Meet Little Roo

This is Little RooThis is me on Little Roo

(I usually have my helmet on, but Dave caught me before I had a chance to put on the helmet)

Why the name? Dave just started calling it that and the name stuck. Little Roo is a lot of fun to ride and has the potential to be FAST!

Is This Totally Irreverant?

Today I road tested a new bike. It is a tri bike (time trial bike) as opposed to the road bike I currently ride. There are a few differences, mainly you stay in the aero position for most of the ride and your shifters are out in front. It also doesn't corner quite as well as a road bike and the tires are more of a racing tire. Unfortunately for me as I was out riding it started to rain. I had just finished a big climb and was facing a pretty twisty descent and me, not being a fast descender, was a little nervous about being on this new bike and facing wet roads. So I said a little prayer that the rain would stop so that I could get down the hill without worrying about wet roads. Okay, so the prayer was really more of a pleading, but the rain did stop. I was so grateful. In fact, I showed my gratitude by stating out loud, "Heavenly Father, You ROCK!" Then I thought that maybe that wasn't very respectful so I said more quietly, "Thank you Heavenly Father for hearing my plea and stopping the rain." PS The bike was great.

Really, He Shouldn't

So last night we were watching the Singing Bee on CMT. In case you're not familar with it, it is a gameshow where contestants have to sing lyrics to songs. If they mess up, they're out. So it got down to the final two contestants and the part of the game where it is fill-in-the-blanks. The one contestant had the Commodore's song Brick House. Much to my surprise David and Carson were singing right along and filling in all of the blanks, CORRECTLY! After the song Dave said to Carson, "Now when you come home from a date, you'll have a song to describe the girl" (or something to that effect). I shot him "the look"--you know the one. The one where the receiver knows that they're busted. Dave innocently replied "What?" To which I said, "How would you like it if some boy when home and used that song to describe Katelyn?" Dave, "Carson, I better not ever hear you use that song to describe a girl."

M.I.A.

Where have I been? I can't believe it is the middle of July already. Truth be told, I have given up a lot of my blogging time so that I can devote myself to watching the biggest time-suck in July--the Tour de France. I watch the live broadcast at 5 a.m.; then the re-broadcasts throughout the day (just in case I missed anything); and finally, the expanded coverage that airs every night at 8 p.m. I am obsessed with this bike race. I can't find the words to describe how much I get drawn into the race. This year has been particularly intriguing with the return of Lance Armstrong. I can't wait to see what happens in the Alps. Will Lance follow the plan and be a worker-bee or will he go for the win again? What will Team Columbia and Team Garmin do to counter-act the strength of Team Astana? Will some dark horse be discovered on the slopes of the Alps and steal away Astana's glory? There has already been so much drama in the first 10 days. I'm full of anticipation for the remaining stages. I just wish that all I had to do was sit home and watch all of the broadcasts of the Tour. But, I am also a Mom In Action, most of which involves taking Katelyn to tennis camp and driver's ed, along with fulfilling church obligations as I am now in the Relief Society Presidency. So no promises on when I might blog again, but maybe on Thursday. Tomorrow is way too busy with tennis, driver's ed, running, biking, shopping (we'll see how fruitful this adventure will be), and seeing Harry Potter.