Fairfax, rest stop 3 and our final official stop before heading back to GG park. I made a quick pit stop at the porta potties, said a few hellos and got back on the bike and rode out with Talia, Anuj & Tommy. Somehow I dropped Talia on the bike path, then lost Anuj before the bridge. Tommy and I made our way across the bridge and then thru the Presidio and back to GG Bridge where we stuffed ourselves on pasta and salad...mmmm good!

Not sure if you all knew that was my sister Cindy attending to the cookies... the official cookie lady of the day. She came out to volunteer for DOTR too.

All in all a pretty good day, long-- but a good taste of what the week in June will be like!

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

April 23rd is my parents wedding anniversary

my folks in 1983.

I recently had my mother write down how she met my father... its a cute story, here's an excerpt from a very long description, from the memory of an 87 year old gal...

From 1946 to 1955 I was teaching 5th grade Home Economics in Quezon City, Philippines. Every Valentine’s day our school would have a Valentine’s Party. My friend Feliza, who was also a teacher with me asked me to come over to her apartment in Manila on the Saturday morning of the party. When I arrived, she introduced me to her husband’s first cousin, Louis (who, by the way was still in his pajamas!).

We had a short conversation about why he was in Manila and what brought him there. He was going to school in Manila, studying Business Administration. After a short while, Feliza decided that she did not want to attend the party that afternoon because she was not feeling well. So because I did not want to attend the party alone, I went back to the dormitory in Quezon City and instead went to the movies with my friends.

That Monday, Feliza came to school and during our recess she handed me a sandwich for our coffee break. She told me it came from her “cousin” Louis. It was a peanut butter & jelly sandwich! Every day that week she brought me a peanut butter & jelly sandwich, telling me that it was from Louis. After a few weeks, Feliza asked me if it was alright for Louis to come and see me at the dormitory, which I told her was okay.

About two weeks later, on a Sunday he showed up in a white, well pressed outfit. I invited him to sit down but before he sat, he took another chair and offered me a seat before he would sit down. What a gentleman!!
He continued to come visit me at the dormitory every Sunday for the next few weeks and we had many conversations. He told me about his purpose of coming back to the Philippines from the U.S. to go to school under his G.I. bill He also talked about his family who came from Vigan, Ilocos Sur, that he had lost both of his parents already and had only 2 sisters left living in Vigan.

That March he came to visit one Sunday and he said to me, “ I know you are also an orphan now, as I am. How about you and me facing the world together?”
With this, I questioned his “status”. I asked him right out if maybe he had another family in the States. He said to me, “ your brother works in Immigration, why don’t you have him check me out?”

So I did.


I called my brother, Manong Quiling and told him that this 45 year old guy was asking to marry me and he wanted an answer quickly or he would be leaving to go back to the States. I asked Manong Quiling to check out his immigration file and let me know if he was “ok”. The next day my brother called up and told me, “ yah Ne’- he is here to go to school on the G. I. Bill. He is okay, he is not married to anyone else!”
So the following Sunday when Louis came to visit, I told him all right, I would marry. I told him my brother had checked him out and he was “okay”.

We had further discussion that day about where we would live, how many kids he wanted and “sleeping arrangements”
And we agreed on everything. So we went to our parish priest to find out if we could get married at another parish, since we would be getting married in Malati Catholic Church, which was not our own parish. The priest told us it would be fine. We were married in the Malati Catholic Church on April 23, 1950. The only family members in attendance were my 2 brothers, Hector and Achilles and their wives. Everyone else lived too far away to attend. This was all of 2 months after I met Louis!

My parents would have been married 58 years today. My father passed away on February 14th, 1989: 39 years to the date that he met my mother. Happy Anniversary!


Monday, April 14, 2008

Miles...

Wednesday, April 9th : 30
Thursday, April 10th: 40
Friday, April 11th: 32
Saturday, April 12th: 45
Sunday, April 13th: 78!

No wonder I'm so tired. Not to mention that the hayfever has kicked in fulltime so I look rather--- puffy.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

24,000 miles and counting...

I still have the same cycle computer that I started with over 5 years ago. I have never cleared the odometer reading.

Today I rode from the Sports Basement to meet friends at Mike's Bikes. While I was on the bridge, I rolled over 24,000 miles!


It was about 7:15 am, and no one was on the bridge...


It was a nice feeling... even if I was all alone to celebrate. I have ridden over 24,000 miles since February 2003... 2 bikes, one bike computer. I still can't believe the battery hasn't died yet!

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Burnout...and rest!

Yep, even I get burnout.

I feel it coming on about this time each year. So what do I do? I take a break!

Last Saturdays ride had me exhausted. That exhaustion led to a state of disillusionment.

"How will I be ready for the ride if I can't ride 2 days in a row?" (uh hello? I rode Friday and Sat)... "I shouldn't BE this tired, I am so out of shape!" (duh... you rode 72 miles in a headwind).."

All that negative speak runs through your head when you are overtrained. It's normal. If you have been riding every weekend since January or February- take a break! I did! Sunday, Monday and Tuesday I did no exercise. I did go to see my Chiropractor Dr. Rizzo for an adjustment and A.R.T. (Active Release Technique) so that helped me feel better. But other than that I took it easy for 3 days!

Then today, I rode 30 miles alone from my house to Tiburon and back, and it was much more enjoyable and I felt rested and strong... and I HATE to ride alone!

Sometimes you have to take a break and rest your muscles completely so that all those muscle fibers you tear up each weekend have time to repair, resulting in bigger, stronger muscles that can then take you where you wanna go--- even faster than before!

My twocents worth...

Monday, April 07, 2008

I Was a Rider/Blogger on ALC 4

Three years ago I got to be a "blogger" on AIDS Lifecycle 4. I wrote about my experience at the end of each days ride.

If you want to know what goes on day to day... you can re-live ALC 4 HERE with me...

Woodside and Back...

I rode this really hard ride on Saturday. It was with the Pos Peds and it went from Sports Basement to Woodside and back, a total of 73 or so miles. It was windy the whole way. I rode with David Uzzell and Dylan Ban- David I had ridden with before on ALC 3 and Dylan I just met on this ride!

The route basically goes down Skyline Blvd from SF to Canada Road, then lunch at Roberts Market and back.

On the way back David and I had a little accident. He ran into me when I stopped before the Hwy 1 interchange from Skyline. I felt it safer to stop and cross over all together rather than try to merge across with folks speeding at freeway speed. He didn't know I slowed down and ran into me, knocking me over on my bike and then flying over me and his bike going down hard.

Luckily we were both ok, although full of adrenaline I'm sure, and we hopped back on our bikes and continued... can't imagine what that looked like to Dylan who watched the whole thing.

I scraped my index finger and bled all over my shifter-- gross. And then Monday I had this beeeyootiful bruise on my right leg, where my top tube must have jammed into my thigh:

Another wound to add to my multiple scars over the past 5 years!

Anyhow, we continued into SF and hit the Upper Great Highway where the wind was sooo gusty that the sand would blow into our faces! Talk about microdermabrasion. We quickly found another way to get to GG park and through it, back down Arguello and into the Sports Basement in the Presidio.

A crazy day of riding, but hey at least it was with friends!

Thursday, April 03, 2008

How this all started....

People always ask me how why I started doing AIDS/LifeCycle... every year I do a post about how it came to be, and this year is no different.

You can all blame Glenn Hammerson, Rider #1308.



Sometime in April of 2002, I met Glenn at a dinner party thrown by Mike's good friend Hans. We got to talking and Glenn told me about the AIDS Ride he was doing in June. It was a week long bike ride from SF to L.A, he told me. I thought-- hey! what a great idea! (ok I was not very sane at the time and had probably had one too many glasses of wine). I figured that April was probably too late to start training--- funny not everyone thinks that way-- but decided to consider it for the following year.

I don't know how or why I thought of it again that December, but I decided right before Christmas 2002 that I was going to do it! I told Mike that I wanted to buy a bike and do AIDS/Lifecycle the next year. Wise guy that he was, he said, " why don't you wait until after the New Year and see if you still want to do it. If you do, we'll go buy you a bike."

On January 2nd, I said, "Ok can we go buy a bike now?". And that was that.

I bought my first bike at Mike's Bikes in San Rafael. (I also bought my second bike at Mike's Bikes in Sausalito.) I remember looking at that skinny seat and thinking my ass was not gonna be very happy by the time I got to L.A., so I walked over to the other seats, pointed at the wide, cushy one and said to D.J., my salesguy, " hey why can't I put this seat on for the ride?", his reply; " ...because I won't sell it to you for this ride." He was a smart guy, and the beginning of my great relationship with Mike's Bikes.

So there you have it. I rode in ALC 2 as my first ride, got hooked on cycling and have logged close to 24,000 miles in the last 5 years or so.

I ride because I enjoy blaming Glenn for it! (and oh by the way girls, Glenn is one of the only straight, single men I know who do the ride every year....)

ooh he's gonna kill me for this post! :-0