Wowsers, can I just say "VIAGRA"! Yeah, I am starting to wonder what my husband is looking at on the computer. I was attacked by some Viagra virus. It was NOT pretty. The computer has been out of working order for a few days now. It is a little sad how dependent I have become on my computer. It is like my second love. Well, third love. I now have a true second love. Let me explain. Over the weekend we went to a little mom and pop Mexican restaurant. It was called the Broken Arrow. The Broken Arrow not only served great food, they served up a special dessert. Something I had never had before. Something I now LONG for. "Huckleberry, Apple pie". Yeah, can you even begin to imagine how stinkin' delicious this was?
We are so lucky to be able to have huckleberries in our back yard. Each year we head out and pick enough to last ALL year long. It's my kids favorite snack. So, if you are needing some huckleberries for your pie - call me.
So next time you are faced with the whole women thing of do I eat it or not . . . JUST EAT IT, and then go bike for 100 miles. I found this recipe on The Bojon Gourmet
Give it a try this Memorial weekend. Apple-Huckleberry Pie
Makes one 10" pie, 10-12 servings
1 cup all-purpose flour
1 cup whole wheat or whole spelt flour (or use all AP)
1 teaspoon salt
1 tablespoon sugar
8 ounces (2 sticks, 1 cup) very cold unsalted butter, in 1/2" dice
about 8 ounces (about 1 cup) liquid sourdough starter
In a large bowl, combine the flours, salt and sugar. Add the butter and rub with your fingertips until the mixture looks like gravel, with some butter worked in and some 1/4" chunks remaining. Gradually add the starter, folding the mixture with a spoon or your hands until it just starts to come together into large clumps.
Turn the dough out onto a surface, floured lightly if the dough is at all sticky. Divide roughly into 8 portions. Fraisage the dough: using the heel of your hand, scrape a portion of dough across the surface. Repeat with the remaining dough. Gather the dough into 2 equal balls. Flatten into discs and wrap in plastic. Chill for at least 30 minutes, and up to a few days. (Or freeze for up to a couple months. Defrost before proceeding.)
Remove one disc from the fridge. If it is very firm, you may need to let it soften at room temp for 15 minutes or so. On a lightly floured surface, roll the dough out into a 14" round. Fit into the pie pan leaving a slight overhang. Roll out the second disc to a 12" round. Place on a piece of parchment and slide onto a rimless baking sheet. Chill both while you prepare the pie filling.
Apple-Huckleberry Pie Filling
3 pounds apples, such as pink ladies, peeled, cored, halved and thinly sliced
2 cups fresh or frozen huckleberries
zest and juice of 1 lemon
1 cup sugar
seeds of 1 vanilla bean (or 1 teaspoon vanilla extract, added to the apples)
2 tablespoons flour
1/4 teaspoon salt
good grating fresh nutmeg
1 tablespoon milk or cream, for brushing the dough
1 tablespoon sugar, for sprinkling
Position a rack in the lowest level of the oven and preheat to 500º. If you have a baking stone, set it on the rack.
In a very large bowl, toss together the apple slices, huckles, and lemon zest and juice. In a separate bowl, combine the sugar and vanilla bean seeds. Rub the seeds into the sugar to distribute evenly. Add the flour, salt and nutmeg and mix to combine. Add the sugar mixture to the apple mixture and toss to combine.
Turn the apples and their juices into the pie crust. Lay the second round of dough on top. Use a pair of scissors to trim the overhangs flush with the pan. Flute. (Or, if you have an inch or so of overhang, you can tuck the dough under itself and flute.)
Brush the top crust with the cream and sprinkle with the sugar. With the tip of a paring knife, mark the center of the pie, then cut 8 slits in the top.
Place the pie on a rimmed baking sheet and place in the oven, on the baking stone if you have one. Turn the oven down to 425º. Bake the pie for 20 minutes. Reduce the oven temp to 350º and bake for another 35-45 minutes, until the crust is deep golden and the juices bubble up vigorously, for a total baking time of 55-65 minutes.
Remove the pie to a cooling rack and let cool completely, at least 2 hours, at room temperature. The pie keeps at room temperature for a couple days; put it in the fridge after that. Serve with whipped cream, or warmed with ice cream.
When it comes to fit and bicycles - FIT MATTERS! That is why measurements are so important when fitting a bicycle.
Jill came over a few days ago to get measured for her custom Bella Rosa bike. Jill is going to be doing the relay at what I consider the most painful race around our area - LOTOJA. LOTOJA is the longest one-day USCF sanctioned bicycle race in the country. Naturally she is in fantastic shape, but with a custom fit she will be able harness all the mechanical advantages of her new bicycle to result in a greater power output and ultimately, greater performances and results. Not to mention comfort while riding.
Meaning she will be so efficient on her new bicycle that even all the men will need to- look out! I was able to snap a couple shots of her during her custom fit evaluation.
Good luck Jill! Can't wait to see your new ride and hear your story.
During the last few long training sessions (20 mile runs) my brother and I have been reviewing race day tactics. Here are some personal tricks of the trade that work for me. Everyone is different, so find what works for you. Maybe some of these ideas will help you.
Starting a week or so before your big event, spend a day or two eating primarily protein. You want those muscles strong and happy. The remainder of the week should be spent "carb loading.". Carb loading does NOT mean overloading, though! Eat your normal quantity, maybe a tiny bit more, but not more than your body can handle. No amount of overeating will make you race better.
That said, there is the delicate issue of the infamous "runner's trots." This may be a non- issue when cycling, but some people do experience digestive problems during any kind of heavy exercise. At the risk of a little ickiness, I'll share the solution that works for my body. If my race (or long training session) is on a Saturday, I will take a mild, natural laxative (senna) on a Tuesday night or Wednesday morning. Clearing out the digestive track mid-week, then being careful not to over-eat the rest of the week, makes for a lighter and more comfy race. Do NOT try this - or any unusual tips - for the first time at a race. Try the tips on long training sessions and find out what works for you.
More on this delightful subject (for many it is a very frustrating problem): avoid high fiber foods the day before the race. Choose foods that are easy to digest. White rice, pasta, light breads, for example.
Many races offer a big carb dinner the night before the race. Pasta is the norm, although here in my Idaho town a potato bar is the pre-race dinner for at least one race. Other races off a wide array of breakfast foods right before a morning race. Fearing the big bonk, people pile up the food and dig in. Unless you have a stomach of steel, I would recommend restraint. Go ahead and eat a little, but realize you are not going to starve on a 3-4 hour or more race. You can fuel along the way. No need to pile it up and have it sitting in your stomach - undigested, unusable, and uncomfortable - like a rock. Instead, eat your biggish (not huge!) meal at lunch the day before a morning race.
As for hydrating don't go overboard on that, either. Your body can absorb only so much liquid, and unless you enjoy frequent port-a-potty visits, drink only what you need for the time being. Like fueling, you will be able to hydrate along the course. Be careful not to under-hydrate - my approach is to at least drink to thirst, then a little more, and also to drink every time I fuel or at least every half hour. It's always best to drink before thirst kicks in. No need to chug a quart of water, a few swallows or even a cup or two might be enough. Again, pay attention to your body on long training sessions to figure out what works for you.
Energy gels are the bad guy for some people. In an effort to keep energy up, people gulp down an energy gel, then wonder why they feel worse than ever. They experience stomach cramps or feel heavy, or like they have a weight in the pit of their stomach. The very thing intended to keep them going is slowing them down. This has happened to me enough that I either had to give up fueling with gels or find a solution. I found a solution. Instead of chugging the gel, try squeezing a little out at a time into the pocket of your cheek or under your tongue. Doing it that way helps you not taste the horrid, sometimes sickening taste of the super-sweet pseudo fruit/chocolate/whatever flavor. Let it dissolve slowly, sip a little water or sports drink if you can, then when you're ready do it again. It can take a good 5 - 10 minutes this way, but for me it's the only way I can tolerate the stuff. I can feel when fatigue is setting in, and after the gel I can feel my energy levels jump up. My brother laughs at me on our long runs as my talking dwindles to nothing, sinking along with my energy. When the fuel kicks I start running with a bounce (he says) and I feel like a little chipmunk chattering and chatting away. I am sure it annoys him, but he's a good sport.
Ladies only: if Aunt Flo is prone to unexpected visits, especially when you are putting extra stress on your body, prepare accordingly. A small, sports specific tampon could save your race.
Another thing that has helped me tremendously was a bit of advice from my brother. I have no idea if he made it up or if it's an old wives' tale, or if it is actually true. I do know that it has helped me and so I want to (and do) believe in this idea. He said we run off the sleep we had two nights before, not the night before. Why is this such a big deal? Well, many racers simply do not sleep the night before a big race. Nerves kick in. Nervous about the race, nervous you have forgotten something, nervous you'll oversleep, you name it - you'll likely be nervous about it, particularly if racing is new to you. I actually get those same reactions the night before a long training session.
So the mental battle begins the morning of the race. You are worried you won't race well because you didn't sleep well, or you didn't sleep well so don't even try to do your long training session. But armed with the advice from my brother, you are now empowered to race anyway and to know you'll be just fine because two nights ago you had a good night's sleep. Behind a good race is a lot of good thoughts. If you think you can, you're probably right. If you think you can't, you're probably right then, too. I found, anecdotally, that this bit of wisdom held true with newborns and sick children that kept me up all night. I could function just fine the first day (going off the sleep from two nights ago?), and crash the second day.
Just a tidbit here, if chafing is a problem, it's best to deal with that before the race than have to hurt in the race itself. Long training sessions will help you figure out where then rub is, if any. I put Vaseline between my toes and under my arms because those spots are an issue for me. Take bandaids in your pocket if you expect a rub that'll need some extra protection. Men often chafe and bleed on their chest so bandaging up beforehand is a good idea.
Next, Ibuprofen. Don't take ibuprofen (Advil) or other medications that will mask the pain of an injury during a training session. You need to feel the injury so you can respond appropriately. During a race, however, it is kind of too late and if I intend to compete despite a potential or existing injury, then I take my Ibuprofen before I race so it doesn't hinder me. I am not suggesting anyone else do this, just saying what I do. Athletes do not always make the best decisions when competing is involved.
Self-talk can help in all stages of a race. Walk yourself mentally through the race. Do you have all the items you need? Make a checklist on paper so you stop fretting. Imagine yourself speeding along, a good cadence, a nice stride, a long stroke. You are in the groove. You feel the high and you can go forever. During the race, pick landmarks to reach, find people to pass or pace, talk positively to yourself - or yell at yourself if that's what keeps you going. Again, a good part of racing is the mental battle waged between you and yourself. And just keep going. You won't finish any sooner if you stop.
After then race, take some Ibuprofen if you haven't already. Stretch out, walk around, ice up. To help avoid sore legs, I pull on the compression socks I bought to combat varicose veins during pregnancies. I will even sleep with them if I have had a particularly hard or hilly race or training session.
These are just some ideas, like I said, that work for me and may work for you. Again, don't try anything drastically new during the race. Figure it out during long trainings rides or runs to find out what your needs are and how to best address them. Happy trails.
Chafing, what a pain in the butt. Have you ever been on a long ride or run and come home in tears because your buttocks/crotch hurt so bad. I remember running my very first ten miler. I got home and said I would never run again. I could barely walk let alone think of ever wanting to go a mile more. Well, I am here to attest that you don't have to hurt anymore. Yeah, you got to get yourself some of this butt butter. I don't think it really matters what brand you go for - they all serve the same purpose. To protect your rear end.
It gets to be a little bit expensive if you are putting in long miles day after day. I found a homemade recipe that might work. I have yet to try this. Let me know if any of you try it out. It just sounds a little greasy to me. And too much grease in your shorts can't be good.
Lubrication is simple.
Mix up a large vat of petroleum jelly with some antibiotic ointment and some pain reliever ointment. The latter is probably optional, but I use it because I always have.The trick to effective lubrication for a long stage is to use a lot.. Smear the stuff onto the chamois in a large quantity - three fingers worth, minimum. It should feel weird when you put you shorts on. Read more here.
Like I have said before - my sister Whitney can cook. For Mother's Day she brewed up some delicious chicken skewers - to die for. So I begged her for her recipe and she sent it for all to enjoy. Enjoy!
Here is the recipe for the chicken skewers (i like pork better) Real simple!
2lbs chicken/ pork. sliced about 1 inch thick, pound the meat to tenderize.
3/4 c olive oil
1/4 c soy sauce
1/4 c honey... See More
5 tbls of oyster sauce ( find in oriental isle)
a couple of garlic cloves
marinade for 3 hours or more
soak the skewers in water for a few hours. after marinading put the meat on skewers and grill on low heat till cooked.
So how many of you have any used bicycle tubes laying around? I know I do. How many have you ever just thrown them out with your daily trash? I know I have. What the heck are you suppose to do with a used bicycle tube anyway? Well, don't ever discard your bicycle tubes again. Make something fun with them. I found this creative post on Cratzine.com. What a fun idea to turn your tube into head wear. You will be the best dressed chic on the block with your new reCYCLED headband Check it.
I met Nicole over a year ago when she signed up for the Bella Rosa cycling class. She said she was out of shape and needed a way to feel young and healthy again. I was excited to have her come. The morning she showed up I couldn't believe my eyes. She looked amazing. She looked young. Come to find out she has kids in college. Crap, I hope I look that amazing when my kids head out of the house. It has been so fun getting to know Nicole. She is a true adventurer.
EVERYONE HAS A STORY - Nicole Stoddard
Some of my fondest family memories are on bicycles. In a matter of minutes, me my 3 kids and Dad can be parked at the base of Huckleberry Ridge. The first quarter mile is uphill, just enough to get the blood flowing and warm you up on days in the Spring when snow still clings to north sides of the mountain. All total, there’s are about 6 miles of FUN hilly terrain that any age kid can tackle with a sense of accomplishment. For me, it’s a place to get some exercise and enjoy the quiet.
These hills have been used for grazing cattle but not for a few years – so they are still beautifully manicured from the grazing and have little side trails made by cows. Curtis and I have hiked here some too. One time we were sitting on a log having lunch and could have swore we heard an engine starting up over and over; up here in the sticks – we finally found out it is a bird (don’t remember what kind) that likes to flutter its wings – must be a sage grouse.
If you bike as far west on these old logging and cattle roads can take you on top of Huckleberry ridge, you will eventually come to an opening in the quaky’s and see the Ashton Valley open up below you. What a site. If you ride as far North as the old roads will take you – you can see Robison Creek Road and if you could look beneath you w/o having to venture straight down – you’d see Robison Creek just before it meets Rock Creek.
Even though our kids are grown and left Ashton, I still love this ride. It reliably restores me to myself. There is some old timber; lots of majestic Douglas Fir that gives you the sense you might see a forest fairy flit by as you pass a patch of flowers. Riding here in Fall is my favorite – there are quaking aspen with not just yellow leaves, some are red; very cool. During hunting season I recommend you wear bright clothes – I’ve met people with guns many times. Other than that – I usually get the place to myself and my dog (a riding partner if I can find one), and with the exception of some elk; the only big game I’ve seen here. This place is heaven. I have yet to have found any huckleberry’s to pick – but I’m not giving up on looking.
Take a right off Cave Falls road to Girls Camp and continue on to the Y. Instead of going right to the dead end at Robison Creek – turn left and you’ll come to a Forest Service gate. Park here. I have also parked at the dead end on the right where most locals have taken a romantic walk or two down to Robison Creek. But I turn right where you park and ride on old roads over to Horseshoe Lake road.
Carry water, have bear spray at hand. Cell phone works in some spots.
It was so fun to get this e-mail from Katrina whom I have never met or spoken to. I loved hearing her challenging story about her ride for MS. It is amazing to me how we all have a story to tell. We all have something to share with someone else that could possibly change lives. Thank you so much for sharing your story with us. You are amazing.
EVERYONE HAS A STORY - Katrina Ormson
Every year in Houston, there is a 2 day fundraising ride from Houston to Austin for MS. It's 150-180 miles (depending on where you start) plus a night of camping. I've never been a camper, or any sort of endurance athlete, but after teaching spin for a few years, I figured it was high time I actually tried the real thing!
Riding in the MS 150 was probably one of the most challenging things I have ever done. We had beautiful weather, but that didn’t help the pain I felt in my knees after the never ending rolling hills that we encountered basically the whole way to Austin! People are amazing on the ride and generally very considerate and friendly. The towns we pass through are amazing! People will line the streets with bubble machines and music and cheer the riders on! Others leave messages along the road with little tidbits of encouragement. One guy (and his huge dog) even parked a van with huge speakers next to a field and blared rock’n’roll as we rode by! The night in La Grange was definitely interesting! People are really friendly and there is a lot of great food and live music! People would visit all the tents thanking the riders for doing this. Everyone had a story to tell on how MS had affected their lives or someone dear to them. The second day was by far the hardest. The rolling hills continue and you have an option of taking a challenge route through a park. I opted to skip the challenge because my knees were killing me. I still hit some crazy long hills and was proud to actually make it up every one without walking my bike! I ended up riding in a pace line for the last 35 miles with some guys from my team. They were my lifesavers’ blocking the wind and keeping me going!
We rolled into Austin and tons of people were cheering us on as we hit the finish line under the capital building! That was VERY cool! The volunteers along the way were fantastic and made it possible to keep going! The whole experience was just amazing. It was a beautiful ride for a beautiful cause and I’m so thankful I got to be a part of it.
What an exciting day. I woke up to breakfast, hand dipped stawberries, and a happy mother's day gift. Brian built me a new custom bike for mother's day. Also, the new carbon project is ready for testing. Bella Rosa will be the first women's specific company to offer custom carbon bikes built just for women. You wanna go fast? You wanna win? Me too. Three kids and way to many cookies will make it a little harder, but this bike might help. Have an amazing day, I'm going to.
I am a cook, a housekeeper, a parent, a teacher, a referee, a nanny, a nurse, a handy man, a maid, security, an accountant, an electrician, the Easter bunny, Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy and a comforter. I don't get holidays, sick pay, or a day off, I work through the day and most of the night and I wouldn't trade it for the world.
I have sure been feeling a little OLD lately. Yeah, I am 36 years OLD, and feeling every minute of it. I wonder sometimes what it will be like when I turn 60? What about 70? Will I be feeling my age then? I LOVE the smile on Mary Fran. She is a true example of what life could be like approaching 70. Young, vibrant attitude. We can learn a lot from this amazing woman.
Mary Fran is on the left. She fits right in with the young, fit crowd.
Staying Fit is so Much Fun - Featured writer Mary Fran Jeppesen
It’s the Grandma again and staying fit makes it so much more fun to be a Grandma. I really love being a grandma to 25 grandkids. Since the weather has made biking or running or anything else we do outside very difficult this spring, I am going back to one of the funnest bike rides I have ever had. It was with four little boys on a very rainy day in early Sept. of 2008
I had promised four of my little grandsons I would take them for a bike ride down the old rail road track at Bear Gulch. It had been a summer tradition and we were all looking forward to it. The day we planned to ride turned out to be rainy with some thunder showers. By the afternoon it had cleared a little and we decided to brave it anyway. It was the funnest day ever!! There was a good old fashioned thunder storm with a good old fashioned cloud burst. Buckets full of rain!!!
Grandpa dropped us off about 6 or 7 miles up from Warm River to begin our ride. I had taken them all rain ponchos to wear in case it rained. And rain it did. The rest of this article is being taken from my journal.
Whenever I remember today I’ll smile because I will remember four little boys on their bikes with their rain coats flying behind them like superman capes. Mud flying behind them and up their backs. They were laughing and not missing one puddle they could ride through.
They had muddy pants, muddy shoes, and muddy faces.
I’ll remember the sound of the thunder, the feel of the rain, the smell of wet sage brush and the old rail road tunnel where we waited out the rain.
I’ll remember the four Captain Under Pants (because they had removed their pants )in the back seat of the pickup eating cookies and drinking hot chocolate.
I’ll remember when they were young and thought Grandma was fun.
I really hope they had a much fun as I did!
Another high light from my summer last year was climbing Table Mountain with three of my daughters, two of my son-in-laws and one granddaughter who was 18 months old. We took turns carrying Kymry in a back pack. I took my turn and kept up with the youngsters. Since I had already climbed Table Mountain twice that year I stayed just at the bottom with the baby while the other went to the top.
It was a beautiful day. It’s so much fun to share that kind of experience with my kids and grandkids. That’s why I keep going. I hope I can continue to have experience like that for a long time.
So it snowed again yesterday. I think I have fallen into a deep trance of spring fever. I just needed to get out. Do you ever just find peace with yourself in nature? I do, so I took the opportunity today to go for a walk by the river. I grabbed the boys and headed down to one of our favorite spots close to home. I got a new camera and was super stoked to take pictures. We saw some pretty amazing things while we were there. Here are a few of my pics from our adventure.
Almost got gobbled up by this fabulous pelican. Is this even a pelican?
Little Kelton was enjoying the camera shooting just as much as me. We had a blast. I am so excited to show you more of my amazing world with my new amazing camera. YIPPEE!
I love the article Jennica wrote for the month of May. It's like she read my mind! This issue haunts so many of us every day. Do I exercise, or spend time with my kids? Do I make dinner on time, or go running? Wow, we women sure do have a lot on our plates. Enjoy this amazing article. I did.
JUST SAY YES! - Featured Writed Jennica Hirrlinger
We are a yes gender, us women. We say yes to anything or we feel guilty. Pick you up at the airport? Yes. PTO President? OK. Borrow my car? Um, I guess. Make your family dinner? Be there at 5. We watched our moms say yes to absolutely everything that was ever presented to them until they were stressed and half-crazy on top of being sleep deprived and exhausted. So, it's no surprise that we grew up to do the same. Sew on your boy scout badges by 4:00 p.m? Yes. Bring your instrument/homework/lunch to you at school? Sure. Can you make pizza for my football team? Why not. You want to wear my clothes, my shoes, my make-up, etc? Any time you want.
We say yes and, sometimes, we still feel guilty. After I birthed a couple of kids and needed to get back in shape I would get up at 5 a.m. and go to the gym for an hour. And. every. single. day. I felt guilty for leaving home without them. Weird, right? Not really. I think a lot of women, new moms especially, feel that way. It took me a while to figure out my new role in life. I mean, I had just grown a whole person inside my body and I am in charge of their safety and happiness. That baby uses my body parts to eat; I can't leave the house without it! So, I felt guilty but I kept going until one day, I didn't feel guilty anymore. I went to the gym and lifted weights until I was strong enough to pick up that burden of guilt and remove it from my shoulders. It was liberating, to say the least. I was saying yes . . . to me! Saying yes to myself made it easier and less stressful to say yes to everybody else.
Don't get me wrong, saying yes is good. We do it because we love our families. We are the moms and our kids and husbands need us to say yes and to be there for them. I'm not going to tell you to stop saying yes. I'm not even going to suggest that you say yes less. I'm actually saying we should say yes more . . . but we need to learn what else to say yes to.
Say yes to getting out on your own for a while; Leave them home with dad. Say yes to working out with friends; Laugh and re-charge. Say yes to making your favorite dinner every once in a while; Kids can handle curry and fried rice. Say yes to taking a shower by yourself; It's ok to lock the door.
Welcome to a new attitude in women's cycling and a first in women's specific titanium and steel custom bikes. We know females....because we are females. All women share a common interest. We want to feel comfortable, confident, and strong on our bikes. We also want to look good while riding hard. At Bellarosa we build bikes to fit you using only the finest materials. Our bikes our built in house one at a time from start to finish. 100% handbuilt in the U.S.A. So guess what? We no longer have to ride boy bikes. It's alright to want to ride a bike designed specifically for you. At Bellarosa we can build your dreams.
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