<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208</id><updated>2012-01-18T16:54:48.568-05:00</updated><category term='peeing in public'/><category term='Chester Valley Trail'/><category term='meet ups'/><category term='weekly rides'/><category term='how to buy a bike'/><category term='how to bike'/><category term='SRT'/><category term='area sponsored rides'/><category term='teach your kid to ride a bike'/><category term='directions to meet ups'/><category term='road ID'/><category term='West Chester Cycling Club WAIVER'/><category term='advocacy'/><category term='safety'/><category term='SRT rides'/><category term='BIKING ROCKS'/><category term='bike maintenance'/><category term='medical alert'/><category term='Iron Hill Crit'/><category term='child bike trailers'/><category term='biking infrastructure'/><category term='INFORMATION for newbies'/><category term='bike chains'/><category term='ride protocol'/><category term='Best Ride Ever in Chester County'/><category term='maps'/><category term='weather policy'/><category term='bike gear'/><category term='West Chester Cycling Club'/><category term='bike journal'/><category term='Living in a state park'/><category term='BIKER CHICKS GRADUATE'/><category term='saving an old bike'/><category term='cue sheet'/><title type='text'>Biker Chicks Of West Chester</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>715</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-5803122540035219696</id><published>2012-01-17T15:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T16:06:49.159-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safety'/><title type='text'>CARDINAL RULE NUMBER ONE FOR CYCLISTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W4ByORZbYoo/TxXinLYjnlI/AAAAAAAAIY4/uGddSyBBXi0/s1600/040507_cbrown_mp_comm_death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W4ByORZbYoo/TxXinLYjnlI/AAAAAAAAIY4/uGddSyBBXi0/s400/040507_cbrown_mp_comm_death.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698710066205793874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whptv.com/news/local/story/Man-brutally-beaten-to-death-near-Liberty-Bell-in/sKP9OQEnmUCI-rCkFi3VXw.cspx"&gt;http://www.whptv.com/news/local/story/Man-brutally-beaten-to-death-near-Liberty-Bell-in/sKP9OQEnmUCI-rCkFi3VXw.cspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HERE in Philadelphia we cannot stop killing each other. Everyday there is a story about the senseless death of a young person. This past weekend a young man was brutally beaten to death when he interacted with strangers in a passing car. A quick use of the "f" bomb and three men jumped out of a car and beat to death a 23 year old man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What does this have to do with cycling?&lt;b&gt; Plenty! &lt;/b&gt;I hear stories from fellow cyclists that go something like this; this da**m guy in a pick up truck, who does he think he is, or some guy in a big SUV buzzed me, I gave that jerk the finger to show him and it goes on and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SO RULE NUMBER ONE for cyclists - &lt;b&gt;Never interact with a motorist. Never give a motorist the finger. Never try to make a point with a motorist. Their car is bigger than your bike. Their car may have a loaded gun in it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And please stop making assumptions about the folks in the cars or trucks that pass you. You have no idea what is going on in that person's life or day and to make assumptions about the drivers of these cars is plain arrogant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When you bike, go out and enjoy yourself. If an unruly driver is coming, pull over and let him or her pass. Don't try to make a point. As it might get you killed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-5803122540035219696?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/5803122540035219696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=5803122540035219696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5803122540035219696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5803122540035219696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2012/01/cardinal-rule-number-one-for-cyclists.html' title='CARDINAL RULE NUMBER ONE FOR CYCLISTS'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W4ByORZbYoo/TxXinLYjnlI/AAAAAAAAIY4/uGddSyBBXi0/s72-c/040507_cbrown_mp_comm_death.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-4663858931818432204</id><published>2011-11-23T08:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T08:41:08.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>open letter to older women with kids and families</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kNbpVv3bkBo/Tsz3bf9R4rI/AAAAAAAAIYo/NnBES5mNweM/s1600/download.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kNbpVv3bkBo/Tsz3bf9R4rI/AAAAAAAAIYo/NnBES5mNweM/s400/download.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678185282014405298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I received an email from a mother of 3, wife and  parttime bank teller. She recently went back to horse back riding. She was a talented rider when she was young and in high school. Marriage, 3 kids, husband surviving throat cancer and money woes later, she decided to try horse back riding again. She is in her late 40s.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is her post to me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; It's amazing what riding a good horse for a while can do for me.  The first and second lessons had me breathing really hard--it's a lot of work cantering around a ring on a horse and keeping it all together like I did back in the day.  Today I wasn't breathing nearly as hard.  I even brought my old saddle today that I had up in the garage and used that.  The whole thing is like opening up an old dream box for me.  The instructors are amazed that I am doing so well at this age, after all these years.  It comes back just like riding a bike.  Anyway, I don't know how much longer I will be able to afford to do it, but I just wanted to let you know how much fun it has been, and how happy it has made me.  I actually feel good at something again in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So what does this have to do with biking??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Biking is an activity you can do as an older woman. You can go out with other like minded folks or bike solo. Join a bike club in your area. Bike on a bike trail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But find something you can do that does not involve your family or kids. Physical activities enrich your life as you age. You feel good. I have now been biking seriously for 5 or so years. I can jump on my bike and do 50 miles and hardly blink. I climb hills and coast down hills. I see eagles, herons, owls and deer and horses and cows and the list is endless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I hear all kinds of excuses from older ladies. For once in your life, stop making excuses and using your family and finances as a reason you are not doing something for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Make the time, pick some type of physical hobby and do it - even just walking around the block is a start. JUST DO IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-4663858931818432204?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/4663858931818432204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=4663858931818432204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4663858931818432204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4663858931818432204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/11/open-letter-to-older-women-with-kids.html' title='open letter to older women with kids and families'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kNbpVv3bkBo/Tsz3bf9R4rI/AAAAAAAAIYo/NnBES5mNweM/s72-c/download.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1204901741819555111</id><published>2011-11-01T18:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T18:17:07.399-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living in a state park'/><title type='text'>Living in a state park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3FGnJzaDZA/TrBuOJfH8wI/AAAAAAAAIYY/N4OCAlWv9UU/s1600/IMGP0042.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3FGnJzaDZA/TrBuOJfH8wI/AAAAAAAAIYY/N4OCAlWv9UU/s400/IMGP0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670153120203141890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j1PAakgw4zU/TrBuNo8HVzI/AAAAAAAAIYI/JhsXa-OboF4/s1600/IMGP0039.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j1PAakgw4zU/TrBuNo8HVzI/AAAAAAAAIYI/JhsXa-OboF4/s400/IMGP0039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670153111466366770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hr3e6Etvyo/TrBuNLEEH2I/AAAAAAAAIX8/m9XA0vowASg/s1600/IMGP0040.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hr3e6Etvyo/TrBuNLEEH2I/AAAAAAAAIX8/m9XA0vowASg/s400/IMGP0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670153103446646626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJO6b97C8X0/TrBuMRCDrdI/AAAAAAAAIXw/53ioWIaAkUM/s1600/IMGP0047.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJO6b97C8X0/TrBuMRCDrdI/AAAAAAAAIXw/53ioWIaAkUM/s400/IMGP0047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670153087868972498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ridley Creek State Park is only 16 miles from Center City Philadelphia but is an oasis of tranquility and beauty. Get on your bike and take a trip to the park and enjoy the 5 mile mulit-use trail in the park. Get a peek at one of the 24 houses that are rented out on a lottery system. Folks wait 20 or more years to get a chance to rent one of the historic homes, Read about this park at &lt;a href="http://www.dcnr.state.pa.us/stateparks/findapark/ridleycreek/index.htm"&gt;http://www.dcnr.state.pa.us/stateparks/findapark/ridleycreek/index.htm&lt;/a&gt; and read the article below for more information on this unusual way to live in nature.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://articles.philly.com/2011-03-27/news/29194893_1_tenants-rent-credits-rental-homes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="mod-article-header" class="mod-phillyarticleheader mod-articleheader" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(239, 239, 239); "&gt;&lt;h1 style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 22px; line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://articles.philly.com/2011-03-27/news/29194893_1_tenants-rent-credits-rental-homes"&gt;It's a wild life for envied tenants of park dwellings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="mod-article-byline" class="mod-phillyarticlebyline mod-articlebyline" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(239, 239, 239); "&gt;&lt;span class="pubdate" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;March 27, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="separator" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;By Mari A. Schaefer, Inquirer Staff Writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(239, 239, 239); "&gt;Never mind the drafty windows, or the sagging floorboards, or the lilliputian closets, or the frozen pipes, or the bugs that creep in, or the occasional coyote on the porch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(239, 239, 239); "&gt;Scattered through the woods and across the meadows of Ridley Creek State Park are 24 of the most coveted rental homes in Delaware County, with a list of 500 applicants vying to time-travel back a couple of centuries.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(239, 239, 239); "&gt;The wait can be interminable. The hardy band of tenants who occupy the historic abodes tend to stay put, viewing life in the wilds not as an inconvenience but as a gift.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(239, 239, 239); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;Built in 1771, hers is hardly the oldest of the dwellings that the state has rented out since it bought the land in the late 1960s and fashioned a 2,606-acre park.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;Some are remnants of an early-18th-century village that sprang up around a gristmill and a sawmill. They include what were once the town library, the mill office, several workers' homes, and farmhouses - all anointed in 1976 by the National Register of Historic Places.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;Tenants pay $500 to $2,000 a month, but one month a year is rent-free. In return for the break, they take on the labor and cost of minor maintenance and repairs, such as fixing broken windowpanes and torn screens. Projects the magnitude of bathroom renovations or new roofs require park approval, and they earn rent credits for those who do the work themselves. Improvements must be done out of necessity, however, not in surrender to modernity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;Warren Graham, a 60-year-old beekeeper, and Cecile Mann, 59, are among the rare newcomers. They moved into their two-story stone home in early 2010, just in time for record snows.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;In a rookie mistake, they parked their car near the house, rather than the end of their 100-yard-long driveway. "We couldn't get out for five days," Mann said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;The house had been empty for a few years while a small bridge to the property was repaired. Animals made their way inside and left their scent. So the couple's first year has been spent scrubbing the walls and cleaning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;"The house was quite neglected, but we have begun to resurrect it," said Graham, whose never-ending to-do list includes a refurbished kitchen and floor and a garden.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;"You wonder if you're crazy," he said. "But then, on a spring day, it's" - he paused - "wonderful."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1204901741819555111?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1204901741819555111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1204901741819555111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1204901741819555111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1204901741819555111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/11/living-in-state-park.html' title='Living in a state park'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3FGnJzaDZA/TrBuOJfH8wI/AAAAAAAAIYY/N4OCAlWv9UU/s72-c/IMGP0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-5598673867705299959</id><published>2011-10-26T18:22:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T19:10:46.698-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peeing in public'/><title type='text'>to PEE or not to PEE, that is the question of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/---6aKbnewo0/TqiJPEGhSFI/AAAAAAAAIXc/-_3Xn5uw1XE/s1600/peeing.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/---6aKbnewo0/TqiJPEGhSFI/AAAAAAAAIXc/-_3Xn5uw1XE/s400/peeing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667931022937901138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are out on your bike ride with a large group of cyclists. Men and women cruising along enjoying the countryside. The fellows in the group decide it is time for the "pee break". They move off of the road and face the country. Off they go to do what guys do. But lo and behold, their backsides are still visible to those passing by on the road not to mention the women that are along for the ride.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this ok? Is this what you would not mind seeing as you pass by in your car or on  your bike? If you were driving a car would you do this? With your family in tow, would you pull over and take a wee in front of your family members?? Why not?? or why yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are miles from a bathroom, ok, use the road but can ya at least get behind a rock! If you are near a bathroom, is it still ok to just turn and drop trow? Is this strictly a guy thing or do women do this as well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would it be safe for women to squat and pee right alongside the road? Why or why not? Heck the men do it. Why do women look for porta potties and or a large tree? Are they just more polite, more mature or more what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you peed in public in a city or a parking lot or any other place, you would be arrested. Why do men do it so much when cycling? Why cannot they find a gas station or convenience store or at least some woods?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Post as to what you  think??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-5598673867705299959?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/5598673867705299959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=5598673867705299959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5598673867705299959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5598673867705299959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-pee-or-not-to-pee-that-is-question.html' title='to PEE or not to PEE, that is the question of the day'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/---6aKbnewo0/TqiJPEGhSFI/AAAAAAAAIXc/-_3Xn5uw1XE/s72-c/peeing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-8290646161427357177</id><published>2011-10-26T17:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T17:58:11.603-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best Ride Ever in Chester County'/><title type='text'>Best ride EVER in Chester County</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p6WqAOGADas/TqiBJmZl2JI/AAAAAAAAIXQ/Txz3rAUkLT4/s1600/downsized_1023111121.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p6WqAOGADas/TqiBJmZl2JI/AAAAAAAAIXQ/Txz3rAUkLT4/s400/downsized_1023111121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667922132972460178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where  can you be only 40 miles from a large city and be in country so deep you would think  you were in New England? The answer in Chester County. The seat of this gorgeous county is West Chester, PA. Google it and take a look. Below is the cue that I recommend if you want to see some of the most exclusive race horse farms in the Northeast.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picture above is on Runnymeade Road. Such a small road you will think you are on someone's private drive but trust me, it is a road! It is between mile 20 and 21. 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Just this past weekend I threw down 53 miles touring my gorgeous home county - Chester - in the state of PA. My bike club did a ride that took us through countryside that only exits elsewhere in England. Chester County looks a lot like the English countryside with rolling hills, horses, cows and beautiful vistas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a brand new cyclist on our ride. A NEWBIE!  I have not ridden with a newbie for a long time but it was such fun to see this guy really enjoying himself and learning a lot in the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Course he did what all newbies do - he bought an inexpensive bike. For most folks the thought of dropping several thousands of dollars on a bike is something that they cannot even wrap their brains around. We all have memories of childhood and our little bikes and we think it is the same when you are an adult. You think you would have to be nuts to spend that kind of money on a stupid bike. Cuz what is it other than a seat, wheels, pedal and some gears. Any bike will do as long as it takes me from one place to the next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But do you use this kind of thinking in any other large purchase your might do. Say buying a new set of golf clubs? Do you go to KMart and buy a little starter set and then hit the links? Well maybe if you were 18 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if you are an adult with a decent job, and want a LIFELONG hobby that will serve from your twenties all the way through retirement then buy a good bike. Spend time researching bikes. With the Internet it is practically impossible to not be knowledgeable about a large purchase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visit many bike stores and just browse. Ask questions. Figure out what size you need and then figure out what you are going to spend. If you want a bike to go around the block with your kids, go to Walmart. If you want a bike that will become a passion, get something good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bikes nowdays range in price from $700 to $6000. You want a road bike, not a hybrid. You do not have to buy the top of line road bike, a good starter road bike will do for your first few months. But as soon as you ride with someone on a better bike than your bike and see them flying up and down hills and coasting like there is no tomorrow, your starter bike is going to start looking bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever you do, please consider biking as a great recreational activity that you can do alone, with friends and on any road. Once your initial costs are over, you have a piece of equipment that can last years and years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy cycling and see you on the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-7553304692066707887?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/7553304692066707887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=7553304692066707887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7553304692066707887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7553304692066707887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-bike.html' title='why bike??'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gv6ltk3q0ow/TpIrCzqP_0I/AAAAAAAAIXA/uvpzR93gcHo/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1731721995063288006</id><published>2011-08-23T18:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T18:59:37.912-04:00</updated><title type='text'>61 years old - 41 miles and not even tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CCpN1kxK80g/TlQuw76FY4I/AAAAAAAAH9s/JZ6Myzp3D1g/s1600/IMGP0012.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CCpN1kxK80g/TlQuw76FY4I/AAAAAAAAH9s/JZ6Myzp3D1g/s400/IMGP0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644187651251987330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fortunate to live in the most spectacular county on the East Coast for biking - Chester County. The county is west of Philadelphia. County seat is West Chester. Plus I am lucky enough to have the most talented group of like-minded folks with which to bike. All of us are past 50, some past 60 and we all rock on the bike. Off we go and knock off 30 or more miles without a blink.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all bike well and often. We climb hills and handle ourselves on the road with confidence. Biking, if you are nearly retirement, is probably the best activity you can do. It is easy on the knees and you can sit the entire time if you choose. You can go slow or fast. It does not matter as long as you are out enjoying the fresh air. We have spotted herons and bald eagles on our rides. The bike allows you to find roads in your area that you did not know existed until you climbed onto a bike. Chester County is loaded with tertiary roads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we rode through gorgeous horse farms and a covered bridge. The Biker Chicks are one lucky group. We are healthy enough to bike and lucky enough to live in Chester County. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1731721995063288006?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1731721995063288006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1731721995063288006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1731721995063288006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1731721995063288006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/08/61-years-old-41-miles-and-not-even.html' title='61 years old - 41 miles and not even tired'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CCpN1kxK80g/TlQuw76FY4I/AAAAAAAAH9s/JZ6Myzp3D1g/s72-c/IMGP0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1088810317199620645</id><published>2011-08-10T18:53:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T19:19:12.775-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Governor Corbett and PENN DOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qehlmZiZBDg/TkMOs6MOHkI/AAAAAAAAH9Q/aKX5Cs97iXk/s1600/secmair-tar-and-chip.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qehlmZiZBDg/TkMOs6MOHkI/AAAAAAAAH9Q/aKX5Cs97iXk/s400/secmair-tar-and-chip.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639367323095539266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some folks that run the Pennsylvania Transportation Department feel that using oil and chips is a fine way to resurface a road. Today I learned that PENN DOT dumped a truckload of oil and chips on some of the most scenic roads in Chester County.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The big trucks dump tons of stones and oil and make a complete mess of smooth surfaced roads. And since these are back roads, they stay in this awful condition for months before cyclists and motor cyclists can use the roads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention the mess the stones make with the properties that abut these roads. Gravel, several inches thick, lines the roads making them near unusable for cyclists. I guess the BIKE HATERS are happy to see the roads made impassable for anything other than tractors and 4 wheel vehicles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO I ASK the legislature of Pennsylvania why, as citizens of this state, we have NO SAY in how the roads are surfaced? I am willing to pay for macadam.  The days of thinking of Chester County as some backwater farming community are long past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chester County is a premier biking community. It is a premier place to live. Many motorcyclists also use these roads. I bike past magnificent homes and horse farms in Chester County. These folks cannot be happy taking their cars on these roads either. It has to ruin paint jobs and nick up the surface.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What does tar and chip do for a road? Is it a worthwhile resurface treatment and why oh why cannot we not get macadam for our roads?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where do my taxes go? Make a special tax for road resurfacing. I am more than willing to pay it if my county's roads got paved instead of ruined for months and months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come on Harrisburg, get into the 21st century and use a paving material that is not dangerous for cyclists and cars alike. So Gov, come on out and take a pleasant ride on our newly ruined roads. Better come in a tank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1088810317199620645?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1088810317199620645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1088810317199620645' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1088810317199620645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1088810317199620645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-governor-corbett-and-penn-dot.html' title='Dear Governor Corbett and PENN DOT'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qehlmZiZBDg/TkMOs6MOHkI/AAAAAAAAH9Q/aKX5Cs97iXk/s72-c/secmair-tar-and-chip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-6909140329418049771</id><published>2011-07-29T15:40:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T17:50:15.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Improving your cycling by lifting weights - for women over the age of 60</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="440" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/q4jO21-a2W0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="https://www.youtube.com/v/q4jO21-a2W0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="440" height="290"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are past the age of 60 and have been riding your bike for a few years but are not feeling any better on the bike, do some serious lifting using your hamstrings and glutes as they guy above.If hills still destroy you and on the flats some ladies are leaving you behind, strengthening the back of your legs and butt can do wonders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As women, we do many awful exercises that while we might feel good doing them, in actuality, they are doing nothing for us as older women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strengthening the glutes and hamstrings will make you stronger and more steady on your feet. My personal trainer has been working on these areas with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dead lift above is one exercise I am doing. Course not with the weight of that world champion but nonetheless, with weights. I also do an exercise called the "rack pull" focusing on this same area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My PT has me walking with weights in  my hands. Today I walked with a weight above my head. Also good for the core and my aging bones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While no woman in my health club does anything like I am doing I have found these types of exercises are beyond fun. My cycling has improved greatly and I find I can bike and bike and the hills do not destroy me as they did before. MY PT says the key for an older woman is a strong butt. The bigger and stronger it is, the better your posture and overall well being when standing up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my exercise are geared to improving these two main moves: the rack pull and the dead lift. Most PTs tell older women to do lots of reps with low weights. I do the opposite, less reps and more weights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I am beyond lucky to have a son who is my personal trainer. He is not only very good but he is very tough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-6909140329418049771?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/6909140329418049771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=6909140329418049771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6909140329418049771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6909140329418049771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/07/improving-your-cycling-by-lifting.html' title='Improving your cycling by lifting weights - for women over the age of 60'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-2625089835402785736</id><published>2011-07-28T10:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T10:21:36.259-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teach your kid to ride a bike'/><title type='text'>teach your kid to ride a bike in 15 minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HnZlat1yFCU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was talking to my neighbor today and I asked him how he was doing teaching his son how to ride a bike. I had seen them earlier in the week going down the street with the child in tears and the dad frustrated. Looked like they had a ways to go.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well today he tells me they found out about a program in NYC Park system that teaches kids to ride their bikes. He found the video on You Tube and voila, his son is now riding his bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch this video, you simply remove the bike pedals, find a slight decline and roll the child down and let him figure out on his own how to balance himself. Once he does, put the pedals back on and the child is on his way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-2625089835402785736?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/2625089835402785736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=2625089835402785736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2625089835402785736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2625089835402785736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/07/teach-your-kid-to-ride-bike-in-15.html' title='teach your kid to ride a bike in 15 minutes'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HnZlat1yFCU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-2428160751912439083</id><published>2011-07-21T17:53:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T18:06:48.812-04:00</updated><title type='text'>women are notorious for looking for excuses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-keytAtXcWDs/TiiiygkAYGI/AAAAAAAAH8Y/lFgLm_tZjSE/s1600/Img214551852.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-keytAtXcWDs/TiiiygkAYGI/AAAAAAAAH8Y/lFgLm_tZjSE/s400/Img214551852.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631930322644918370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now this is what I am talking about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This post is a repost from &lt;a href="http://freybird.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://freybird.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;, thanks Freybird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is so true for women and cycling, all I hear from women are all the reasons why they cannot bike on the roads, read for some inspiration.....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Genetics and Athletics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When discussing the opportunity for a given athlete to participate in a sport, the issue of an athlete's genetic limitations always arises. I am telling you now. Ignore genetics. They play such a small role in determining one's athletic abilities that it's not even an issue worth consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard this argument from a friend on mine just the other day. "I wasn't cut out to be an athlete. My parents weren't athletes, and I just didn't have it in my blood. So, I never played any sports." This made me sick to my stomach. I can't stand this type of self-limiting, complacency, failed dreams, self-imposed dialogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true that genetics play a role in determining an athlete's athletic potential. This is, in part, because genetics determine the functional make-up of the musculoskeletal system. Things like bony make-up, muscle fiber type distribution, and tendinous insertion locations will all play a role in the athlete’s ability to develop comparatively high levels of force production/speed or endurance capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the point I am making is that most athletes never even come close to approaching their genetic potential in a sport. People just decide in their heads (for whatever reason) that their genes have limited them in some way, then go ahead living their lives based on this arbitrary decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focused practice is what it takes to excel in any sport - not some genetic gift. Ask any successful athlete, and they will tell you that it's years and years of huge amounts of focused practices that has gotten them to where they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a foundational concept in one of my favorite books of all time: Bounce by Mathew Syed.&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?lt1=_blank&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;t=frebir-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=as4&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;f=ifr&amp;amp;ref=ss_til&amp;amp;asins=0062004743" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 120px; height: 240px; "&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=prodiperfot00-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=0061723754&amp;amp;camp=217145&amp;amp;creative=399381" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="1" style="margin-top: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-style: none !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-width: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; " /&gt;The underlying theme of the book is that EVERYONE can fulfill their dreams if they just keep at it, and find people to help them in the right direction. This is the case even in elite level performers that are considered “prodigies” in their sport or field. It always comes down to consistent, focused practice with the guidance of an experience mentor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me? Ask Wayne Gretzky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I wasn’t naturally gifted in terms of size and speed; everything I did in hockey I worked for. The highest compliment that you can pay me is to say that I worked hard every day….That’s how I came to know where the puck was going before it even got there.” &lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;-Wayne Gretzky (he played hockey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;The take home point is this: Suck it up. Work hard. Your only limitations exist in your mind. You have much more physical ability than you can even imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-2428160751912439083?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/2428160751912439083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=2428160751912439083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2428160751912439083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2428160751912439083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/07/women-are-notorious-for-looking-for.html' title='women are notorious for looking for excuses'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-keytAtXcWDs/TiiiygkAYGI/AAAAAAAAH8Y/lFgLm_tZjSE/s72-c/Img214551852.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1611395162028965278</id><published>2011-07-21T07:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T08:10:38.845-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to buy a bike'/><title type='text'>a plea to bike store owners</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwqDsJ110q4/TigVFG7OriI/AAAAAAAAH8Q/zGlsTLVP-4I/s1600/6625.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwqDsJ110q4/TigVFG7OriI/AAAAAAAAH8Q/zGlsTLVP-4I/s400/6625.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631774511529373218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is a cry out to any female looking to buy a bike and get into cycling. I again received another email from a woman looking to enter the world of cycling. Here is her email....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(32, 32, 32); font-family: 'Droid Sans', arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Libby, I am a 70yr old woman and just returned from a 6 day bike trip in Ireland.  I never rode a bike with gears before and I used a trek 7300 hybrid.  I was all set to purchase a similar bike before I read your blog.  I live in Malvern and would like to start biking around here but don't really know the difference between a road bike and a hybrid.  I thought the road bike was heavier.  Could you please tell me the difference.  I tried to register on that Terry site but was unsuccessful.  Any advice would be appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(32, 32, 32); font-family: 'Droid Sans', arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Bike stores would be well served to have some older women working in them and selling bikes to older women. It is very intimidating for a women age 70 to walk into a bike store and ask for bike. I am willing to bet that this woman will walk out of the store with a heavy hybrid bike that she will struggle with when attempting to ride on the roads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;A 70 yo woman can be a serious biker. She can easily buy a good road bike and take to the sport even at her age. I am at a loss to explain why a bike store would sell a heavy hybrid bike to an older person trying to get into biking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;A road bike just makes more sense for older folks. It is lighter and most likely has better components and better wheels. A good road bike offers much more versatility for the older female rider. Hill climbing is easier, coasting is better and acceleration will be more efficient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;If you are reading this blog post and are an older woman - do your homework BEFORE you buy a bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;1. Get informed and a good place to start is the &lt;a href="http://community.terrybicycles.com/phpbb/viewforum.php?f=21"&gt;Terry Cycling website&lt;/a&gt;. Watch her videos about bikes and bike fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;2. Visit several bike stores -tell them you want to bike on the roads and want to be able to climb hills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;3. Get a bike with a TRIPLE CRANK. This will make hill climbing easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;4. Find a bike club in your area and contact them and ask for help in finding a bike and or bike store. Look for a bike club that offers rides at the C or D level as this is a good place to start. You will find others in your same boat with the same skills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;5. An interesting bike for older women is one by Specialized called the &lt;a href="http://www.specialized.com/us/en/bc/SBCProduct.jsp?spid=52881&amp;amp;scid=1001&amp;amp;scname=Road"&gt;Ruby&lt;/a&gt;. This bike has excellent gearing for the older cyclist. The cassette is an 11/32 which means you will have a nice easy gear for climbing hills. I bike with a woman now who has this bike and she sails up the hills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;6. Learn what it means to have good hill climbing gears. A good combo for you is the Triple Crank with a a cassette around 11/28 or you can go the route of the Ruby and get a bike with the &lt;a href="http://www.epicski.com/forum/thread/95361/sram-apex-11-32-10-speed-cassette-shimano-shifters-rear-derailleur-fear-no-hill"&gt;Sram Apex&lt;/a&gt; which allows for very easy hill climbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;The point of this blog post is to alert you to the value of doing your homework BEFORE you buy your bike. A bike store appreciates a well versed woman in terms of biking knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(32, 32, 32); font-family: 'Droid Sans', arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1611395162028965278?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1611395162028965278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1611395162028965278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1611395162028965278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1611395162028965278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/07/plea-to-bike-store-owners.html' title='a plea to bike store owners'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwqDsJ110q4/TigVFG7OriI/AAAAAAAAH8Q/zGlsTLVP-4I/s72-c/6625.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-7331530380298912955</id><published>2011-07-20T06:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T07:00:13.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>from a fellow cyclist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AQzGNCUveI4/Tia0sKJMTpI/AAAAAAAAH8I/6JR4-mjwz_E/s1600/IMGP2897.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AQzGNCUveI4/Tia0sKJMTpI/AAAAAAAAH8I/6JR4-mjwz_E/s400/IMGP2897.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631387054803537554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Biking in Chester County, P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I received a very pleasant email from a female cyclist in the Boston area. She has managed to capture my opinions on women and biking quite clearly and most likely has done a better job explaining my views than I have done. This year I am proud to say that the Biker Chicks have taken biking to a whole new level and I have inspired 2 new riders; one a fit 48 yo and one a fit 56 y0. I am happy about that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is her email....  "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(32, 32, 32); font-family: 'Droid Sans', arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Hi Libby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(32, 32, 32); font-family: 'Droid Sans', arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent about an hour reading through your biking blog and I LOVE your insights and your attitude about women and cycling!  I am a 46 year old woman and I am in love with biking.  It is my second love after running which has become more difficult to do as I age.  My home is in Minneapolis but I am currently living in Boston - a far cry from the Twin Cities cycling scene. Your area looks beautiful for cycling with its rural roads and wildlife. I wish I could go riding with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you, I just don't understand the attitude of many women when it comes to cycling. They will spend a boat load of money on handbags and shoes but then want to buy a used bike from Craig's list that doesn't even fit them. Or they drive a BMW but won't invest in a nice bike to ride. And if they do, they can't change their own tire. I enjoyed reading your blog and "hearing" you voice some of the same passion for biking as well as some of the same frustration about it too.  It is nice to know that I am not alone out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just "subscribed" to your blog. Thanks for writing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Riding :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-7331530380298912955?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/7331530380298912955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=7331530380298912955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7331530380298912955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7331530380298912955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/07/from-fellow-cyclist.html' title='from a fellow cyclist'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AQzGNCUveI4/Tia0sKJMTpI/AAAAAAAAH8I/6JR4-mjwz_E/s72-c/IMGP2897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-9018069907890370011</id><published>2011-07-02T15:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T15:34:03.000-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIKER CHICKS GRADUATE'/><title type='text'>Biker Chicks' Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2XWnTdh8akI/Tg9wd4T8yrI/AAAAAAAAH6A/F5SgfdPrVBI/s1600/graduation3.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2XWnTdh8akI/Tg9wd4T8yrI/AAAAAAAAH6A/F5SgfdPrVBI/s400/graduation3.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624838118243617458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS to all my Biker Chicks and hubbies of Biker Chicks, we have all officially moved up to an average speed of 13-15 mph. For Chester County, this is a fabo pace as we do climb hills. But we are all past age 55, well most of us, there are a few chicklets in the bunch, and we all look absolutely fabulous on our bikes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we have been at it now for almost 5 years and finally, we are getting better. It was not for lack of trying, god knows, we gave it our all over hill and over dale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have biked in 100 degree heat and in cold weather and in rain. We have fallen many times getting used to cleats and have had our share of flats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But through it all, we have gotten better. The Chicks are finally upgrading bikes and wheels and it shows now. Coasting downhills at over 30 mph, wheeeeeeee!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what a group of dedicated women and men. We have no fears on 4 lane highways, take the lane with ease and squeeze through tight spots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By golly, we are now experienced cyclists. Hats off to all of my devoted cycling friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-9018069907890370011?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/9018069907890370011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=9018069907890370011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/9018069907890370011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/9018069907890370011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/07/biker-chicks-graduation.html' title='Biker Chicks&apos; Graduation'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2XWnTdh8akI/Tg9wd4T8yrI/AAAAAAAAH6A/F5SgfdPrVBI/s72-c/graduation3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-7495638683619291123</id><published>2011-06-23T20:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T20:48:08.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>how to take your kid out on a bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dA-WLjSCtHo/TgPcN8IO15I/AAAAAAAAH5k/faPZbZhVexw/s1600/Isla-Luath-childs-road-bike-0254_20101213205538.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dA-WLjSCtHo/TgPcN8IO15I/AAAAAAAAH5k/faPZbZhVexw/s400/Isla-Luath-childs-road-bike-0254_20101213205538.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621578891925575570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget those child trailers, forget the tandem, forget dragging your kid behind your bike. You may feel good. You say to yourself, "hey I am saving the planet, I am a green parent teaching my kid how to be green, I feel great and really cool as I bike to my errands dragging little Johnny behind me in his trailer " or whatever gadget you have hooked up.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I had posted a ride to my bike club. Imagine my surprise when a dad showed up with his 11 yo son who was on a road bike and with clip pedals, helment and club jersery (man size small and still too big). At first I was annoyed to see the dad and his son. Dad said son has been on club rides before. OK I say. Come along. I am thinking, we will lose this pair within the first 5 miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this little kid not only stayed in front, he smoked the ride and left his dad eating his wake. We did 32 miles at a good pace, not race pace but decent enough for most of us who are 55+ adults. When we got back, only person still fresh as a daisy was the kid. His dad looked terrible, we lost a guy on the ride as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for all you dummies out there dragging your kids in strollers, trailers, back packs or whatever. Put them down on the ground, get them walking and using their tricycles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you kid is past age 2, you do not NEED a stroller. Get the kiddo walking. Once my kids were past 18 months, we never put them in strollers, We went to Disney World with a 6 yo and a 3 yo and we had NO stroller. We walked and we walked. No child was carried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dad of the little guy above said when he picked up the children's bikes in Walmart he was shocked at how heavy they were. Instead he went straight to a large chain bike store and bought a decent road bike for his son. Kid was not big, rather small for an 11 yo but he could bike and never tired. I credit this dad for getting his kid into exercise in a fun way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hats off to this dad, keeping his son active in a fun way. No health club camps for this kid, just real actitivity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-7495638683619291123?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/7495638683619291123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=7495638683619291123' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7495638683619291123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7495638683619291123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-to-take-your-kid-out-on-bike.html' title='how to take your kid out on a bike'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dA-WLjSCtHo/TgPcN8IO15I/AAAAAAAAH5k/faPZbZhVexw/s72-c/Isla-Luath-childs-road-bike-0254_20101213205538.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-3059574350626187348</id><published>2011-06-20T15:48:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T16:59:38.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Move out of the 19th century, LADIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJsU6qSNwI4/Tf-k76M8_LI/AAAAAAAAH5c/Hwgeup8jPV4/s1600/1895-woman-cycling-costume-loose.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJsU6qSNwI4/Tf-k76M8_LI/AAAAAAAAH5c/Hwgeup8jPV4/s400/1895-woman-cycling-costume-loose.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620392209124490418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was out biking by myself enjoying the sounds of birds chirping and  the warm sunshine. Lo and behold, stranded on the side of the road is a fellow female cyclist with a flat tire. She had her husband on the phone and he was giving her directions on how to change a tire. Needless to say, this was futile and her tire and tube were tangled and a mess.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stopped and pulled out my supplies and changed her tire and inflated it with my handy dandy CO2. She had a hand pump but I have yet to find any female who can manually inflate a tire past about 45lbs. Took me all of 10 seconds to inflate her tire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She kept apologizing that she usually bikes with her husband and he changes the tires.  I asked her when was the last time she updated her tubes. She did not know. Her bike chain was covered in grim and her cassette as well. Most times when these ladies tell me their boyfriends or husbands are maintaining and cleaning their bikes, I find dirty bikes with tons of issues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My advice to you chicks of the 19th century, learn to take care of your bike and do not rely on your husband or boyfriend. There are some husbands or boyfriends who do a great job taking care of the chick's bike but most times, they do a piss poor job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lady above was very grateful. I hope she goes home and learns how to change a tire and cleans her bike HERSELF. I bike with ladies of all ages, rarely do I run across a woman who regularly cleans her bike and maintains her tires and tubes. COME ON LADIES, move out of the 19th century and take care of your bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ON A SIDE NOTE and very funny.......................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This lady kept her husband on the phone the entire time I was changing her tire. She still figured he had the best help available to her and I was probably not going to be able to change her tire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-3059574350626187348?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/3059574350626187348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=3059574350626187348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3059574350626187348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3059574350626187348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/06/move-out-of-19th-century-ladies.html' title='Move out of the 19th century, LADIES'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJsU6qSNwI4/Tf-k76M8_LI/AAAAAAAAH5c/Hwgeup8jPV4/s72-c/1895-woman-cycling-costume-loose.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-6257085529194401747</id><published>2011-06-20T09:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T09:28:12.758-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child bike trailers'/><title type='text'>3rd rant on Child Bike Trailers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xXbyIV7plYc/Tf9HMXpxjiI/AAAAAAAAH5U/JnOnarVv4RM/s1600/103328YELLOWGRY.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xXbyIV7plYc/Tf9HMXpxjiI/AAAAAAAAH5U/JnOnarVv4RM/s400/103328YELLOWGRY.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620289137814900258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I was driving on Airport Road in West Chester, PA and saw a dad with a child trailer. The road is very very busy and has a narrow shoulder. Google the road. Several industrial parks line the road. It is the main access road for a large UPS site and the only way to get to the West Chester Airport. Why in the world a dad would choose this road to take his two kids for a ride in a bike trailer is beyond my comprehension? Two kids were jammed in the trailer with no helmets or any safety features. Cars do 50 mph or more on this road. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If  you feel this child bike trailer above provides safety for your precious cargo from a large UPS truck barreling by at 50 mph,  you must need to have your head examined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adults are free to bike on any roads they choose. I support biking by adults as commuters or pleasure biking. But your child does not have this choice when you put him or her into a trailer and then bike on roads that are dangerous even for adults on bikes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roads that house large industrial parks tend to attract drivers rushing to and from work in their cars. Airport Road is a cut through road to access a large highway - RT 202.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is not a safe biking road and if used by adults on bikes requires much diligence to remain safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dads and Moms, please use your bike trailers on roads that are safe for pedestrians and cyclists. Choose roads with bike lanes or large wide shoulders. DO NOT choose roads where cars go over 50 pmh and have companies that use large delivery trucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-6257085529194401747?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/6257085529194401747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=6257085529194401747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6257085529194401747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6257085529194401747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/06/3rd-rant-on-child-bike-trailers.html' title='3rd rant on Child Bike Trailers'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xXbyIV7plYc/Tf9HMXpxjiI/AAAAAAAAH5U/JnOnarVv4RM/s72-c/103328YELLOWGRY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-6594894877216369879</id><published>2011-06-18T07:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T07:46:30.424-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hats off to Centerville, Delaware</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4VnP8Q56W5k/TfyMBAy9JOI/AAAAAAAAH5M/AtqFLnFUqmo/s1600/5842516155_21fbb7c62f.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4VnP8Q56W5k/TfyMBAy9JOI/AAAAAAAAH5M/AtqFLnFUqmo/s400/5842516155_21fbb7c62f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619520384073016546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.bicyclecoalition.org/2011/06/its-just-chalk-but-oh-what-chalk-13th.html"&gt;P&lt;/a&gt;hiladelphia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; display: block; border-top-style: dotted; border-right-style: dotted; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-left-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(187, 187, 187); border-right-color: rgb(187, 187, 187); border-bottom-color: rgb(187, 187, 187); border-left-color: rgb(187, 187, 187); border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 14px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 29px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font: normal normal bold 135%/normal 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.bicyclecoalition.org/2011/06/its-just-chalk-but-oh-what-chalk-13th.html"&gt;It's Just Chalk, But Oh What Chalk - 13th Street Bike Lane Chalked Today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.bicyclecoalition.org/"&gt;(Bicycle Coalition of Greater Philadelphia)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We see lots of bike lanes being promoted in our cities. Philadelphia is quietly adding many bike lanes as you can see above. New York City and other cities are adding bike lanes and making city biking much easier for commuters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the suburbs lag way behind. I know of no suburban communities in Eastern PA with bike lanes on their major roads. My county of Chester is finally building a bike trail that has been almost 25 yrs in the making. The roads of Chester County have no bike lanes and many have no shoulders. When shoulders are available they are often littered with tree debris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine my surprise when biking on rt 52 in Centerville, Delaware. This town has spent the last year making a major highway into a bike and pedestrian friendly road. From Center Meeting Road to Burnt Mill Road is now an oasis for cyclists and walkers. This town has put beautiful sidewalks and bike lanes through its entire town. This town sits on a highway but now it is a friendly road with  places for cars, bikes and joggers and walkers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HATS OFF TO DELAWARE. This state is making its roads safer for cyclists and pedestrians. I wish my state of Pennsylvania had similar plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-6594894877216369879?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/6594894877216369879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=6594894877216369879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6594894877216369879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6594894877216369879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/06/hats-off-to-centerville-delaware.html' title='hats off to Centerville, Delaware'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4VnP8Q56W5k/TfyMBAy9JOI/AAAAAAAAH5M/AtqFLnFUqmo/s72-c/5842516155_21fbb7c62f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-763602945992021249</id><published>2011-05-29T08:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T12:37:10.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>re-post from the philadelphia bike coalition page</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blog.bicyclecoalition.org/2011/05/bicyclist-killed-by-hit-and-run-driver.html#links"&gt;Greater Philadelphia Bicycle News: Bicyclist Killed by Hit and Run Driver in Upper Bucks County&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one reason you want to be extra careful, even pulled over to the side of the road and the cars will still try to get you, some motorists simply cannot stand seeing folks on bikes, let's hope this hit and run drive is found and convicted. Ghost bike below is a symbol for fallen cyclists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MgfBNd2e4us/ShgiXCCsXcI/AAAAAAAADak/fUOU72C2K1k/s400/ghost%2520bike.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-763602945992021249?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/763602945992021249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=763602945992021249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/763602945992021249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/763602945992021249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/05/re-post-from-philadelphia-bike.html' title='re-post from the philadelphia bike coalition page'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MgfBNd2e4us/ShgiXCCsXcI/AAAAAAAADak/fUOU72C2K1k/s72-c/ghost%2520bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-6987409810212862478</id><published>2011-05-28T18:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T18:18:53.004-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NBA Chicago Bull's center Bill Cartright's bike lives on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G8KCEJIO6lw/TeF0Ztly2uI/AAAAAAAAH44/jMrv9H2tAy0/s1600/257844_1767760473498_1223781938_31626968_5207689_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G8KCEJIO6lw/TeF0Ztly2uI/AAAAAAAAH44/jMrv9H2tAy0/s400/257844_1767760473498_1223781938_31626968_5207689_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611894595764017890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Cartright's custom Zinn bike, built for the 7'1" center comes alive again in a resale on ebay. My son scored this bike on the Net and is enjoying riding it. Cranks are 210mm, so you have to be a big guy to ride the bike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-6987409810212862478?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/6987409810212862478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=6987409810212862478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6987409810212862478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6987409810212862478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/05/nba-chicago-bulls-center-b-cartrights.html' title='NBA Chicago Bull&apos;s center Bill Cartright&apos;s bike lives on'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G8KCEJIO6lw/TeF0Ztly2uI/AAAAAAAAH44/jMrv9H2tAy0/s72-c/257844_1767760473498_1223781938_31626968_5207689_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-451105797662158343</id><published>2011-05-18T09:47:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T16:32:10.109-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saving an old bike'/><title type='text'>Rescuing an old bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gmsXdfqvubE/TdQquscdl2I/AAAAAAAAH4k/WCaQh4UZcb8/s1600/IMGP2970.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gmsXdfqvubE/TdQquscdl2I/AAAAAAAAH4k/WCaQh4UZcb8/s400/IMGP2970.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608154417675999074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;circa 1978 ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(not sure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is not easy finding a good used bike for a fellow 7' tall. My son lives in NYC and wanted a bike. My other son got on the Net and looked and looked and looked. Finally an old Miyata steel frame 69 cm was found. Above and below are before and after pictures of a phenomenal restoration done by a local bike enthusiast. Parts were found after scouring ebay and the Net and finally it all came together.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;restored to its original glory with updated parts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;new derailleur, new handlebars, seatpost, cables, tubing, tires, tubes, brake pads&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;headset, stem, shifters and a good clean job, hubs repacked &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and the list goes on and on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZ62qx_8hMQ/TdQq_0l18yI/AAAAAAAAH4s/Jm0SkYze_mI/s1600/P1010397.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZ62qx_8hMQ/TdQq_0l18yI/AAAAAAAAH4s/Jm0SkYze_mI/s400/P1010397.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608154711920603938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-451105797662158343?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/451105797662158343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=451105797662158343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/451105797662158343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/451105797662158343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/05/rescuing-old-bike.html' title='Rescuing an old bike'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gmsXdfqvubE/TdQquscdl2I/AAAAAAAAH4k/WCaQh4UZcb8/s72-c/IMGP2970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-5690293845601320752</id><published>2011-04-25T16:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T09:28:43.835-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child bike trailers'/><title type='text'>REPEAT BLOG POST BUT TIMELY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;just the other day I saw a dad with this kind of trailer and his daughter in the back as he made his way down a very busy narrow road, the dad is an idiot in my opinion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;! read on for my repeat post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post-header" style="line-height: 1.6; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(153, 119, 85); "&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6607973109476722438" style="width: 488px; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5; position: relative; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SrY2nNPhv_I/AAAAAAAAGOs/ZWHlKwK-niE/s1600-h/cycling+with+child+in+bike+trailer.jpg" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SrY2nNPhv_I/AAAAAAAAGOs/ZWHlKwK-niE/s400/cycling+with+child+in+bike+trailer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383550451765592050" border="0" style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; position: relative; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); -webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.496094) 1px 1px 5px; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.496094) 1px 1px 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;this style is just plain dangerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SrY2yuNlEwI/AAAAAAAAGO0/2i4hUhhVPWA/s1600-h/zigo-bike-trailers.jpg" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SrY2yuNlEwI/AAAAAAAAGO0/2i4hUhhVPWA/s400/zigo-bike-trailers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383550649594352386" border="0" style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; position: relative; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); -webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.496094) 1px 1px 5px; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.496094) 1px 1px 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 267px; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;this is better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I saw a post on &lt;a href="http://ridesolutions.wordpress.com/2009/09/17/share-the-love-with-those-on-the-road/" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 51, 0); "&gt;Streetsblog.ne&lt;/a&gt;t talking about a problem a cyclist had with a motorist and his bike and child trailer. He has his daughter in the trailer and got buzzed closely at an intersection. The cyclist blamed the motorist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking the reverse position in this regards. I do not like to see bike trailers on roads. To me this is just too dangerous and not worth the risks to the child. There are other options, bike trails or roads in housing developments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A better alternative is to get a good tricycle or small bike for the child. Walk with the child while she rides, more exercise and a better all around activity. I used to jog and my youngest rode his bike next to me. He loved it and we both got exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if lucky like me, we had a large hospital parking lot near by, which was most times half empty and especially on weekends. We would bike together to the lot and then play bike games at the lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Philadelphia area we have many trails for parents to use with children and trailers. I do plead with those parents who think dragging a child in a trailer is safe to find something else to do with the child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trip to a park comes to mind. Swings, slides and climbers, way more fun for the child. But get rid of the trailes, just tooooooo dangerous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-5690293845601320752?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/5690293845601320752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=5690293845601320752' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5690293845601320752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5690293845601320752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/04/repeat-blog-post-but-timely.html' title='REPEAT BLOG POST BUT TIMELY'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SrY2nNPhv_I/AAAAAAAAGOs/ZWHlKwK-niE/s72-c/cycling+with+child+in+bike+trailer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-3753942772044641603</id><published>2011-04-25T16:06:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T16:27:58.370-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIKING ROCKS'/><title type='text'>Biking in Chester County in Pennsylvania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tERDLh9N2do/TbXVX7BODQI/AAAAAAAAH3w/uXmvZGISBrM/s1600/209662_1706649745768_1223781938_31542059_4987860_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tERDLh9N2do/TbXVX7BODQI/AAAAAAAAH3w/uXmvZGISBrM/s400/209662_1706649745768_1223781938_31542059_4987860_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599616318661594370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in Chester County, about 30 miles west of Philadelphia. My county is particularly suited for biking. What makes this county so unique is the amount of tertiary roads. This is not found in many areas. Most areas have roads and few secondary roads but not the spider web of little tiny side roads winding down along creeks and past farms and cows and horses and sheep and goats and herons and swans and foals. This is unparalleled in my opinion. I have biked in Santa Barbara, CA, Delray Beach, FL and Ann Arbor and I have yet to see an area that can duplicate the intricate maze of back roads.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The routes are endless that you can ride and not once repeat yourself. The wildlife and birds along the rides include foxes, deer, herons, eagles, bluebirds, red tail hawks and Baltimore orioles to name a few. The horse farms are almost uncountable. Mares and foals and riders on horseback dot the countryside. Creeks meander almost down each and every turn. Some back roads are so back, that nary a car passes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you live near or in Chester County and you are not biking, you are missing one fine pasttime. You can bike whether young or old, all you need is a good bike preferably a road bike. With the right equipment you have a life long sport to keep in you in shape as you age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what are you waiting for????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-3753942772044641603?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/3753942772044641603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=3753942772044641603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3753942772044641603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3753942772044641603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/04/biking-in-chester-county-in.html' title='Biking in Chester County in Pennsylvania'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tERDLh9N2do/TbXVX7BODQI/AAAAAAAAH3w/uXmvZGISBrM/s72-c/209662_1706649745768_1223781938_31542059_4987860_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-3313093000978721151</id><published>2011-04-11T08:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T14:13:24.458-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike maintenance'/><title type='text'>clean your bike you moron</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQzX3fq83gg/TaL_FFK8G6I/AAAAAAAAH3o/16PdAmZ56LM/s1600/dirty-bicycle-chain.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQzX3fq83gg/TaL_FFK8G6I/AAAAAAAAH3o/16PdAmZ56LM/s400/dirty-bicycle-chain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594314149900065698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dirty Bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorry about that, but if you do not bother to keep your bike chain and drive train clean, you are begging for trouble. If you spend some serious cash for your bike, then why would you not take the time to learn how to care for it?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depending on the once a year modified cleaning your bike store will do for your $25 checkup is foolish. First of all, the bike store is not going to do much for $25. If you never clean your bike, ya'd better fork over some dough and get a full drive train cleaning where the bike parts are removed and cleaned in a solution. But even this is NOT enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It only takes a few rides for gunk to build up on your chain and in and out of your derailleurs. Your chain has to be cleaned and lubed frequently if you are riding once or twice a week. Some folks clean and lube chain after each ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go out right now and look at your bike. Is the chain all black and covered with what looks like black dirt? Are your back  small wheels that wrap your chain covered in grim? Are your brake pads clean? And the list goes on and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ran a bike clinic yesterday and one fellow showed up with a bike covered in black grim. Plus  he was  also using his bike pump incorrectly therefore he had not put air in his tires since last October. The pressure in his tires was round 50 PSI and he did not even know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why spend gobs of money on a bike and then ignore it??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is not like I am some mechanical genius but I have taken the time to learn how to maintain my bike. I can change a tire, I can clean my bike and I can lube my bike. If I do not know something I ask someone who knows bikes to help me. How hard is that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care of your bike!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-3313093000978721151?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/3313093000978721151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=3313093000978721151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3313093000978721151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3313093000978721151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/04/clean-your-bike-you-moron.html' title='clean your bike you moron'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQzX3fq83gg/TaL_FFK8G6I/AAAAAAAAH3o/16PdAmZ56LM/s72-c/dirty-bicycle-chain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-2736287988386033619</id><published>2011-04-08T09:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T09:50:15.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the joy of the bike ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jhj0-Up_v4A/TZ8SLGYtMRI/AAAAAAAAH3g/0ewvkXMSr3k/s1600/chester_county_map.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jhj0-Up_v4A/TZ8SLGYtMRI/AAAAAAAAH3g/0ewvkXMSr3k/s400/chester_county_map.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593209244119544082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots is written today on making our communities green, providing bike lanes and what not. But while many sit around and wait for ideal biking conditions, time is passing when you could be biking. Conditions are never going to be perfect unless on a bike trail. But bike trails are far and few between and are often crowded with families and children and dog walkers.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best place to ride is ultimately the roads. Now many of you may not live in places that are conveniently located to great road biking. Nothing is preventing you from throwing your bike into the back of your car and driving a few miles to an ideal locale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you live on a busy highway or on top of a big hill, find a spot near by where you can park your car and hop on  your bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get a map or study Google Maps and plot out a nice ride. There are many sites online that allow you to make a map and print a cue sheet. But good old-fashioned map reading seems to be a dying skill. Try resurrecting it and you will be surprised what horizons open up for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many of you are busy, busy and more busy. Still there is nothing stopping you from taking a few hours once a week and doing a short bike ride. When my children were young, I would get up on Sunday morning at 5 am and go out and do a 2 hour ride. I was home before they woke up. Once my kids were older, I took them on bike rides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find a way in  your busy schedule to squeeze in one bike ride each week. Trust me, over time you will want to ride more and will start to plan more time for your rides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A habit starts slowly, one ride at a time and over time more rides. There is nothing comparable to a solo ride to help you unwind or enjoy your own private thoughts whilst you meander along on a country road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-2736287988386033619?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/2736287988386033619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=2736287988386033619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2736287988386033619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2736287988386033619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/04/joy-of-bike-ride.html' title='the joy of the bike ride'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jhj0-Up_v4A/TZ8SLGYtMRI/AAAAAAAAH3g/0ewvkXMSr3k/s72-c/chester_county_map.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-6346372999683046628</id><published>2011-03-31T12:35:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:33:44.042-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='directions to meet ups'/><title type='text'>Google Maps Link to Meet ups for Biker Chicks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Follow link below to find directions to the start point for ALL CUES listed on the West Chester &lt;a href="http://www.wccyclingclub.com/postedrides/index.html"&gt;Cycling ride page&lt;/a&gt;. Maps below also include starting points for the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Friends-of-the-Chester-Valley-Trail/110191832333824?sk=info"&gt;Chester Valley Trail&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://www.schuylkillrivertrail.com/"&gt;Schuylkill River Trail&lt;/a&gt; and Shaws Bridge Park. Now get out and bike!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/mm?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ll=39.959001,-75.610131&amp;amp;spn=0.003956,0.009656&amp;amp;z=17"&gt;Google Maps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;click link above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-6346372999683046628?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/6346372999683046628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=6346372999683046628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6346372999683046628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6346372999683046628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/03/google-maps-link-to-meet-ups-for-biker.html' title='Google Maps Link to Meet ups for Biker Chicks'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-5405091147981056272</id><published>2011-03-30T19:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T20:05:47.253-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to buy a bike'/><title type='text'>to hybrid or not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OhmVgcPUFXk/TZPEq3UQb8I/AAAAAAAAH2w/Durvny3Yehs/s1600/ridgeback-mxk-2010-hybrid-bike.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OhmVgcPUFXk/TZPEq3UQb8I/AAAAAAAAH2w/Durvny3Yehs/s400/ridgeback-mxk-2010-hybrid-bike.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590027803179380674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got another email from an excited lady who bought her first bike - a hybrid.  Oh joy. Why has this become the bike of choice for ladies just getting into cycling? Why does this heavy bike become the bike of choice for women especially those over the age of 50?? I guess if you are biking in a city or on bike trails, this bike might make sense. For biking at the beach along the shoreline, a hybrid would work fine.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rode a hybrid for years. Did not do much biking but I did bike and managed to bike hills and whatnot. But when I got a road bike, holy cow, what a difference. Lucky for me, I was given a road bike and once on one, I knew I would never go back to a hybrid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently treated myself to a custom bike for my 60th birthday. To me, a worthwhile investment in my future health and well being. Now I bike often and biked 4500 miles last year. I also made a change in my gears and opted to get a triple crank. Again, the best decision for me. Since I cannot avoid hills when biking in Chester County, the triple has enabled me to tackle any hill. I drop down to my easy gear and spin my way up most hills. I now tend to tackle new roads more often and do not panic at the sight of a hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So old ladies - consider yourself a fit athlete and get yourself a great road bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-5405091147981056272?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/5405091147981056272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=5405091147981056272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5405091147981056272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5405091147981056272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/03/to-hybrid-or-not.html' title='to hybrid or not'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OhmVgcPUFXk/TZPEq3UQb8I/AAAAAAAAH2w/Durvny3Yehs/s72-c/ridgeback-mxk-2010-hybrid-bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-7618575909228166797</id><published>2011-03-20T13:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T14:50:26.811-04:00</updated><title type='text'>now that's how you take up the sport of biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--MDNJ25VVKk/TYZLP6wcAgI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/EV3vBRKaTvs/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--MDNJ25VVKk/TYZLP6wcAgI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/EV3vBRKaTvs/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586235124642218498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying desperately for the last 5 yrs to get women past the age of 40 to take up biking. If, like me,  you are past age 60, sports for girls  in high school were nonexistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my day, the only sport available was cheerleading. We had basketball but it was intramural and only one player per team could run past the center line. She was known as the rover. The rest of us stood behind the center line and hoped she made a basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did participate in competitive swimming but that was at my local YMCA. Our team had a total of 10 girls on it. We swam in pools that would be deemed unhealthy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for my generation, climbing onto a bike and touring around on roads is not that easy to do. I have had women come to one ride never to be seen again. When I tell other ladies that I bike on the roads, they all say, "oh I could never do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year I am hopeful. I had a new woman show up on a hybrid bike. Her first ride with our club was 33 miles with hills. Not only did she manage to stay with us she never once complained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold she came back for another ride. She is still on her hyrbrid and she brought her daughter as well. This woman has already improved and has not quit. She has not complained about the busy roads or cars. She seems fine with all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hats off to what looks like a woman getting serious about biking. I really do not care that much what you are riding, I just want to see you riding. Eventually if you stick with it, you will buy a better bike. And you will have a great way to stay in shape as you gracefully age into retirement. Anyone can ride a bike. You do not have to be particularly fit or athletic. You will get fit and athletic by just riding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-7618575909228166797?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/7618575909228166797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=7618575909228166797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7618575909228166797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7618575909228166797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/03/now-thats-how-you-take-up-sport-of.html' title='now that&apos;s how you take up the sport of biking'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--MDNJ25VVKk/TYZLP6wcAgI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/EV3vBRKaTvs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-8244767943602603129</id><published>2011-03-16T17:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T17:55:00.361-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike chains'/><title type='text'>bike mechanics, please read</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gwdy0s7kHVE/TYExaxodkBI/AAAAAAAAH2o/oXj3HP2yHbs/s1600/ch500b01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gwdy0s7kHVE/TYExaxodkBI/AAAAAAAAH2o/oXj3HP2yHbs/s400/ch500b01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584799348985532434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you maintain a chain? What lube works best? Is it necessary to use a chain cleaner and a degreaser? If I lube and wipe down my chain once a week do I need to drag out the clumsy chain cleaners and run the chain through it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been told something different from every bike store I have asked about this matter. Each mechanic swears he knows more than the other guy. I have found bike store folks are very quick to make fun of other bike stores and have no trouble running down the mechanic at a competing bike store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda disappointing to see them do this.  But as far as I can see, each bike mechanic or bike store owner does indeed believe their methods are the only methods and anything else is a poor imitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO please post as to how you maintain your bike chain??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-8244767943602603129?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/8244767943602603129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=8244767943602603129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8244767943602603129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8244767943602603129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/03/bike-mechanics-please-read.html' title='bike mechanics, please read'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gwdy0s7kHVE/TYExaxodkBI/AAAAAAAAH2o/oXj3HP2yHbs/s72-c/ch500b01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-7497446468407799723</id><published>2011-03-16T10:03:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T13:16:17.481-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to bike'/><title type='text'>pay attention</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bsYBJUls4-o/TYDV9VXD6SI/AAAAAAAAH2Y/AJVoCMIE0ro/s1600/polls_attention_3341_376184_answer_3_xlarge.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bsYBJUls4-o/TYDV9VXD6SI/AAAAAAAAH2Y/AJVoCMIE0ro/s400/polls_attention_3341_376184_answer_3_xlarge.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584698787622021410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biking, just like driving a car, requires attention. Attention to the cars coming and going, attention to potholes and road debris, and attention to pedestrians and joggers are just a few things that can cause a cyclist to lose control of the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear from so many people who say they are afraid to bike. Biking is safe if you are constantly  paying attention. If you want to daydream while biking, then use the many bike trails available to cyclists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bike-Peddler-Cycling-Eyeglass-Original/dp/B000C17M26/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1300288794&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;rear view mirror&lt;/a&gt; to help me monitor the roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ahNV13PPjBE/TYDWMOIWnPI/AAAAAAAAH2g/6vgz5ZVNb-g/s1600/21SqmAgfUzL._AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ahNV13PPjBE/TYDWMOIWnPI/AAAAAAAAH2g/6vgz5ZVNb-g/s400/21SqmAgfUzL._AA300_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584699043379322098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mirror attaches to your eyeglasses. Once you get used to using the rear view mirror, you will never bike again without one. You can easily see cars coming up behind you and cyclists passing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-7497446468407799723?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/7497446468407799723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=7497446468407799723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7497446468407799723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7497446468407799723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/03/pay-attention.html' title='pay attention'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bsYBJUls4-o/TYDV9VXD6SI/AAAAAAAAH2Y/AJVoCMIE0ro/s72-c/polls_attention_3341_376184_answer_3_xlarge.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1401356786274097831</id><published>2011-03-15T18:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T19:03:34.079-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INFORMATION for newbies'/><title type='text'>welcome new folks to biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JVhY5fi3RHI/TX_v6LATOZI/AAAAAAAAH2Q/MptAJqBKSto/s1600/IMGP1796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JVhY5fi3RHI/TX_v6LATOZI/AAAAAAAAH2Q/MptAJqBKSto/s400/IMGP1796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584445845628205458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West Chester Cycling Club has a &lt;a href="http://www.wccyclingclub.com/"&gt;brand new webpage&lt;/a&gt; and Biker Chicks has a direct link. So I thought I would make a nice information page for those looking to try biking for the first time with a club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those clicking to this blog for the first time and looking for information on the Biker Chicks, read below for tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Biker Chicks is run by Libby and I post rides on the WCCC ride page. Rides are posted as C level rides. This means that our average speed is around 12 mph. That is the speed of the entire ride including hill climbing and the riding the flats. Other folks post C level rides as well and all leaders follow the same rules that the club encourages us to use. This will be covered further down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. C level rides stay together or regroup often. No one is left behind unless some unforeseen circumstance prevents the group from staying together. Always be prepared for this by bringing the cue sheet and having a cell phone with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Club rides are best done on road bikes. These are bikes with the curved handlebars and pedals with cleats. Hybrid bikes or mountain bikes are good bikes but not for riding in Chester County. They are too heavy and make for a very difficult ride when you have to climb a hill. The WCCC also has a ride leader posting D level rides and the hybrid bike would be fine for these rides. These are shorter rides with few hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Group rides require those participating to follow some basic riding etiquette. We ride single file when needed. We obey all road rules and use hand signals for turns. Group riding, despite its name, does require EACH rider to make his or her own decisions when turning or crossing a lane etc. Never just blindly follow the person in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Come to the ride prepared. Have the cue sheet (links are provided for the cue sheets on the ride page, download it and print it up, PLEASE). Have food and water with you on your bike. Carry a cell phone and carry a bike tube and a system for inflating your tire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Download the &lt;a href="http://www.westchestercycling.com/PDF/WCCC-Waiver2008.pdf"&gt;non-member waiver &lt;/a&gt;if you are not a club member and bring it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Check ride page frequently to see updates to posted rides. Weather, illness or emergencies can cancel a ride at the last minute. SO CHECK the page before heading out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Finally, if you want to ride, DO IT. Don't wake up Saturday morning and chicken out. Get on that bike and do it. Don't wait till July. By then, the C riders are all riding and getting better. The time for newbies to ride is NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. See you on the road.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1401356786274097831?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1401356786274097831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1401356786274097831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1401356786274097831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1401356786274097831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/03/welcome-new-folks-to-biking.html' title='welcome new folks to biking'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JVhY5fi3RHI/TX_v6LATOZI/AAAAAAAAH2Q/MptAJqBKSto/s72-c/IMGP1796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1144381431329827689</id><published>2011-03-12T18:40:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T07:45:48.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what you are missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4_uUKej1OHA/TXwIHDE0YGI/AAAAAAAAH14/VNOJIRFestA/s1600/rron234l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4_uUKej1OHA/TXwIHDE0YGI/AAAAAAAAH14/VNOJIRFestA/s400/rron234l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583346555210195042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; this is your future if your bike is still sitting in your basement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I had a ride up for my local bike club. It was a C level ride, so it was not a speedy ride. The ride was for less than 30 miles.  There were other rides listed on the club page. When I checked the ride report page later in the day, all groups had large numbers of riders. One group had 26 riders show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The C group had 2 folks show up. Yes, I said 2 people. For the life of me I cannot figure out why some folks will get up on a Saturday morning and go biking and others just do not make the effort or plan for the time involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faster groups never have this issue. These folks seem to find the time and make plans that include biking. There are men and women in these groups, and just about all of them have families and jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let me get back to my C riders today. One fellow was 78 years old, one lady was 67 years old. The fellow has been biking since 1972 and the woman has been at it for years and years. Both are married and both raised children and both worked fulltime jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when see these two folks, it does not take a genius to see the effects of a lifelong physical activity. These two cyclists are fit and healthy and quite happy. The 78 yo guy logged  3500 miles for last season, of course he did way more in his younger day. The lady has logged many miles as well and did it while working fulltime, raising children and now finally retired  and biking whenever she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these older cyclists are now reaping the rewards of such a fit lifestyle. They can easily jump on a bike and do 30 miles and not even break a sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all of  you NOT biking and finding so many other important things to do, think about these two cyclists, fit and healthy and not being a drain on our health care system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1144381431329827689?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1144381431329827689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1144381431329827689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1144381431329827689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1144381431329827689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-you-are-missing.html' title='what you are missing'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4_uUKej1OHA/TXwIHDE0YGI/AAAAAAAAH14/VNOJIRFestA/s72-c/rron234l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-7323161866743765144</id><published>2011-03-09T10:10:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T10:23:27.184-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cue sheet'/><title type='text'>cue sheets, cue sheet holders and speedometers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EyUr00r0hU8/TXeZEd6rBfI/AAAAAAAAH1w/hE4FbsLhObY/s1600/SandySpringsMetricCenturyCueSheet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EyUr00r0hU8/TXeZEd6rBfI/AAAAAAAAH1w/hE4FbsLhObY/s400/SandySpringsMetricCenturyCueSheet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582098565178263026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cue sheet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yOUTHt1Oik4/TXeYlh_9YfI/AAAAAAAAH1Y/HBjaGSaBv4M/s1600/HB1003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yOUTHt1Oik4/TXeYlh_9YfI/AAAAAAAAH1Y/HBjaGSaBv4M/s400/HB1003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582098033698234866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cue sheet holders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bLqyFJUC2p8/TXeYh0g-nyI/AAAAAAAAH1Q/YYfil-Xh7eg/s1600/unnamed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bLqyFJUC2p8/TXeYh0g-nyI/AAAAAAAAH1Q/YYfil-Xh7eg/s400/unnamed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582097969949089570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bike speedometers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Make sure&lt;/span&gt; when heading out the door to bike, either by yourself or with a bike club, to have the ride cue sheet with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the holder and attach the cue sheet to your bike so that you can read it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHILE&lt;/span&gt; biking. The cue sheet is worthless if it is in your bike bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a speedometer so that you can monitor what mile post you have passed so that you know WHERE YOU ARE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cue sheet holder is inexpensive, shop online for one and a speedometer can be had for less than $10. Make sure to buy the speedometer before you buy your bike so that the store can put it on if you cannot read directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are on a ride and you missed a turn or get dropped by your bike club group, it does help to know where you are on the cue or else the cue sheet is worthless as road signs might not be visible from where you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to read a map and check your cue sheet directions on a map so that you have some idea where you are going. Again, if you have to call for help, you must be able to tell the person on the phone where you are located.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have biked with countless folks who had NO idea where we were. If they got separated from the group, they are up a creek without a paddle so to speak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-7323161866743765144?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/7323161866743765144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=7323161866743765144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7323161866743765144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7323161866743765144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/03/cue-sheets-cue-sheet-holders-and.html' title='cue sheets, cue sheet holders and speedometers'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EyUr00r0hU8/TXeZEd6rBfI/AAAAAAAAH1w/hE4FbsLhObY/s72-c/SandySpringsMetricCenturyCueSheet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-5920483979202146764</id><published>2011-03-05T18:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T10:23:58.301-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to buy a bike'/><title type='text'>a sure fire way to hate cycling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UEssl72IviY/TXeMEJp-MVI/AAAAAAAAH1I/kJ5Pm61oC0k/s1600/bikegeometry.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UEssl72IviY/TXeMEJp-MVI/AAAAAAAAH1I/kJ5Pm61oC0k/s400/bikegeometry.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582084266088345938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been leading female cyclists on bike rides for about 5 years. In this time I have learned some sure fire things we, as women, do, that ensure we will fail at the sport of cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First, before we even start the sport, our thinking goes like this. "I won't spend much money on a bike because I may not like it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ok, you have already started the process of failure here,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you have already told yourself that failure is indeed an option&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You go to a bike store and apologetically ask the salesperson for help, you tell him or her that you are new to cycling and are not sure you will like the sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;translated to salesperson, " i will  most likely never bike except at the shore and then only on flat land"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You tell the salesperson that you know nothing about cycling, bikes or quality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;again, you are now telling the salesperson that you are an idiot and plan on buying a bike with no knowledge or research&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Salesperson drags out a large hybrid bike and proceeds to tell you how this bike is just what you need, it is durable, has thick tires, and shifters right in the handlebars, pedals do not require cleats cuz you do not want cleats, that is too hard for an idiot like you (remember, you presented this idea to him/her by declaring how little you know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;now you are really getting close to abject failure, you got the big heavy awful bike right in front of you and someone is telling you how great it is and you believe him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Salesperson tells you to take it for a spin around the parking lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;perfect, riding in a circle on a flat lot, bike feels great, you love it, you feel safe with those big heavy tires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You buy your sturdy bike feeling good. You ride around your neighborhood and feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you love your bike, you buy accessories, a big bag up front and some capri pants to wear when you bike &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You join a bike club, sign up for a club ride, you pick the slowest group thinking they will go slow like me  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you get there and even this slow group looks intimidating, road bikes, cleats and bike clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You head out and have a tough time, your bike cannot go like the road bikes do, you are slow and exhausted and feel terrible and are embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;failure is now in full swing,  you hate biking, you tell yourself your are not fit enough, you will never be able to bike like the bike club folks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a better plan.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to bike store equipped with tons of knowledge, get on the Net and do research, start on the &lt;a href="http://community.terrybicycles.com/phpbb/viewforum.php?f=22&amp;amp;sid=9364fd270b8e22357e1fceff6117ac0e"&gt;Terry page, watch her videos&lt;/a&gt; and listen to her &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;amp;postID=5920483979202146764"&gt;podcasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to several bikes stores and compare how they fit you and what they say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Look on the Net at prices of your bike at various bike stores or online stores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do some research into components for your bike,&lt;a href="http://www.intownbicycles.com/how-to/articles/index.php?a=how-to-choose-a-road-bike"&gt; here is one example&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Then buy the bike, do not let anyone talk you out of a road bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I do suggest you get the pedals that require cleats and get bike shoes, I personally like road shoes but many get mountain bike shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Get some bike clothes,  at least get a decent pair of cycling shorts, your bottom will thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Join a bike club and find some like minded cycling buddies who can help you learn how to shift gears, change a tire etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do not leave home without a cell phone, ID and tire changing equipment, if you cannot change a tire, make sure you have a back up plan, someone who can come get you in an emergency, trust me,  you will at some point have to call for help&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-5920483979202146764?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/5920483979202146764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=5920483979202146764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5920483979202146764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5920483979202146764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/03/sure-fire-way-to-hate-cycling.html' title='a sure fire way to hate cycling'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UEssl72IviY/TXeMEJp-MVI/AAAAAAAAH1I/kJ5Pm61oC0k/s72-c/bikegeometry.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-3056921425174435280</id><published>2011-03-02T10:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T10:46:12.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how to become a great cyclist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yWpAFbzJuQI/TW5lozgVvkI/AAAAAAAAH1A/KDL4UZ2e7h4/s1600/IMGP1763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yWpAFbzJuQI/TW5lozgVvkI/AAAAAAAAH1A/KDL4UZ2e7h4/s400/IMGP1763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579508740053646914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also a question I get. How do I become a good cyclist? What training program should I use? How often should I bike? And the list goes on and on. While I am sure there are many programs that provide good training, for the majority of us, we have neither the time nor the money to pay for something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be better off saving the money and putting it towards a good road bike. Right now there are lots of 2010 models being offered for sale in many local stores. A good buy can be found if you look around and do not buy the first thing you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance Bike Store in Paoli or the many Bike Lines all are having sales right now. Go to several stores so you can compare how each one fits you. If you are a chick, I suggest  you resist the sales' talk about buying a man's bike. It will never fit you. The handlebars will be too wide and too far away no matter what the salesperson says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top tube will also be too long. If a man's bike would fit women, we would not have women specific bikes. Do some research on the Net&lt;a href="http://community.terrybicycles.com/phpbb/viewforum.php?f=22&amp;amp;sid=fe4adf6f1da14312b98e01f57660f3f0"&gt;. Terry Cycling has 4 good videos &lt;/a&gt;that provide much information about bike design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get informed BEFORE you go. Know what kind of questions to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have purchased your bike, let the training begin. Just get on it and go. Do 2 miles, do 10 miles, do whatever  you can. But keep doing it. That is it. All you need to do is bike regularly. When you get home from work, take a quick ride. Do 5 miles. But do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better yet, bike to work. Combine your workday with your biking day and kill two birds with one stone. If this is impossible, plan your biking so that  you do not make excuses about why you cannot bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know many of you have many obligations but taking care of your health and well being should be one of them. If it is not, fix it. If you have kids, get them good bikes and go out on a trail. If retired like me, then bike till you drop, why not? My club is always packed with men on the Saturday morning rides. These men have jobs and families but somehow they get themselves on the bike. That is why they are so good. They bike and they bike often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you on the road. Heading out the door soon for a short ride. Sun is out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-3056921425174435280?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/3056921425174435280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=3056921425174435280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3056921425174435280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3056921425174435280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-to-become-great-cyclist.html' title='how to become a great cyclist'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yWpAFbzJuQI/TW5lozgVvkI/AAAAAAAAH1A/KDL4UZ2e7h4/s72-c/IMGP1763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-3894304184561695487</id><published>2011-03-01T13:03:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T13:59:38.465-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to bike'/><title type='text'>let's go biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJtf4u3xOqc/TW024e7BfuI/AAAAAAAAH0Y/QSLntDhArNg/s1600/IMGP2923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJtf4u3xOqc/TW024e7BfuI/AAAAAAAAH0Y/QSLntDhArNg/s400/IMGP2923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579175857383112418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About this time of the year, I hear from women looking to do some bike rides. Invariably it goes like this. "Hi, I am new to biking and just dug out my old mountain bike from the basement and was wondering if you bike on roads with hills? I am really interested in biking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were really interested you would never have wasted the money on the mountain bike and instead saved your dough for a decent road bike. Biking in Chester County requires a road bike. You must be able to shift gears and I highly recommend a bike with the triple crank. This gives you what I call the "granny gear". A  gear low enough to make climbing hills very doable even for the beginner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biking is one of the best activities for women especially as you age into retirement. Not only is it easy on the knees but you can do it while sitting on a seat. You do not have to go fast and you can still get a good workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if all you want to do is bike on a bike trail or the boardwalk at  the beach, your mountain bike will do fine. But not in Chester County. While I consider it the most scenic biking area, it does require a good bike to make the riding fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you head out the door to bike in Chester County, get prepared. Get a good bike bag and equip it with  2 tubes and an inflation system such as CO2. Make sure you can use your system and know how to change a tire. Carry ROAD ID, cell phone and 2 bottles of liquid preferably some type of Gatorade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most women head out the door thinking, I will just take some water and get a good workout and lose 10 lbs. I won't eat on the ride so that I burn even more calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck with that. First of all, you will do fine on one ride of about 25 miles or less. But when you head out again in a few days doing the same thing, most likely you will hit the proverbial wall. If you want to bike regularly and do it well, hydrate well and carry 2 times what you think you need to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bananas, cookies, fig bar, Rice Krispy Squares....anything with sugar is good. Avoid stuff like nuts and fruit, as the nuts takes hrs to get into your system and fruit does not  have enough calories. Some bike rides I am out for over 4 hours.  Thinking you can starve yourself during a ride of this duration is wishful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starve yourself on your own time, not when out with a group of cyclists. Your fellow riders will thank you for not bonking on the ride. I have bonked, so I know it can happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is picture of my bike bag and followed by a picture of the stuff I can fit into my bike bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ni036009xc/TW08xJMg4LI/AAAAAAAAH0g/YqlYM1_Uuv0/s1600/IMGP2968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ni036009xc/TW08xJMg4LI/AAAAAAAAH0g/YqlYM1_Uuv0/s400/IMGP2968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579182328361574578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t4kEuWuwzGY/TW0802lIYTI/AAAAAAAAH0o/jbVuhJNqhn0/s1600/IMGP2969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t4kEuWuwzGY/TW0802lIYTI/AAAAAAAAH0o/jbVuhJNqhn0/s400/IMGP2969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579182392084029746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CO2 inflator and spare cartridge, bike tools, tire lever, two tubes I keep in plastic and some extra screws and washers for my bike shoes. I have had these screws come loose and fall off. I also carry an insurance card and my &lt;a href="http://www.roadid.com/Common/default.aspx"&gt;ROAD ID &lt;/a&gt;has emergency contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carry money and make sure your cell phone is charged. If riding with a friend or husband, you both need the identical equipment. Do not rely on someone to carry your stuff. I have passed stranded females whose significant others have left them behind. The stranded person has no cell phone or tire changing equipment. SO PREPARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;See you on the road.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me and my bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m9j0krr_2b4/TW0-tA2o93I/AAAAAAAAH0w/h1NDbv098A0/s1600/IMGP1795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m9j0krr_2b4/TW0-tA2o93I/AAAAAAAAH0w/h1NDbv098A0/s400/IMGP1795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579184456426125170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-3894304184561695487?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/3894304184561695487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=3894304184561695487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3894304184561695487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3894304184561695487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2011/03/lets-go-biking.html' title='let&apos;s go biking'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJtf4u3xOqc/TW024e7BfuI/AAAAAAAAH0Y/QSLntDhArNg/s72-c/IMGP2923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-2050930264582938285</id><published>2010-12-30T08:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T16:24:34.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my final rant of 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TRz1XXkZCvI/AAAAAAAAHq8/dtzlraR4tuY/s1600/20101222_inq_brown22-a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TRz1XXkZCvI/AAAAAAAAHq8/dtzlraR4tuY/s400/20101222_inq_brown22-a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556585822080797426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.philly.com/philly/opinion/inquirer/20101222_All_city_cyclist_wants_for_Christmas__A_ticket.html"&gt;http://www.philly.com/philly/opinion/inquirer/20101222_All_city_cyclist_wants_for_Christmas__A_ticket.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my son and I have had spectacular years in biking. Frey biked 10,600 miles and I biked 4500 miles. While Frey is 26 years old, I am 60 years old. Not bad biking for an old lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out today getting my last 40 miles in to hit the 4500 mark. Saw only one cyclist. Temperature was 40 degrees and the roads still had some water and ice from our snow storm last Sunday. I am sure you heard about the snowstorm in the Northeast especially if you were flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about that. Anyhoo, as I was biking along the roads, many of the shoulders were covered in snow and had a good melt going. I had to bike in the center of the road to avoid some hazards. And it got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 22 the Philadelphia Inquirer had an opinion piece about policemen and why they don't tickets cyclists for&lt;a href="http://www.philly.com/philly/opinion/inquirer/20101222_All_city_cyclist_wants_for_Christmas__A_ticket.html"&gt; traffic violations&lt;/a&gt;. Most readers all agreed. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, give those bums tickets if they run a light or stop sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you motorists want us cyclists to ride like cars, then by golly, that is what I am going to do. Today I got right in the middle of the lane when the shoulder hazards demanded it. I rode down the middle of the road where cars where parked on the right to avoid the "door opening hazard".  On one road I had to climb a small hill and there was NO shoulder. I got right in the middle of road. Would  you believe a car squeezed past me to rush to the red light only to have me pass him as I turned right at the light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for 2011, I will ride my bike like a car since this is what the motorists claim they want. I will take the whole lane when it is necessary and at stop lights and stop signs, I plan on sitting in the middle of the lane...just like a car!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-2050930264582938285?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/2050930264582938285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=2050930264582938285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2050930264582938285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2050930264582938285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-final-rant-of-2010.html' title='my final rant of 2010'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TRz1XXkZCvI/AAAAAAAAHq8/dtzlraR4tuY/s72-c/20101222_inq_brown22-a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-6331382316287332017</id><published>2010-12-09T09:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T09:21:04.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid editorial in the Daily Local News</title><content type='html'>Here is the title to an editorial that appeared in the Daily Local News of Chester County, PA - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Bad cyclists aside, bike initiative is an excellent idea."&lt;/span&gt; Ellen Zadoff, chairperson of the Chester County Bicycle Coalition is trying to make West Chester, PA  a more bike friendly town. Yet our esteemed local newspaper editor takes  that opportunity to use something good about biking and turn it into something bad. Ellen wants to make our community safe for cyclists. She wants some bike racks and some safety initiatives in our boro. Good for you Ellen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Daily Local editor posts an &lt;a href="http://www.dailylocal.com/articles/2010/12/09/opinion/srv0000010237279.txt"&gt;editorial &lt;/a&gt;that spends half of its content on bad cyclists. Gimme a break. Here is my letter I immediately sent to the editor. Feel free to send him more. His name and email is Editor, &lt;strong class="highlight"&gt;Andrew M. Hachadorian&lt;/strong&gt;, 610-430-1116, (&lt;a href="mailto:andyh@dailylocal.com"&gt;e-mail&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just loved the editorial, really, just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please  show me all the cars that stop at stop signs in the boro of West  Chester. I live near 3 boro stop signs; corner of E Virginia and N  Matlack, intersection of E Marshall and N Matlack and three way stop at E  Vriginia and N Franklin. I cannot count how many cars run the stop  signs on  E Virginia Ave and I often see cars bombing through the stop  sign on E Marshall.  Before you start bashing cyclists let's all take a  hard look at all the automobile abuses in the boro. When was the last  time you were able to drive down E Gay street and not have to dodge all  the illegally double parked trucks? When was the last time you saw a car  actually come to complete stop at a stop sign in the boro? When was the  last time you were able to park and unload in an loading/unloading only  space?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously doubt anyone is going to be killed if a bike does not  come to a complete stop at a stop sign. Cars weigh tons and can kill.  Bikes weigh less than 50 pounds and cannot kill. Good friends of mine,  both over the age of 65, were biking on a tandem bike. They were hit by a  car and left unconscious on the road. Where is the outrage in your  editorial for this kind of behavior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bashing cyclists is the easiest thing for uninformed editors to do.  It creates a big huge surge in angry comments from all the drivers in  the boro. How easy to bash a cyclist on the road? I bike all over the  county. I do my utmost to avoid awful motorists. Yet cars will go out of  their way to buzz me close. I even had a car go over the white line at  the edge of the road to buzz me even closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son was just in Amsterdam. He said the cyclist is king in that  country. Cyclists have their own roads  and never have to interact with  cars. Until this happens in America, the cars have to share the road  with cyclists. The day that a car goes out if its way to be nice to me  on my bike, is a day I am still waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#888888;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Libby Maxim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-6331382316287332017?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/6331382316287332017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=6331382316287332017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6331382316287332017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6331382316287332017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/12/stupid-editorial-in-daily-local-news.html' title='stupid editorial in the Daily Local News'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-8451259404670364040</id><published>2010-12-03T15:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T15:39:12.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>man oh man oh man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TPlUuE1Eb4I/AAAAAAAAHps/pKfaaSDI_6Q/s1600/a-bald-eagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TPlUuE1Eb4I/AAAAAAAAHps/pKfaaSDI_6Q/s400/a-bald-eagle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546557566630522754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(I did not take this pic, but this is what I saw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was out biking today, high 30s and blustery. But the sun was shining and it was a glorious day for biking. I am well suited for cold weather biking, probably the large layer of blubber I carry around helps!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooo, while biking I spot a huge grey heron sitting on a log on the Brandywine River. A sight to see. I continue on and come to a spot where I often spot herons and other marvels of nature. I was biking slowly and quietly along the distant pond and I see a large bird sitting atop a huge dead tree. The tree is barren and sitting on top was this large brown bird. I knew it was special. I moved farther up the road and lo and behold, the bird's head is WHITE. I knew it had to be a bald eagle. It finally took off and I could see how large the bird was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you bike slow enough and look hard enough, you can indeed spot many a marvelous thing. Today I saw  2 herons and 1 bald eagle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you see today? Did you take the time to notice something new? I hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-8451259404670364040?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/8451259404670364040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=8451259404670364040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8451259404670364040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8451259404670364040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/12/man-oh-man-oh-man.html' title='man oh man oh man'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TPlUuE1Eb4I/AAAAAAAAHps/pKfaaSDI_6Q/s72-c/a-bald-eagle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-4490656745788402047</id><published>2010-11-26T18:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T18:24:02.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>now this is how you bike at night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TPBBf7P_aYI/AAAAAAAAHpE/rb9Z41KxVs8/s1600/IMGP2945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TPBBf7P_aYI/AAAAAAAAHpE/rb9Z41KxVs8/s400/IMGP2945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544003158029592962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-4490656745788402047?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/4490656745788402047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=4490656745788402047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4490656745788402047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4490656745788402047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/11/now-this-is-how-you-bike-at-night.html' title='now this is how you bike at night'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TPBBf7P_aYI/AAAAAAAAHpE/rb9Z41KxVs8/s72-c/IMGP2945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1396446903986578562</id><published>2010-11-20T16:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T19:03:18.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the "zen" of biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TOhhgzTFO6I/AAAAAAAAHng/D_WaffcVfSM/s1600/biking_sign-977.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TOhhgzTFO6I/AAAAAAAAHng/D_WaffcVfSM/s400/biking_sign-977.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541786557633346466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biking as a sport is loads of fun and often done in groups or bike club rides. Most folks like to bike with other people. Most folks bike for social companionship. Few ever bike alone as it looks odd if you are out there by yourself. Most folks who pass you think, gee, poor slob, she has no friends. She is all alone on the roads. How dangerous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this year, after biking exclusively with other folks, I got the courage to do it alone. I carry a cell phone, I can change a bike tire and I tend to bike on roads that are familiar to me. I make a route and off I go. After a full season of "alone biking" I have discovered  it is a different activity when out by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is completely silent. No one is talking. You tend to look around more and notice small stuff. You see birds, plants, trees, flowers and small animals. You hear the wind and the sounds of leaves falling. You get to a place where you are no longer biking but just enjoying the outdoors around you. You forget about your heart rate, your speed, your pace and all the stuff many weekend warriors worry about. Your mileage is not important. The only thing you want to do is to be out there; pedaling and moving quietly along the country roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It becomes more "zen" like. I imagine many runners feel this same way as running tends to be a singular activity. Solo biking is relaxing and quiets the mind. Far better than sitting at home watching TV or sweating away in a spinning class. In a spin class, all you think about is how many calories you are burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo biking is worth it. You have to do a lot of it to get to the point that you stop fretting over the cars and getting buzzed or taunted. That all slides away and you reach a point where it is just you and the road and your bike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1396446903986578562?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1396446903986578562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1396446903986578562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1396446903986578562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1396446903986578562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/11/zen-of-biking.html' title='the &quot;zen&quot; of biking'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TOhhgzTFO6I/AAAAAAAAHng/D_WaffcVfSM/s72-c/biking_sign-977.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-5205886393996922013</id><published>2010-11-13T15:37:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T16:05:52.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>West Chester dude commutes 60 miles a day to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TN73KGVAtJI/AAAAAAAAHnM/h_ROE__K_Vg/s1600/IMGP2927-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TN73KGVAtJI/AAAAAAAAHnM/h_ROE__K_Vg/s400/IMGP2927-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539136344581780626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frey is commuting 60 miles a day from West Chester PA to center city Philadelphia and University of Pennsylvania. Frey sold his car to help pay for grad school. He had to spend some cash to get his bike "commuting worthy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panniers were a must. He did 10 weeks with a backpack and realized he needed panniers to tote gear and food and liquids. Reflective jersey a must as well. Frey has front and back lights, each running 400 lumens of light. Battery packs are attached to his bike. Frey bikes with a lot of weight on his bike. It is heavy when you pick it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frey is 6'7" and had to get an extension for the fork to get his handlebars up high enough. The bike is a store bought Cannondale 63 cm, more than 5 yrs old. He has a setback seatpost and 185 cranks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His supplies consist of tons of food and his trademark "&lt;a href="http://freybird.blogspot.com/2010/11/triathlon-juice-homemade-sports-drink.html"&gt;Triathlon Juice&lt;/a&gt;". He carries a pump, CO2, tubes, tires and tools. Way more than the normal bike rider carries. He comes home at night and has to be prepared for most anything as the bike stores along the way are closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quote Frey, "bike commuting is the best part of grad school". He likens it to taking two additional classes as he spends 4 hrs a day on the bike. So with 4 courses already, the commuting puts that up to 6 classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing Frey has noticed is that the regular folks along his route remember him and they wave to him. The crossing guards sometimes help him cross a 4 lane highway. Heading home at night and in the cold takes lots of planning. Lots of layers are packed in the panniers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penn is very accommodating. He has an indoor spot to lock his bike. He rents a locker right in his classroom building to store his gear and a change of clothes for classes . So he does not have to drag winter coats and stuff to walk around campus. His wardrobe is a pair of shorts and a t-shirt that he leaves in his locker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frey is closing in on 10,000 miles for the year. His most mileage ever for one year. Biking is such a cool way to get places. Most folks find millions of excuses as to why they cannot bike commute. It does take preparation. It takes time and dedication.  Frey gets in around 9 pm Monday night and is back on the road at 7 am the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody can get in a car and drive to work. It takes someone special to bike there. Hats off to you Frey. A job well done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-5205886393996922013?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/5205886393996922013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=5205886393996922013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5205886393996922013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5205886393996922013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/11/west-chester-dude-commutes-60-miles-day.html' title='West Chester dude commutes 60 miles a day to school'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TN73KGVAtJI/AAAAAAAAHnM/h_ROE__K_Vg/s72-c/IMGP2927-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-8215046278386020247</id><published>2010-11-07T17:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:21:45.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>why I love biking part 5, making new friends</title><content type='html'>a great slide show plus I had a large heron fly right over me and two red tailed hawks soared close as well, a great day for riding, cold, windy and brilliant sunshine......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flibby.maxim%2Falbumid%2F5536935477857095473%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCNSR3aquoPiKTQ%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="307" width="440"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-8215046278386020247?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/8215046278386020247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=8215046278386020247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8215046278386020247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8215046278386020247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/11/why-i-love-biking-part-5-making-new.html' title='why I love biking part 5, making new friends'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-8788512159707871153</id><published>2010-11-02T18:50:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T19:06:32.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>why I love biking part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TNCWf1fsb4I/AAAAAAAAHig/e5FuTMPXR2M/s1600/downsized_1102001423c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TNCWf1fsb4I/AAAAAAAAHig/e5FuTMPXR2M/s400/downsized_1102001423c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535089415718465410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there is a large heron in this pic, look hard, my cell phone camera skills suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TNCWM0EqWzI/AAAAAAAAHiY/a45-3txAtYc/s1600/downsized_1102001327a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TNCWM0EqWzI/AAAAAAAAHiY/a45-3txAtYc/s400/downsized_1102001327a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535089088919132978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what we all have in mind when we hear "free range chickens"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TNCV_o-1MTI/AAAAAAAAHiI/UDq7UW0mVdU/s1600/downsized_1102001435a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TNCV_o-1MTI/AAAAAAAAHiI/UDq7UW0mVdU/s400/downsized_1102001435a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535088862603587890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;real grass fed cows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TNCVxFBiT8I/AAAAAAAAHiA/NXl3GSb3Wk8/s1600/downsized_1102001437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TNCVxFBiT8I/AAAAAAAAHiA/NXl3GSb3Wk8/s400/downsized_1102001437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535088612433088450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my bike and Cookie the cow  (her name was on a tag in her ear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have discovered that this time of the year in Pennsylvania is the best time for biking. I love, loves the low 50s for biking. Love not sweating. Love the changing leaves. Love the gusty winds. Love seeing all the animals and birds. Deer everywhere. Herons and hawks gracing the skies and the landscape. Biking is the bestest ever activity. It is just plain fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out there and bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-8788512159707871153?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/8788512159707871153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=8788512159707871153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8788512159707871153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8788512159707871153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/11/why-i-love-biking-part-4.html' title='why I love biking part 4'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TNCWf1fsb4I/AAAAAAAAHig/e5FuTMPXR2M/s72-c/downsized_1102001423c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-2382720194880189982</id><published>2010-10-31T19:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T19:17:09.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>why I love biking part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TM33jcJ9z6I/AAAAAAAAHhw/-wZXCp6aXk8/s1600/downsized_0913001112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TM33jcJ9z6I/AAAAAAAAHhw/-wZXCp6aXk8/s400/downsized_0913001112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534351705333682082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TM33frMtIsI/AAAAAAAAHho/Nxb9kRjF0ds/s1600/downsized_1031001218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TM33frMtIsI/AAAAAAAAHho/Nxb9kRjF0ds/s400/downsized_1031001218.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534351640652227266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I rode through the covered bridge above and then I ran across this beautiful swan. The swan pranced around and posed for me and another lady who was also taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole ride was one beautiful scene after the next. Blowing leaves and a good wind to remind me that it was indeed getting colder and winter is soon coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chester County has some of the most scenic countryside in Pennsylvania. Unless you bike, you are missing much of it. I did  pass a large group of seniors all getting ready to take a hike.  I passed many cyclists out as well enjoying the gorgeous day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-2382720194880189982?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/2382720194880189982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=2382720194880189982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2382720194880189982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2382720194880189982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-i-love-biking-part-3.html' title='why I love biking part 3'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TM33jcJ9z6I/AAAAAAAAHhw/-wZXCp6aXk8/s72-c/downsized_0913001112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-8227654377976277579</id><published>2010-10-25T17:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T17:38:15.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>why I love biking part 2</title><content type='html'>I am battling a bad knee. Doctor said go ahead and bike until the surgery, just load up on pain meds. So I downed 3 Advils and out I went. I had no plan except to just have fun. I meandered all around Chester County. Meandering on a bike is just plain fun.  When you bike alone, you can go whatever speed you want and take whatever route you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I did. I ended up doing 40 miles. But it was pure joy. The leaves are so brilliant. It is as if they are spray painted. Plus with today's wind, they were falling like snow. I was peddling down a country road with a creek winding alongside. I spotted out of the corner of my eye a blue heron standing stiff as a statue. The heron was trying in vain to disappear into the foliage. I stopped my bike and as soon as I did, the heron took flight. The heron has to be the largest I have ever seen. Its body was gigantic. The wing span was huge and the sound of those large wings flapping as it took off was something to behold. Whoosh, whoosh as it disappeared into the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not biking, you are missing one of the most enjoyable activities. You can bike at any age. Enjoying the sights and sounds of nature and your surrounds, nothing is better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-8227654377976277579?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/8227654377976277579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=8227654377976277579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8227654377976277579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8227654377976277579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-i-love-biking-part-2.html' title='why I love biking part 2'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-3822272656748925600</id><published>2010-10-24T17:18:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T17:56:48.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hey Bike Store owners and managers, gimme a break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TMSoc8y3KhI/AAAAAAAAHhg/7kh1dKV9B34/s1600/IMGP1795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TMSoc8y3KhI/AAAAAAAAHhg/7kh1dKV9B34/s400/IMGP1795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531731457627073042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my bike - a custom Spectrum by Tom Kellogg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an email the other day from the manager of a local bike store. It was a woman which made her email even more maddening. Here is her email...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Libby,&lt;br /&gt;I work at So and So Bike Store in West Chester...a customer named Jane  recently purchased a hybrid and was looking for casual/social/easier  rides and I thought you may be able to point her in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't mind, I'll pass along your email and maybe you can advise her of some C level or "chick rides".&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Libby and have a super day,&lt;br /&gt;Sue&lt;br /&gt;manager So and SO Bikes of  West Chester"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reply.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the ABC Cycling Club does not offer rides for hybrid bikes&lt;br /&gt;only road bikes , I hate to see a woman buy a hybrid as it limits her&lt;br /&gt;all of our C rides are for road  only&lt;br /&gt;hybrids are too heavy and slow and not road worthy for the hills in CC&lt;br /&gt;tell her to use the Schuylkill River Trail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, Libby "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out today riding in beeeaaaauuuuutiful Chester County, PA. Nothing but red and gold leaves reflecting off of the Brandywine Creek. Gorgeous stuff. Tons of cyclists. Too many to count. But I could count the women, maybe I saw 3-4 ladies out there. One on a hybrid and the rest are road bikes. The men, all ages, with nary a one on a hybrid or some clunky bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do bike store personnel assume when a woman comes in for the first time that a hybrid is a good choice? I hear this sentiment often. "Well, I got a hybrid because it was cheaper and I want to make sure I like biking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, you are NEVER going to like biking on that monstrosity you just bought. Women tend to be smaller and not quite as strong as men (some women) and yet bike stores stick them on the heaviest and most cumbersome bike in the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I ride with my bike club, the men are all on bikes light as feathers. Fast, sleek and light! No wonder they love cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike stores limit the potential for making a life long customer by selling the women hybrids. These ladies will ride maybe 2-5 times and give up. All they can do is ride on a flat bike trail and even that is going to harder than the guy on the road bike whizzing by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bike store is never going to see this lady again. Her bike will sit in her garage unused. Had they sold her a good road bike, she would be back, she would want bike gear, and would most likely will be upgrading her road bike after a year or so and be looking for an even better bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Bike Store owners, do me a favor please. Offer the woman who comes into your store a chance to think of herself as a cyclist. Encourage her to buy the road bike. Tell her the drawbacks of the hybrid. At least give her the choice. When you steer her to the hybrid you are assuming she will never be a cyclist and you just want to sell a bike. This shortsighted approach is the the one reason in my opinion that men rule the road and women, well, their bikes are sitting in the garage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-3822272656748925600?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/3822272656748925600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=3822272656748925600' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3822272656748925600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3822272656748925600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-bike-store-owners-and-managers.html' title='hey Bike Store owners and managers, gimme a break'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TMSoc8y3KhI/AAAAAAAAHhg/7kh1dKV9B34/s72-c/IMGP1795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-7039246025106245501</id><published>2010-10-22T07:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T07:57:55.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'>do you bike on the roads??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TMF6dwIjf6I/AAAAAAAAHhQ/nlNIGlPhvDI/s1600/IMGP1763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TMF6dwIjf6I/AAAAAAAAHhQ/nlNIGlPhvDI/s400/IMGP1763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530836468943257506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get this question all the time. When I mention to folks that I bike, the first thing out of their mouths, "do you bike on the roads?" Where else would I bike?  They assume I am on bike trails. Right now my county is building an ambitious trail that will ultimately connect West Chester, PA with Philadelphia, PA. While I enjoy biking on trails, the real joy of biking happens on the roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chester County is fortunate to be an ideal place to try biking on the roads. We have a road network in our county that is hard to find elsewhere in the country. We have so many tertiary roads that I could conceivably bike on  different roads each and every time I head out on my bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree lined roads, horse farms nestled along the roads, big fat piggies walking alongside deserted back roads and the list goes on and on. What can be better than biking by yourself on a nice country road enjoying the scenery? Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted before though that to succeed in biking on roads with fast traveling cars takes some practice and skills. You must have a rear view mirror. You must dress in bright clothing. You must follow all rules of the road. You must be aggressive. Cars must know what your next move is going to be. No sudden stops, no swerving into the car lanes, signal when turning and on and on. Bike like your drive a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always carry your cell phone and make sure you know how to change a tire. Carry supplies for tire changing. You WILL get a flat at some point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and bike on the roads. Chester County is quickly becoming a biking mecca. I see many cyclists out. I see old folks, young folks, men and women. Get your bike out and join us on the roads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-7039246025106245501?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/7039246025106245501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=7039246025106245501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7039246025106245501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7039246025106245501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/10/do-you-bike-on-roads.html' title='do you bike on the roads??'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TMF6dwIjf6I/AAAAAAAAHhQ/nlNIGlPhvDI/s72-c/IMGP1763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1402821381707020543</id><published>2010-10-21T18:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T19:03:54.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the time of his life - Superman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TMDA-igK6PI/AAAAAAAAHhI/SqWZJqDdD7k/s1600/IMGP1794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TMDA-igK6PI/AAAAAAAAHhI/SqWZJqDdD7k/s400/IMGP1794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530632523057129714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frey's leg ( yes, he can bike barefoot,too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My son, Frey (free) is earning his Masters at the University of Pennsylvania. While this is a huge opportunity for him and he appreciates it greatly, his greatest joy this autumn is the commute to Philadelphia from his home in West Chester, PA.  The total commute is close to 60 miles. He travels down Rt 3, known as West Chester Pike, and climbs into the city through Fairmount Park. He has spectacular lights for his bike, over 240 lumens for his tail light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does this ride 5 times a week. His mileage for the year is high, he is closing in on 9000 miles for 2010.  He said the ride is beyond fun and challenging. Rt 3 is busy, busy, busy. He has to pass the on and off ramps for I 476, which in itself is harrowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is quickly becoming a regular on this ride. The crossing guards give him a wave. The construction guys give him a wave. He has a horn and squeaks it back to give an hello to his new road friends. He travels with about 25 lbs on his back. His food consumption is high and he carries his daily needs in his backpack. Since the roads are littered with glass and nails, he carries tubes, tires and patch kits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rolls in to home around 9 pm. On Mondays, he gets in after 9 pm and hits the road on Tuesday by 7 am to make his 10 am class. Frey locks his bike in a closet in a building on campus. The building is security locked and has a security guard. Frey's bike is in a closet. The security guard has nicknamed Frey,  Superman. He goes into a small closet in bike gear and comes out in street clothes and eyeglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have said, "the time of his life. Enjoy, Frey!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1402821381707020543?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1402821381707020543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1402821381707020543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1402821381707020543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1402821381707020543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/10/time-of-his-life-superman.html' title='the time of his life - Superman'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TMDA-igK6PI/AAAAAAAAHhI/SqWZJqDdD7k/s72-c/IMGP1794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1296424021007996528</id><published>2010-10-19T10:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T10:31:37.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>disabled for biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TL2rPdWCP7I/AAAAAAAAHhA/7um7cvv4U5M/s1600/pic_knee_arthr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TL2rPdWCP7I/AAAAAAAAHhA/7um7cvv4U5M/s400/pic_knee_arthr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529764199544274866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal for miles this year was 5000 but alas, my left knee is going to derail those plans. Currently  I have 3800 miles on my bike. Glorious biking through beeeeautiful Chester County. Heading to doctor today,I will most likely need the scoping of the knee as I had done on my right knee a few years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recovery is not bad, I hope that is all it is as I MISS biking. I will miss the fall foliage and the best weather for biking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead, I am busy painting some rooms in my house to give me something to do as I am in complete withdrawal from biking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1296424021007996528?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1296424021007996528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1296424021007996528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1296424021007996528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1296424021007996528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/10/disabled-for-biking.html' title='disabled for biking'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TL2rPdWCP7I/AAAAAAAAHhA/7um7cvv4U5M/s72-c/pic_knee_arthr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-7957587856943041984</id><published>2010-10-07T16:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T16:17:45.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>why I love biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TK4qISneXNI/AAAAAAAAHg0/o6vAM_yzMH0/s1600/downsized_1007001224b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TK4qISneXNI/AAAAAAAAHg0/o6vAM_yzMH0/s400/downsized_1007001224b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525400114754903250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;look hard, the piggy is out in the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here in the northeast, we have had about 3 days of rain. But today the sun came out and I went for a bike ride in gorgeous Chester County. My usual sights are hawks, foxes, herons, goats and tons and tons of horses and foals. As I was making my way down a very back road, I spotted out in the distance a large black pig. At first I was hesitant to pass it. I have never run into a pig walking on the side of a road before.  I slowly crept up and lo and behold, I see the largest pig I have ever seen just meandering down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tired in vain to get a picture but fumbled with my camera phone as I rarely use it. The picture above is the best I could do. This piggy had come down a long country driveway, crossed a bridge and then turned and went down another driveway. Now since I was out in the country, I could see no farms or houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apparently Porky the Pig knew where he was going. But so much fun for me to spot this piggy and watch him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biking is the best activity by far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-7957587856943041984?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/7957587856943041984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=7957587856943041984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7957587856943041984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7957587856943041984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-i-love-biking.html' title='why I love biking'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TK4qISneXNI/AAAAAAAAHg0/o6vAM_yzMH0/s72-c/downsized_1007001224b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-2478422975713096867</id><published>2010-09-28T09:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T15:57:08.427-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to bike'/><title type='text'>be aggressive but talented too</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TKJHXmYwNQI/AAAAAAAAHgs/baT2yAVGhdI/s1600/IMGP1754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TKJHXmYwNQI/AAAAAAAAHgs/baT2yAVGhdI/s400/IMGP1754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522054563876582658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biking is never going to become an acceptable means of travel and recreation until folks doing it learn to think about the other folks on the roads and become talented and skilled riders. I see large groups of fast cyclists riding together and basically taking up the entire lane. Often times, they are 4 abreast and unaware of any cars behind them or even the scare of death they give to a slower cyclist that they might pass on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just happened to me last weekend. I got passed by a large group of cyclists and they wizzed by very close and not one person in the group announced "passing on the left." It was unnerving to say the least and very poor form. I saw others speeding over large gravel piles and taking no precautions for safety. I see cyclists make sudden turns or stops. I had a female cyclist miss hitting me by inches going downhill. She did not think about the rain and her brakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biking is a fabulous activity and lots of fun. I have discovered the joys of solo cycling this year and find it the most relaxing activity. But I have also learned how to be a better cyclist. I spent a lot of time riding with my 26 year old son. He is now commuting 60 miles a day to center city Philadelphia so he is doing some serious riding. Getting into the city from an outlying suburb takes some serious skills on the bike and tons of experience biking on highways and busy streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I have learned from my son is how to bike and be in charge on the road. He stays way over on the side, never dominates the car lane and follows all the rules of the road. But he also is in charge of himself in relationship to the cars. At intersections he gets right out in front of a car if he needs to take a lane to make a left turn. He is dominant on the road but not to the point of being stupid. This is a fine line and I have learned from watching him bike that he can be aggressive but at the same time show talent and confidence on his bike. The cars KNOW exactly what he is going to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His model of cycling has helped me immensely on the roads. I feel more confident and more skilled on the road. But like my son, I never take this for granted. I constantly think about what I am doing on the road. I constantly use my rear view mirror. I constantly look for gravel or pot holes. Cycling is fun but it also demands vigilance on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be aggressive but be skilled at the same time. Take care and you will not find yourself hitting gravel and flying over your handlebars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-2478422975713096867?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/2478422975713096867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=2478422975713096867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2478422975713096867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2478422975713096867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/09/be-aggressive-but-talented-too.html' title='be aggressive but talented too'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TKJHXmYwNQI/AAAAAAAAHgs/baT2yAVGhdI/s72-c/IMGP1754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-823486658977984273</id><published>2010-09-07T19:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:15:09.634-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Communting with $450 worth of lights</title><content type='html'>I know a fella who is bike commuting to Philadelphia from the outlying suburbs. The round trip runs around 60 miles. So this is a substantial commute. On the advice of his trusty friend, the Internet, he decided to invest in some high powered lights. The lights require that the cyclist attach the battery packs to the bike frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So armed with a huge backpack and his huge body (he is 6'6") and the fabulously powered lights, he said biking became a whole new adventure. On his way in, during daylight, he turned the lights on as he approached the city limits. He said all of a sudden, he noticed that cars and buses started giving him a wide berth. Coming home it had become dark and he had both the front and back lights blaring,  he said the wide berth experience was even more pronounced. Buses hung back and passed him slowly as the drivers gave him the OK sign. On four lane roads, cars moved over to the passing lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People stared at him. He passed a high school soccer game and he said they all turned to look. So the investment in the high powered lights was worth every penny. No one buzzed him. No one gave him the finger and swore. Apparently the motorists had no idea who or want he was. Being a large male certainly helps but he has been hassled and buzzed on his bike. The big difference seems to be the lights. They create an impression that he is either a police officer or someone important. No matter what, the lights seem to keep him safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link to the company he used to buy lights: &lt;a href="http://www.dinottelighting.com/"&gt;DiNotte Lighting&lt;/a&gt;. My son bought a tail light with 240 lumens. So spend some serious cash. It's cheaper than an ER visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a commuter and plan on doing it regularly, go get some good bike lights. I want them now. Although an old lady on a bike with high powered lights might not elicit the same response as a huge 20 something male on a bike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-823486658977984273?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/823486658977984273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=823486658977984273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/823486658977984273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/823486658977984273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/09/bike-communting-with-450-worth-of.html' title='Bike Communting with $450 worth of lights'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-9120328941145756454</id><published>2010-08-13T13:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T14:12:26.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>our vulnerability and helping each other</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TGWKKY4XwsI/AAAAAAAAHgQ/Koj4YBOvdfs/s1600/helping-hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TGWKKY4XwsI/AAAAAAAAHgQ/Koj4YBOvdfs/s400/helping-hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504958030612513474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog has detailed my many biking adventures and the joys of doing this activity as we age. I am accustomed to asking folks who are off their bikes along the sides of the roads if they are OK?? Most time they are fine. Today I was not on my bike but coming home in my car from picking berries and nectarines from my local "u-pic-um" farm. I see a neighbor sitting on the grass at the side of the road with a dog who appears to be down as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold my neighbor was indeed in need of help. The dog was merely comforting her as she lay in pain. She had fallen and had either broken her ankle or sprained it badly. The dog was not her dog. She was walking a neighbor's dog and slipped on the wet grass. She was as pale as a sheet and desperately needing help. My son and I got her and the dog into the car, we took the dog home and retrieved my neighbor's purse and took her to the ER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left all my phone numbers with her in case she needs a ride home. Not sure if she has other folks she can call. This lady is a loner. She lives alone and I never see anyone at her home. I know her as we both have lived here forever. My heart ached for her when I saw her stranded on the side of road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like me, she is getting older. She and I are now the resident old farts in the neighborhood. The older folks have died off and young families have  moved into their homes. My greatest strength is that I am a nosy neighbor. I do notice folks. I know everyone's pets and cars and whatnot. I would recognize anyone even if I did not know their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson to be learned is that as we age, carry your cell phone, even when walking a dog.  You never know when you might go down. I wear ROAD ID as well when biking but I am thinking maybe it is not a bad idea to wear it all the time. Lucky for my neighbor I know her. I could help. I am heading back to the hospital to see what is up. I have called several times and she was still in the ER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-9120328941145756454?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/9120328941145756454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=9120328941145756454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/9120328941145756454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/9120328941145756454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/08/our-vulnerability-and-helping-each.html' title='our vulnerability and helping each other'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TGWKKY4XwsI/AAAAAAAAHgQ/Koj4YBOvdfs/s72-c/helping-hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-4033698299913840431</id><published>2010-08-13T08:02:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T08:20:00.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike more and get better</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TGU1ZlKu0tI/AAAAAAAAHgI/Fg9AWG7sIrU/s1600/IMGP1795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TGU1ZlKu0tI/AAAAAAAAHgI/Fg9AWG7sIrU/s400/IMGP1795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504864833120424658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bike with many different folks; ladies, men and newbies and experts as well. At one point I was a newbie. I was afraid on the road and I could not do many things on my bike except fall over when put into a difficult spot. I fell going up steep hills,  and I fell at intersections when I could not unclip fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had my fair share of close calls. I could not even stand up on my bike when riding. Last year my total miles was 2400. Sounds like a lot but even that high number was not enough to make me much better on the roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I am already at 3000 miles. And this year I am improving. I can now stand. I can now avoid the falls, and I can now bike on busy roads. Have I done anything extraordinary on the bike?? No. I simply went out and biked. Some days I went fast and some days I went slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no plan. I went to no training clinics. I do not wear a heart rate monitor. I have no idea what cadence means. I have no plan except to get out more and bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found as well that many ladies want to bike and do it sometimes but not enough to improve. As a result, they give up. They make excuses as to why they cannot bike. I have had little success in getting women to bike regularly. Since I have been leading bike rides for my club I can count on  one hand the number of ladies over the last 4 years  that have really taken to biking. My hat is off to these ladies. It is fun to see them improve and ride. One lady recently rode across Iowa and one lady is doing her 2nd 100 mile ride this weekend. If these ladies and myself can do this, why can't you? None of us is under the age of 50 and yet we found a way to bike. One of us is retired, one works full time and one works parttime. So we come from all walks of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, just what is your excuse??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-4033698299913840431?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/4033698299913840431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=4033698299913840431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4033698299913840431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4033698299913840431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/08/bike-more-and-get-better.html' title='Bike more and get better'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TGU1ZlKu0tI/AAAAAAAAHgI/Fg9AWG7sIrU/s72-c/IMGP1795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-296621310517894430</id><published>2010-08-08T17:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T17:45:39.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks frey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TF8k5Q4jyqI/AAAAAAAAHf4/Jn3k0_o_dZI/s1600/IMGP1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TF8k5Q4jyqI/AAAAAAAAHf4/Jn3k0_o_dZI/s400/IMGP1742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503157835873372834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frey (free) and a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday I did a 54 mile bike ride, the Dog Daze Ride sponsored by the Brandywine Bike Club of Chester County, PA. It was a long fairly hilly ride but the weather had finally cooled and it was quite nice for a change, no sweat stinging my eyes. Most sponsored rides attract folks ranging from expert to novice. My son , Frey, accompanied me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a good rider but I cannot do the speeds of the faster folks on these rides. Pace lines flew by, old men passed me on the hills and younger women also passed me. We had men go flying by pumping away up the long climbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son can easily out bike anyone on this ride. He is large and strong and one awesome cyclist. He has the stamina of a work horse when he is on a bicycle. But not once in this ride did he ever feel the urge to take off and try and pass anyone. Never once even when the old gray haired guys went by and said, "hey, how ya doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took me over 4 hours to complete the 54 miles. My son could have done it in half the time. But he choose to ride with me, lucky me:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-296621310517894430?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/296621310517894430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=296621310517894430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/296621310517894430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/296621310517894430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/08/thanks-frey.html' title='thanks frey'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TF8k5Q4jyqI/AAAAAAAAHf4/Jn3k0_o_dZI/s72-c/IMGP1742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-2849759315565587403</id><published>2010-07-21T13:43:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T14:24:49.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Letter to the Chester County Commissioners</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TEcyGHvi4JI/AAAAAAAAHfk/NSkYRXpZVZ0/s1600/38476_139774286042245_110191832333824_314819_3828419_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TEcyGHvi4JI/AAAAAAAAHfk/NSkYRXpZVZ0/s400/38476_139774286042245_110191832333824_314819_3828419_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496416950968049810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chester Valley Trail approaching Bacton Hill Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the names and email addresses of the Chester County Commissioners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Geneva;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://dsf.chesco.org/chesco/cwp/view.asp?A=1511&amp;amp;Q=605531"&gt;Carol  Aichele&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a class="stdfontsmaller" href="mailto:caichele@chesco.org"&gt;caichele@chesco.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Geneva;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://dsf.chesco.org/chesco/cwp/view.asp?a=1511&amp;amp;q=637521"&gt;Terence  Farrell &lt;/a&gt;- &lt;a class="stdfontsmaller" href="mailto:tfarrell@chesco.org"&gt;tfarrell@chesco.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Geneva;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://dsf.chesco.org/chesco/cwp/view.asp?a=1511&amp;amp;q=640937"&gt;Kathi  Cozzone &lt;/a&gt;- &lt;a class="stdfontsmaller" href="mailto:kcozzone@chesco.org"&gt;kcozzone@chesco.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you live in Chester County, PA and are a cyclist, do yourself a favor and get political about the new&lt;a href="http://dsf.chesco.org/ccparks/cwp/view.asp?a=1552&amp;amp;q=621764"&gt; Chester Valley Trail&lt;/a&gt;. This trail sat in limbo until Carol Aichele gave it a strong push. Thanks to Carol, this trail  may at some point become a reality. We, here in Chester County, have been waiting since 1991 for this trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I made my way from West Chester to the trailhead at Phoenixville Pike just south of the Battle of the Clouds Park. I biked along the trail to the Church Road bridge which is currently under construction. We left the trail and got back on it at Mill Road. This trail will be a SENSATIONAL bike riding experience for the residents of Chester County when finished. This trail is supposed to connect to the Schuylkill River Trail at some point in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was a Commissioner, I would be doing everything humanly possible to see that this trail completes. It is planned to go from Downingtown, PA to the Schuylkill River Trail in three phases. Phase 1 is now being built. This phases goes from Valley Creek Blvd to Rt 29. Phase 2 will go from Rt 29 to ultimately the Schuylkill River Trail. Phase 1 and Phase 2 are scheduled to be complete in 2012. Phase 3 goes from Valley Creek Blvd to Downingtown and currently there are NO plans for this section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trail is and will be the single greatest accomplishment that Chester County has ever done for cyclists and trail users. Why the commissioners are not pushing for the completion is a mystery to me? Please, take some time and email the commissioners  and ask them to complete the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the sections of this trail in Phase 1 and Phase 2 are completed, people will use this trail.  Cyclists will make their way to this trail. Currently getting to this trail is difficult as the roads in the area of this trail are poorly suited for cyclists, and joggers and families making their way to a trailhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The route I took to reach the Chester Valley Trail from the boro of West Chester, PA is &lt;a href="http://www.bikely.com/maps/bike-path/440788"&gt;linked here&lt;/a&gt;. It does require biking along Rt 30 in Frazer and biking down Planebrook Road. Neither road is great but this route is very doable for West Chester residents. The trail will attract a crowd. Motorists are going to be surprised by the amount of cyclists on local roads making their way to the trail. Townships should be looking at ways to make these roads safer. Most likely nothing will happen until a cyclist is hit and killed on his way to the trail for folks to take notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These three Chester County Commissioners have an opportunity to leave their mark on this county. This trail will set Chester County ahead of its neighbors and finally make cycling in busy suburban areas a reality. Folks can commute to work on this trail as it passes many large corporate parks. The effect of this trail on the county is huge.  The value it adds to the area is huge. The recreational possibilities are huge. Please Chester County Commissioners, FINISH THE TRAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="stdfont" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Geneva;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-2849759315565587403?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/2849759315565587403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=2849759315565587403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2849759315565587403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2849759315565587403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/07/open-letter-to-chester-county.html' title='Open Letter to the Chester County Commissioners'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TEcyGHvi4JI/AAAAAAAAHfk/NSkYRXpZVZ0/s72-c/38476_139774286042245_110191832333824_314819_3828419_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1380338162962462044</id><published>2010-07-06T08:27:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T08:51:04.775-04:00</updated><title type='text'>are we this stupid?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TDMlpCvXICI/AAAAAAAAHfE/oWG7wrrYa4M/s1600/school-bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TDMlpCvXICI/AAAAAAAAHfE/oWG7wrrYa4M/s400/school-bus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490773757735149602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I open up my local paper, the &lt;a href="http://www.dailylocal.com/"&gt;Daily Local News&lt;/a&gt;, a&lt;a href="http://www.dailylocal.com/articles/2010/07/06/news/srv0000008746102.txt"&gt;nd on page two I read about my local school district changing the &lt;/a&gt;bus schedules to save money. Middle school children in one of the middle schools will now go from 7:30 am to 2 pm. The start time being changed to earlier by thirty minutes. With this change middle school kids and high school kids will be on the same buses, hence saving money. Four elementary schools will also be changed to any earlier time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on page 7 in the same paper, I see an article on how even starting school 1/2 hour later can make huge performance changes in teenagers. "Giving students 30 extra minutes to start their school day lead to more alertness in class, better moods, less tardiness and even healthier breakfasts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does anyone on my West Chester Area School board even think about the health of the students and how to make the school day more productive for them? Does not seem so. Why does the school day have to start so early?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If school started later, kids might be able to walk or bike to school. Kids would have time for breakfast. Kids will be rested and more fit. With more sleep, more exericse and better food, a child's school day could be a whole new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why do this? Let's start them earlier and earlier to save money and make life easier for adults. And then let's all complain about students' poor performance and behavior in school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1380338162962462044?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1380338162962462044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1380338162962462044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1380338162962462044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1380338162962462044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/07/are-we-this-stupid.html' title='are we this stupid?'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TDMlpCvXICI/AAAAAAAAHfE/oWG7wrrYa4M/s72-c/school-bus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-7983762166208680845</id><published>2010-07-03T18:25:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T09:12:30.404-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chester Valley Trail'/><title type='text'>if you build it they will come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TDHaMqqYsfI/AAAAAAAAHe8/1hVDdy73P1g/s1600/IMGP2819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TDHaMqqYsfI/AAAAAAAAHe8/1hVDdy73P1g/s400/IMGP2819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490409331886698994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the roads to the Chester Valley Trail, rt 30, rider must turn left if coming from the west&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chester County is currently building  the &lt;a href="http://dsf.chesco.org/ccparks/cwp/view.asp?a=1552&amp;amp;q=621764"&gt;Chester  Valley Trail.&lt;/a&gt; This Trail will link Exton, PA with Norristown and  the Schuylkill River Trail. This trail was envisioned in 1990 when  traffic was not as bad as it is now on the many roads of Chester County.  The CVT crosses many roads on its way to Norristown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I  traveled by car to see some of the road crossings.  This trail crosses  heavily used back roads in and around Frazer and north towards King of  Prussia. Most trails are built away from roads and provide safe places  for families and novices to bike and run. The CVT does not. This trail  traverses through busy areas and has to cross multiple roads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  Chester Valley trail will attract many riders. Because once built, folks  will flock to it. Of the three Chester County Commissioners, Carol  Aichele, has been dominant in getting this trail completed. It sat in  limbo for over 15 years.  In her zest to complete this project I am not  sure all the dangerous road crossings have been given enough thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  trail has the potential to move Chester County into the greenest county  around. This trail goes through very high density areas and will  ultimately connect the western suburbs with Philadelphia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for  now, the trail has some obvious shortcomings which I hope can be  corrected over time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This trail will currently start on N Ship  Road. There is no parking there. The only way to get to it is to bike  along Rt 30, a busy highway and then bike along Ship Road. Ship Road is a  poor, poor road for cyclists. No shoulders and it is a busy cut through  road for commuters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The trail crosses at least four busy  roads; Ship Road, Phoenixville Pike, Mill Road and Rt 410.&lt;br /&gt;The trail  will eventually have to cross rt 29 and make its way through a large  proposed shopping center. Some communites are placing signage but a  better alternative would be traffic lights on Rt 401 and Rt 29.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  There is no access to this trail on Church Road which has a wonderful  overpass for the trail but alas there is no way to get on it. Church  Road serves a huge population that would love access to the trail. Their  only alternative is to get on Swedesford Road and make their way to  another access point. Again, Swedesford Road is a poor road for  cyclists. No shoulders and lots of curves and hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. This  trail is being built from King of Prussia back to Exton hence making  access in the Exton area near impossible if cyclists are fearful of Rt  30 and Ship Road. The access from Exton is Phase 3 and I understand this  phase is years away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Access from heavily populated  Downingtown, West Chester and Coatesville is near impossible unless you  are able to bike on 4 lane highways and narrow back roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  There are virtually no safe roads for future commuters to make their way  to this trail and on to their places of employment. This should be the  final goal of this trail. Making it a viable way to commute to work for  suburban folks. We see lots of bike lanes and access in inner cities but  almost nothing exists for the suburbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The potential for this  trail to be a one of kind commuting route for  suburban folks is unbelievable.  Not only can folks get to King of Prussia but can go on to Conshocken,  Norristown and Philadelphia. Bike commuting has been nothing short of  hazardous for suburbanites; four lane highways and no safe routes.The  trail can be something Pennsylvania and Chester County can showcase as a  way to make living in the suburbs livable in terms of being able to  bike commute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am asking the Chester County Commissioners  to keep going with this trail. Just building the trail is not enough.  Think safe routes to the trail. Bike lanes and bike friendly shoulders  would be a good first step. Parking at trail heads for weekdays. Right  now the trail is depending on weekend parking in business parks. Not a  good option for weekday commuters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plowing this trail during the  winter is another way to keep folks commuting. Keeping the trail clear  of downed trees and litter would also go a long way to making commuting  doable.  And getting the trail finished all the way to Downingtown helps  keep this trail available as a commuting route for folks in Coatesville  trying to get to work in Exton.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-7983762166208680845?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/7983762166208680845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=7983762166208680845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7983762166208680845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7983762166208680845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-you-build-it-they-will-come_03.html' title='if you build it they will come'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TDHaMqqYsfI/AAAAAAAAHe8/1hVDdy73P1g/s72-c/IMGP2819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-4742960451248156029</id><published>2010-07-03T14:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T14:55:52.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>new bike  from Spectrum and Tom Kellogg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TC-HccvTLyI/AAAAAAAAHeY/TCxdmHYA0gA/s1600/IMGP2807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TC-HccvTLyI/AAAAAAAAHeY/TCxdmHYA0gA/s400/IMGP2807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489755393608593186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Titanium Custom Fit bike from Spectrum, with the Ultegra Triple Crank, it does not get any sweeter than this!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-4742960451248156029?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/4742960451248156029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=4742960451248156029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4742960451248156029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4742960451248156029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-bike-from-spectrum-and-tom-kellogg.html' title='new bike  from Spectrum and Tom Kellogg'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TC-HccvTLyI/AAAAAAAAHeY/TCxdmHYA0gA/s72-c/IMGP2807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-4113088577018404769</id><published>2010-07-02T12:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T12:09:23.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what an idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TC4O9m9iN-I/AAAAAAAAHb4/gebwztNyO8E/s1600/IMGP1801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TC4O9m9iN-I/AAAAAAAAHb4/gebwztNyO8E/s400/IMGP1801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489341447404664802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know this guy, let him know he is one first class idiot!! Not only does he have shaved legs and NO HELMET, he was talking on his cell phone. One big wet noodle directed at this guy.  I have seen him before and he bikes with a guy who also wears no helmet and is always dressed in blue. Make sure to hassle them if you see them on the road.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-4113088577018404769?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/4113088577018404769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=4113088577018404769' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4113088577018404769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4113088577018404769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-idiot.html' title='what an idiot'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TC4O9m9iN-I/AAAAAAAAHb4/gebwztNyO8E/s72-c/IMGP1801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-6465486683086438521</id><published>2010-06-20T06:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T07:05:38.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trails are now cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TB31z8U6fCI/AAAAAAAAHOE/V5qM7XzmoHo/s1600/26410_117388611614146_110191832333824_208977_2622229_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TB31z8U6fCI/AAAAAAAAHOE/V5qM7XzmoHo/s400/26410_117388611614146_110191832333824_208977_2622229_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484810193923111970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Chester Valley Trail, completion date 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In Chester County, the Commissioners have been trying for over 20 years to build a trail from West Chester ultimately connecting with the famous Schuylkill River Trail. This trail would enable Chester Countians the ability to bike from West Chester all the way into center city Philadelphia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the late 80s and 90s, folks who lived near these proposed trails objected. No one wanted a trail near their home and many believed the trails would bring in criminals. The Chester Valley Trail almost died a near death after 9/11 as the companies near the trail feared terrorists using the trails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the&lt;a href="http://www.dailylocal.com/articles/2010/06/20/news/srv0000008593830.txt"&gt; Daily Local News&lt;/a&gt;, local trails are now hot, hot. hot. Folks now want these trails near their homes.  My county has many trails in the planning stages. Folks in government finally  figured out that trails make a county appealing and bring in money. They are now a selling point for a community.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-6465486683086438521?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/6465486683086438521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=6465486683086438521' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6465486683086438521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6465486683086438521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/06/trails-are-now-cool.html' title='Trails are now cool'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TB31z8U6fCI/AAAAAAAAHOE/V5qM7XzmoHo/s72-c/26410_117388611614146_110191832333824_208977_2622229_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-3761873242601576465</id><published>2010-06-17T12:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T12:42:00.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'>get a happy horn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TBpP2gMLsNI/AAAAAAAAHN8/KyIweHheUGc/s1600/31DRX723NFL._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TBpP2gMLsNI/AAAAAAAAHN8/KyIweHheUGc/s400/31DRX723NFL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483783294049562834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out biking today with a fella who has a cute squeaky horn on his bike. Every time he gave it a squeeze, it elicited a happy smile from pedestrians and those near us. It not only has a very cute squeak but it seems to help ease the tensions between cyclists and motorists and pedestrians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go buy yourself a happy horn and give it a toot! Wait for happy smiles of those who hear it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-3761873242601576465?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/3761873242601576465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=3761873242601576465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3761873242601576465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3761873242601576465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/06/get-happy-horn.html' title='get a happy horn'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TBpP2gMLsNI/AAAAAAAAHN8/KyIweHheUGc/s72-c/31DRX723NFL._SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-7203537665423155362</id><published>2010-06-09T18:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T18:32:13.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Transportation SUCKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TBAVacJnuCI/AAAAAAAAHN0/8tnpzF3GCX8/s1600/preston.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 74px; height: 103px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TBAVacJnuCI/AAAAAAAAHN0/8tnpzF3GCX8/s400/preston.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480904290487220258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good luck finding this guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I live in the suburbs, about 30 miles from center city Philadelphia. I am not out in the boondocks. I want to ride Amtrak to New York.  I want to use public transportation. I want to leave my car at home. Sounds like a good idea, right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well try getting Amtrak to actually sell you a ticket. I go online and order 2 tickets. I have to make a change, so I call Amtrak. Unbeknownst to me, the agent forgets to mark, MAIL TICKETS. Six days later I call Amtrak as my trip is 2 days away and I have no tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amtrak is stuck.  I am put on hold for several minutes. Finally a customer service person tells me to call the day of travel, a Saturday (like I actually believe someone is going to answer the phone) and tell customer service to call Harrisburg and remind them to print my tickets. Yes, I just said, remind the ticket office to print my tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this plan sounds downright flaky. I ask the woman on the phone, how do I get paper tickets before my day of travel? Well I can now drive, yes, DRIVE 20 minutes to the nearest train station that has a train ticket office and see if I can get my tickets there. I can only hope the person at the ticket window has some means to verify that I have already paid for 2 round trip tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amtrak is a government run agency. God help us. Why does Amtrak have no way for folks to print tickets online? How come there is no way to buy a ticket except from one train station that has very limited hrs? It is never opened on weekends or holidays. You are stuck if you want to get somewhere on Amtrak on a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only option is to take a SEPTA train to Philly and then try and coordinate a trip to New York from the Philly station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the woman on the phone why we cannot print out a bar code and simply take that to the train. She said, well they are working on it but it will be a while before the right equipment can be purchased to make this possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine an airlines doing this?? Making it near impossible to buy a ticket unless you lived near the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIDCULOUS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-7203537665423155362?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/7203537665423155362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=7203537665423155362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7203537665423155362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7203537665423155362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/06/public-transportation-sucks.html' title='Public Transportation SUCKS'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TBAVacJnuCI/AAAAAAAAHN0/8tnpzF3GCX8/s72-c/preston.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-5498257726558975343</id><published>2010-06-06T17:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:19:11.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Rant to parents with kids on bikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TAwPqYNlt0I/AAAAAAAAHNo/EZmDZl3caDE/s1600/obama+no+helmet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TAwPqYNlt0I/AAAAAAAAHNo/EZmDZl3caDE/s400/obama+no+helmet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479772067331422018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TAwPfKgdHrI/AAAAAAAAHNg/OCcqRzU2JKw/s1600/obama+no+helmet.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;no, I did not see Obama but I saw a dad just like him above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was heading out today for a nice bike ride. To get to my ride I have to go through my small hometown. I see waiting at a red light, a father on his bike, and his daughter on her bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice I think. EXCEPT the dad did not have a helmet. What is the thinking that goes into this decision?? Dad won't fall, only need to protect daughter as she is most likely to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how safe and protected in his daughter when this dad falls and is knocked unconscious?? What is the daughter going to do now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen this parent-no helmet/child-helmet combination many times. Once I saw a mother alone on a large bike trail with 2 kids, they had helmets, she did not. I did stop and ask her what her kids would do if she fell and was unconscious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on parents. Put the helmet on and go over some safety with your child. Carry a cell phone and make sure the daughter or child with you knows what to do in an emergency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-5498257726558975343?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/5498257726558975343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=5498257726558975343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5498257726558975343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5498257726558975343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/06/bike-rant-to-parents-with-kids-on-bikes.html' title='Bike Rant to parents with kids on bikes'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TAwPqYNlt0I/AAAAAAAAHNo/EZmDZl3caDE/s72-c/obama+no+helmet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-5361537198275082988</id><published>2010-05-31T18:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T18:40:54.637-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I rode the Peloton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TAQ6fkDCV1I/AAAAAAAAHNY/PbvUgGL2meU/s1600/peloton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TAQ6fkDCV1I/AAAAAAAAHNY/PbvUgGL2meU/s400/peloton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477567360716134226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am turning 60 shortly, I am on a bike from the 70s, although a very fine bike. It is a custom bike, steel frame and  has some new updates; compact crank and shifters on the handlebars. I have been riding for about 5 years. Never got much better. I would do a ride here and a ride there. This past year my youngest son came home (he is 26) and rides a lot. I got motivated and starting joining him on the road. I road all winter despite two huge snowstorms here in the Northeast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so what, you say. Well what I say is that if you want to improve your biking you do not need a trainer, nor do you need an indoor windtrainer. You do not have to go to spinning class at 6 am. You do not need to go out and bike fast. You do not have to go to some computer driven training class indoors. All a waste of time IMHO. You don't particularly need the best bike on the market. If I can ride a steel frame with only 14 gears  and manage to get better, your excuses will fall on deaf ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I decided to conquer my fears and went out with the B- group in my club. We did 47 miles. Biked from West Chester PA to Wilmington DE. The group was large and the group was moving. Somehow I managed to keep up and rode the fastest ride of my life. Plus it was hot today, almost 90 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming home I was actually in the peloton. Pumping away at over 20 mph. It was flat coming home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the point of this post? The post below talks about toxic people in a female's life. Family and friends telling her she cannot do this and cannot do that. Some of the people closest to us give us the most toxicity. In subtle ways, they will discourage you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me, my son is just the opposite. He is constantly telling me to "do it" and stop making excuses. In his own way, he motivated me to bike and to bike well. When I was in the heat of the peloton I could hear his voice in my head. Come on Lib, keep going, keep eating, keep drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prepared for the ride as I knew this group would not stop to snack. I had all my snacks in a triathlon food bag on my top tube. I could grab food as I biked. This was key. I carried 3 bottles filled with Gatorade, no water as it has no calories. I refilled the bottles at our big rest stop with apple juice and downed both again. Plus I carried a small bottle of water in my back pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older women can ride and older women can get BETTER. All I have done is bike. Nothing special, nothing fancy. If you own a bike and are reading this, WHAT IS your excuse???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-5361537198275082988?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/5361537198275082988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=5361537198275082988' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5361537198275082988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5361537198275082988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-rode-peloton.html' title='I rode the Peloton'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/TAQ6fkDCV1I/AAAAAAAAHNY/PbvUgGL2meU/s72-c/peloton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-6323100764875146861</id><published>2010-05-16T18:09:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:58:04.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>chicks and biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S_VL8NIMxMI/AAAAAAAAHK0/zJDsIw9McgA/s1600/CCCC08001s004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S_VL8NIMxMI/AAAAAAAAHK0/zJDsIw9McgA/s400/CCCC08001s004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473364419826992322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I heard about a young cyclist in my bike club, Julia.  Julia has progressed from a beginner rider on a Craig's List bike and one pair of bike shorts to a seasoned veteran winning her first Crit and Road Race on a new and better bike. Julia did this in one year. I saw Julia out biking the other day when I was out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia has gone from average cyclist to top-notch cyclists. How did she do this?? How did Julia manage to avoid all the toxic naysayers in a female's life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in my local bike store the other day. I see a fit teenage girl with her dad. The bike store clerk is showing her some big awful hybrid bike. Her dad says she will not bike much, probably never do anything other than bike trails or beach boardwalk biking. Store clerk agrees. I could not resist. I say,"buy her the best bike you can afford, a road bike and get her biking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out biking a few days ago and see a wife and husband biking. Again, the wife is on some horrible bike struggling like crazy to climb a small hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I bike with my chick friends, I often hear the ladies denigrating themselves. I am too fat to bike fast. I am out of shape. I cannot go up that hill. It never ends. Toxic negativity. Toxic negativity from their husbands and boyfriends. Toxic folks telling them they cannot be a better rider, toxic folks telling them not to upgrade their bikes. I was riding with a fellow about 42 years old. I asked him where his wife was. He said she cannot ride on these roads, she is too afraid. Apparently he is not afraid  yet he is quick to say his wife is. I don't get this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much naysaying. Always the negative thoughts that getting as good as Julia did is something of an anomaly. Only some athletic chick can do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see more chicks doing what Julia has done. I would like to see chicks taking up the sport of biking and doing more than ride your hybrid at the beach. My county, Chester, in PA seems to have lots of female cyclists. My bike club supports chicks hoping to get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My club offers many levels of rides and goes out of its way to encourage women to ride and for women to get better. Despite my county doing little to support biking in terms of on road amenities such as no shoulders, and when and if there are shoulders, they are filled with gravel and tree debris, the numbers of female cyclists I see on the roads of Chester County is definitely growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to the women in my county hitting the roads on good road bikes and doing it often on solo rides.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-6323100764875146861?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/6323100764875146861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=6323100764875146861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6323100764875146861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6323100764875146861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/05/chicks-and-biking.html' title='chicks and biking'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S_VL8NIMxMI/AAAAAAAAHK0/zJDsIw9McgA/s72-c/CCCC08001s004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-7246660477559674635</id><published>2010-05-04T17:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T18:22:44.972-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safety'/><title type='text'>To boost urban bicycling, figure out what women want</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S-CdQjvvpHI/AAAAAAAAHKQ/myEnA9tkrY4/s1600/getting-more-bicyclists-on-the-road_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S-CdQjvvpHI/AAAAAAAAHKQ/myEnA9tkrY4/s400/getting-more-bicyclists-on-the-road_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467542855426745458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;CYCLE TRACK&lt;/b&gt;, here along New York City's Ninth Avenue, keeps  bicyclists physically separated from motor vehicle traffic. Such designs  make riding safer and could boost the number of women cyclists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scientificamerican.com/article.cfm?id=getting-more-bicyclists-on-the-road"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Monica  Bradley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://www.scientificamerican.com/article.cfm?id=getting-more-bicyclists-on-the-road"&gt;Scientific American&lt;/a&gt;, a good barometer of a community's bike friendliness is the number of women actually biking. The article states that women want a good infrastructure and safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the article - "Women are considered an “indicator species” for bike-friendly cities for  several reasons. First, studies across disciplines as disparate as  criminology and child ­rearing have shown that women are more averse to  risk than men. In the cycling arena, that risk aversion translates into  increased demand for safe bike infrastructure as a prerequisite for  riding. Women also do most of the child care and household shopping,  which means these bike routes need to be organized around practical  urban destinations to make a difference."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was out biking today in Chester County, PA and doing a solo ride. While out enjoying the scenery I was struck by the fact that I saw so many other ladies out doing the same thing. I saw well over 10 other ladies, most age 50 or older, out biking on roads with no shoulders, no bike lanes and often resurfaced with the worst material known to mankind; tar and chip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped and and talked to 3 ladies that I knew but again was amazed at how many ladies felt safe and bold enough to bike on roads. Most times communities think women will only bike on bike trails or in bike lanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from what I saw today, I can only conclude that Chester County is making headway in the biking arena.  This progress is astounding considering that my county and state have not contributed one iota to this growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My state of PA has done nothing in my county to make biking fun and safe. As I said, we have no shoulders, no bike lanes and no provisions at all to make biking safe. Plus my state dumps tons of gravel and tar on all the roads to resurface them. Why my state uses this awful material is anybody's guess? I hear the old argument that they cannot afford a better material but my neighboring state of Delaware manages to pave all of their roads with macadam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This growth of the female biking demographic in my county is apparently being pushed by the women themselves. They feel safe and they want to bike. AND they ARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a pleasure for me, who has been biking for over 20 years to finally see other like-minded ladies out on the roads. We all waved to each other and felt good seeing each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So despite NO infrastructure, ( I had to take a pee pee behind a tree) the women in my county are hitting the roads and biking. YIPPEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-7246660477559674635?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/7246660477559674635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=7246660477559674635' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7246660477559674635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7246660477559674635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/05/to-boost-urban-bicycling-figure-out.html' title='To boost urban bicycling, figure out what women want'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S-CdQjvvpHI/AAAAAAAAHKQ/myEnA9tkrY4/s72-c/getting-more-bicyclists-on-the-road_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-107234607405735340</id><published>2010-05-03T08:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T08:58:56.669-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two fabulous charity rides coming in Chester County PA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S97IcgF-BDI/AAAAAAAAHKI/bZA40Zt5WqQ/s1600/cow+-+internet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 336px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S97IcgF-BDI/AAAAAAAAHKI/bZA40Zt5WqQ/s400/cow+-+internet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467027389651223602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Pedal to Preserve Logo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those reading my blog who are not local residents of Chester County PA, consider signing up for these two rides. Both rides start in Chester County.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first ride,&lt;a href="http://www.cccride.com/"&gt; Chester County Cancer Challenge,&lt;/a&gt; starts in the borough of West Chester, PA. The event is May 23, starts at 8 am. This is a hilly ride and goes through some of the nicest horse country you will ever see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second ride is the &lt;a href="http://www.lancasterfarmlandtrust.org/PedaltoPreserve/index.html"&gt;Pedal to Preserve&lt;/a&gt;. This ride is June 5. This ride starts in Chester County but heads into Lancaster County. If you want to see the PA Dutch up close and personal, this ride is for you. The ride weaves in and around many many PA Dutch Farms and highlights all the preserved farms as well. Children wave from their front porches as you pass by. I rate this ride as the " best of this area." It is flat and just beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are looking for a travel weekend, pick one of these rides and come visit Chester County.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-107234607405735340?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/107234607405735340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=107234607405735340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/107234607405735340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/107234607405735340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/05/two-fabulous-charity-rides-coming-in.html' title='Two fabulous charity rides coming in Chester County PA'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S97IcgF-BDI/AAAAAAAAHKI/bZA40Zt5WqQ/s72-c/cow+-+internet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1592997722892278926</id><published>2010-05-01T18:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T18:41:31.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the finest bike shorts made</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S9yttMBVgWI/AAAAAAAAHJ4/sfeA97Jajtg/s1600/medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S9yttMBVgWI/AAAAAAAAHJ4/sfeA97Jajtg/s400/medium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466435039553487202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have ordered and bought the Terry T short for years and years. Have worn them for almost 20 years, so I have seen many shorts come and go from Terry. I have worn Pearl Izumi too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.terrybicycles.com/product/detail/1872/current/t-short-regular"&gt;T short&lt;/a&gt; comes in short, regular and long and plus size. What other bike company offers this kind of selection? I bought a new pair this year, first in about 3 years. This year's bike short is made of the most fabulous material. The chamois is spectacular. Soft and breathable. When you bike in these shorts, you do not even feel like you have shorts on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fabric breathes so well, even in today's 90 degree heat, I was comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HIGHLY recommend these shorts. Buy one size smaller as the fabric is stretchy. The only problem with Terry is that they have a very strict return policy. So if the shorts do not fit, get them right back and ask for the right size.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1592997722892278926?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1592997722892278926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1592997722892278926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1592997722892278926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1592997722892278926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/05/finest-bike-shorts-made.html' title='the finest bike shorts made'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S9yttMBVgWI/AAAAAAAAHJ4/sfeA97Jajtg/s72-c/medium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-2254889598178707385</id><published>2010-04-29T13:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T14:01:02.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'>chester county at its finest</title><content type='html'>The horse farm below houses over 100 horses and is expecting over 25 foals. It appears as if 15 or so have been born. Some were too far away to get pics of. The goats were a different farm. But when I stopped on my bike they all started up towards me. One had a bell that kept ringing. 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Where and how to pee when biking long distances with few trees or woods and no stores or restrooms along the way?? What do chicks do?? DO we risk mooning the cars going by when we squat behind a tree?? Our chubby cheeks out for all to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some products I found on the Net. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20onblur=%22try%20%7Bparent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully%28%29;%7D%20catch%28e%29%20%7B%7D%22%20href=%22http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S9dW3a6htdI/AAAAAAAAHGs/do0eZUd4HO0/s1600/41FzDXL%2BmJL._SL500_AA300_.jpg%22%3E%3Cimg%20style=%22display:%20block;%20margin:%200px%20auto%2010px;%20text-align:%20center;%20cursor:%20pointer;%20width:%20300px;%20height:%20300px;%22%20src=%22http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S9dW3a6htdI/AAAAAAAAHGs/do0eZUd4HO0/s400/41FzDXL%2BmJL._SL500_AA300_.jpg%22%20alt=%22%22%20id=%22BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464932182954980818%22%20border=%220%22%20/%3E%3C/a%3E"&gt;GO GIRL Female Urination &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S9dW3a6htdI/AAAAAAAAHGs/do0eZUd4HO0/s1600/41FzDXL%2BmJL._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S9dW3a6htdI/AAAAAAAAHGs/do0eZUd4HO0/s400/41FzDXL%2BmJL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464932182954980818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pmateusa.com/buynow.html"&gt;P-Mate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S9dX0RzU1wI/AAAAAAAAHG0/kpmWgE6hM34/s1600/4162gOkTwOL._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S9dX0RzU1wI/AAAAAAAAHG0/kpmWgE6hM34/s400/4162gOkTwOL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464933228480878338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-2499175096128646592?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/2499175096128646592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=2499175096128646592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2499175096128646592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2499175096128646592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/04/pee-standing-up.html' title='Pee Standing Up'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S9dW3a6htdI/AAAAAAAAHGs/do0eZUd4HO0/s72-c/41FzDXL%2BmJL._SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-5067519600161107579</id><published>2010-04-25T14:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T14:38:49.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>post UMLY Triathlon Meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S9SLy5OtKAI/AAAAAAAAHGk/DPqQEBXjUT0/s1600/ekhr_mac_n_cheese_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S9SLy5OtKAI/AAAAAAAAHGk/DPqQEBXjUT0/s400/ekhr_mac_n_cheese_lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464145954379474946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most folks after a big race or bike ride, head to the local Iron Hill and down a few brews and munch on a pizza. I decided to make a much better and healthier option for my son who did the race this morning in a cold cold rainy drizzle. He also biked to the race and after competing in the rain, had to climb back on the bike and pedal 12 miles to get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked this up for my son and added 2 things to the recipe. First, a  large head of broccoli. I simply chopped it and tossed it in raw and second, I used whole wheat organic macaroni. I put one layer of macaroni, add broccoli and then pour half of the cheese mixture, add the rest of the macaroni and pour on the remaining cheese mixture. This also keeps well and reheats well. Divide up into portion sizes and put it in plastic ware to enjoy on another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/ellie-krieger/macaroni-and-4-cheeses-recipe/index.html"&gt;Macaroni and 4  Cheeses&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;p&gt;2005, Ellie Krieger, All rights reserved&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;div class="recipe-summary clrfix"&gt;         &lt;dl class="serves"&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Serves:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="yield"&gt;8 servings&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;h2&gt;Ingredients&lt;/h2&gt;   &lt;!--concordance-begin--&gt;   &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;Cooking spray&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1 pound elbow macaroni&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;2 (10-ounce) packages frozen pureed winter  squash&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;2 cups 1 percent lowfat milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;4 ounces extra-sharp Cheddar, grated (about 1  1/3 cups)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;2 ounces Monterrey jack cheese, grated (about  2/3 cup)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1/2 cup part-skim ricotta cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1 teaspoon powdered mustard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1/8 teaspoon cayenne pepper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;2 tablespoons unseasoned bread crumbs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;2 tablespoons grated Parmesan &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1 teaspoon olive oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;!--concordance-end--&gt;   &lt;h2&gt;Directions&lt;/h2&gt;   &lt;p class="instructions"&gt; Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F. Coat a 9  by 13-inch baking pan with cooking spray.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="instructions"&gt;Bring a large pot of water to a boil. Add the  macaroni and cook until tender but firm, about 5 to 8 minutes. Drain and  transfer to a large bowl.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="instructions"&gt;Meanwhile, place the frozen squash and milk  into a large saucepan and cook over a low heat, stirring occasionally  and breaking up the squash with a spoon until it is defrosted. Turn the  heat up to medium and cook until the mixture is almost simmering,  stirring occasionally. Remove the pan from heat and stir in the Cheddar,  jack cheese, ricotta cheese, salt, mustard and cayenne pepper. Pour  cheese mixture over the macaroni and stir to combine. Transfer the  macaroni and cheese to the baking dish.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="instructions"&gt;Combine bread crumbs, Parmesan cheese and oil  in a small bowl. Sprinkle over the top of the macaroni and cheese. Bake  for 20 minutes, then broil for 3 minutes so the top is crisp and nicely  browned. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-5067519600161107579?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/5067519600161107579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=5067519600161107579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5067519600161107579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5067519600161107579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/04/post-umly-triathlon-meal.html' title='post UMLY Triathlon Meal'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S9SLy5OtKAI/AAAAAAAAHGk/DPqQEBXjUT0/s72-c/ekhr_mac_n_cheese_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-2553957610366900886</id><published>2010-04-17T13:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T13:21:45.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>how to get good in biking part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S8nuA0hWAFI/AAAAAAAAHAg/AXae9pXUtnY/s1600/IMGP2623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S8nuA0hWAFI/AAAAAAAAHAg/AXae9pXUtnY/s400/IMGP2623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461157721029345362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;passed these darling little animals this morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is no secret. You do not need to go to the spinning classes and spin your fanny off. This will not help in road biking. Throw your indoor trainer away. Don't go to some stupid computer driven training class. Waste of time and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is the secret?? Just do it for pete's sake. All I hear from other folks, I am too busy, I have other stuff to do, funny, the A riders don't seem to have these excuses and they all seem to have jobs and lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just bike, bike slow, bike fast, bike long, bike short. It simply does not matter. I am living proof of that. I am old, almost 60 and have seen probably better days but I am slowly getting better in biking. I am faster, I am stronger and I can finally stand up and pedal uphills with some kind of speed. Remember, I have fallen at least 3x times grinding to a complete halt on a steep hill. So I know what I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can get better, trust me anybody can. But you have to bike. Take a short spin after work. Take a short spin any time. You do not have to go out and hammer out 30-40 miles each time you ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-2553957610366900886?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/2553957610366900886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=2553957610366900886' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2553957610366900886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2553957610366900886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-to-get-good-in-biking-part-2.html' title='how to get good in biking part 2'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S8nuA0hWAFI/AAAAAAAAHAg/AXae9pXUtnY/s72-c/IMGP2623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-7671973603852651788</id><published>2010-04-06T08:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:02:38.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>how to get good in biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S7swkFz3jeI/AAAAAAAAG_c/sr1GD29lSU0/s1600/Bike_on_pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 372px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S7swkFz3jeI/AAAAAAAAG_c/sr1GD29lSU0/s400/Bike_on_pink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457008770082639330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My town recently had a bike shop open that promotes computer driven bike training programs. Many folks go to spinning classes in an attempt to increase their biking prowess. I am not convinced any regimented training program does one ounce of good in terms of improving road biking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe the only way to improve your cycling skills is to get your butt on your bike and go out and bike. Bike slow, bike fast, bike short and bike long, it makes NO difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycling improves based on  your miles, plain and simple. I am a member of a local bike club. Who are the best cyclists in the club? The folks who bike tons and tons of miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are the C level riders slow? They do not bike much.  C riders do not get out as much as A riders.  C riders rarely bike through the winter months. Biking a few times a week during good weather will not improve your biking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now many of you do not care to improve and that is fine. You are a recreational rider. You enjoy occasional riding.  But if you do want to get better and faster, all you have to do is get on your bike and bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think improvement involves some fancy training program and this is the reason you shy away from it, change your thinking. Just get your bike out and get yourself on it and pedal away. Do 5 miles, do 30 miles, it makes no difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just get out and enjoy. Make the time, it is worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-7671973603852651788?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/7671973603852651788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=7671973603852651788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7671973603852651788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7671973603852651788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-to-get-good-in-biking.html' title='how to get good in biking'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S7swkFz3jeI/AAAAAAAAG_c/sr1GD29lSU0/s72-c/Bike_on_pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-8446803241789543026</id><published>2010-04-03T18:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T19:15:56.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>which is the healthier meal for your child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S7fLIoBTtdI/AAAAAAAAG_U/_Oh5wr7fT_Q/s1600/French_fries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S7fLIoBTtdI/AAAAAAAAG_U/_Oh5wr7fT_Q/s400/French_fries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456052822624941522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, you are presented with two meals: one is a processed chicken-like patty, deep fried on a white bun and big stack of processed French fries; the other is a 7 vegetable, pasta stir fry, real cooked chicken and fruit cup. Pick the healthiest meal, the one you would want your high school child to be eating in school. Give up??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lose, the meal designated most healthy and reimbursable by the US Federal government is the chicken mystery meat and fat soaked French fries. Why you ask, how can that be??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the veggie meal according to the dietitian employed by the Huntingtown WVA school district says so. She says the veggie meal does not have 1 1/4 cup vegetables. Again, how can this be? Well it sure DOES BE, the French fries count as 1 1/4 cup veggies, so the dietitian says the veggie meal is not reimbursable, whatever the heck that means. I don't know if the Federal government sends the schools so much set monies for reimbursable meals. I have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, the dietitian, with a straight face, bad mouthed the healthy veggie meal and preferred the French fry, chicken mush meal. I swear, the school cafeteria could have piled "doggie do" on the plate and put French fries next to it and the dietitian would have been just as happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has lost her ability to think. She follows ridiculous Federal guidelines and come hell or high water, she is meeting those guidelines. Her degree in nutrition is a waste of money. She is not using it. All she is doing is following guidelines. We could hire Bonzo, the monkey, to perform her job. She is complaining that there is not enough money to retrain the lunch ladies to cook from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I got a wild idea, why not fire the dietitian, cuz from I can see, she is worthless. Her brain has gone to mush. She reminded me of the postal worker I met the other day. I was mailing an envelope that needed to be weighed. With a straight face, the postal worker recites the mantra, "is there anything perishable, flammable, liquid or explosive in that envelope?" Just doing and saying what the Federal government tells them to say regardless of whether it even makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The public school system is not able to function anymore. The employees cannot think anymore. No one can evaluate anything anymore. There is a show right now on ABC called the Food Revolution. Not only is the TV show a sad portrait of the school cafeteria, it is a sad portrait of just how bad entrenched government workers have become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can excuse the postal worker, his incompetence is not really hurting anyone but the incompetence of the the school employees, including the lunch ladies and dietitian IS hurting our children. Watch the show, trust me, not only will you be enlightened about how America is brainwashing our kids to eat processed food but you will see "stuck in cement" school administrators unable to think without their guidelines rule books attached to them at the hip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-8446803241789543026?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/8446803241789543026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=8446803241789543026' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8446803241789543026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8446803241789543026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/04/which-is-healthier-meal-for-your-child.html' title='which is the healthier meal for your child'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S7fLIoBTtdI/AAAAAAAAG_U/_Oh5wr7fT_Q/s72-c/French_fries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-8920119449143450139</id><published>2010-04-03T16:51:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T18:24:46.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Livable streets, heck, they are not even driveable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S7ewFcrRA5I/AAAAAAAAG_M/TU9PCm1Q4HU/s1600/pothole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S7ewFcrRA5I/AAAAAAAAG_M/TU9PCm1Q4HU/s400/pothole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456023081226142610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Ann Arbor this past week and drove there from the Philadelphia area. If you want to see the "Rust Belt" up close and personal, drive through Pittsburgh, Cleveland, Toledo, and Detroit. Some of you young folks might not be familiar with the term 'rust belt'. Think of the cities I just mentioned and  you can pretty much figure out the term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to my point of livable versus driveable streets. Ann Arbor was awarded a silver medal from the &lt;a href="http://www.bikeleague.org/programs/bicyclefriendlyamerica/"&gt;League of American Cyclists&lt;/a&gt;. For the life of me, I cannot figure out why. I would rate the roads in Ann Arbor worse than the worst roads in Pittsburgh. Not only are they littered with hodge podge patchwork, and potholes, the curbs are actually crumbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bike lanes were narrow and covered with the crumbling curbs. The edges of all the roads have many awful patches of tar and what not, you would need a mountain bike to ride on them. I noticed the U of Michigan kids were biking on the sidewalks. You cannot blame them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son was moving out of his apartment in Ann Arbor. Ann Arbor is apparently spending what little tax revenues they have on recycling. To get rid of his junk and old furniture was an adventure in the world of recyling. We finally find the landfill, you must pay to drop your stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a gazillion bags of everything. They ask us, do you have recyclable textiles, old clothes, glass, metal and the list went on and on. We lied, we had too, there was no way I was unpacking all the bags to separate the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next trip, we did better, we had cardboard and went inside the big garage to recycle it. They had bins for white paper, colored paper, paperback books, hard back books and it went on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had furniture with us as well. We were instructed where to take  it. So another trip to another part of town to dump furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my son and I joked, Ann Arbor is spending a ton of money on recycling, yet their infrastructure is falling apart and no one even notices it. The tax base is so depleted in Ann Arbor since Pfizer closed its plant (Viagra went generic), so Ann Arbor has little money and it is obvious to the non Ann Arborian that the roads are literally crumbling. I guess when you live there, you do not notice. Another way Ann Arbor is attempting to raise money, ( taxes are so high, they cannot raise them anymore) is to lower the speed limit on main roads and highways and then fine the living daylights out of the unsuspecting motorist. It got to be a joke seeing all the cars pulled over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michigan has a good state wide park system, I am not sure how well maintained they are at this time and Michigan probably spent a bundle making these parks. But Michigan and Ann Arbor and many cities in the 'rust belt' are losing their infrastructure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green is good and recycling is good but someone please tell Michigan, your roads are a mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-8920119449143450139?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/8920119449143450139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=8920119449143450139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8920119449143450139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8920119449143450139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/04/livable-streets-heck-they-are-not-even.html' title='Livable streets, heck, they are not even driveable'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S7ewFcrRA5I/AAAAAAAAG_M/TU9PCm1Q4HU/s72-c/pothole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-3273612308392503775</id><published>2010-03-22T19:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:08:13.824-04:00</updated><title type='text'>we're doomed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S6gF6Fpw82I/AAAAAAAAG_E/G5QtAN74-Qc/s1600-h/chicken-nuggets-82710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S6gF6Fpw82I/AAAAAAAAG_E/G5QtAN74-Qc/s400/chicken-nuggets-82710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451613844439888738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC is &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/watch/jamie-olivers-food-revolution/250784/254757/episode-101"&gt;starting a series about a food revolution&lt;/a&gt;. Jamie Oliver, a British foodie, goes to Huntington WVA. This town was designated as the most unhealthy place in the USA. The residents are the fattest and most unhealthy in the country. Jamie travels to the town and tries to start the food revolution. He decides to start in the schools first. Keep in mind, any one reading this blog, your kids right now are getting the same food as the kids in Huntington. All of this processed food is being made expressly for school cafeterias. They ALL buy it. They ALL serve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the real kicker in this show is how it unintentionally highlights in bright neon lights all that is wrong with public education today. Once a rule book gets written and in this case it is the USA government food experts writing the food rule book, there is no one one in any school district who would dare challenge it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food served to today's kids is nothing but processed food. Even the mashed potatoes are artificial. The menu is pizza, chicken nuggets and fat and salt and colored milk. The kids throw most of it away. Tons of food gets made, tons gets thrown out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of this food is provided by government subsidies, this is YOUR MONEY. These are your children and grandchildren eating this hydrogenated fatty food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie goes on to visit a mother and her four overweight children. The mother is also overweight. What shocked me was the startling contrast between this mom's reaction to Jamie and the school's reaction to Jamie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is all set to throw out her bad food, and the kids are more than willing to eat the good food. The whole family is happy and jumps at the chance to fix their food and cooking. The kids want to exercise and the kids want to eat better, nary a contrary word is uttered by this overweight family. They readily admit they need help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash back to sour puss Alice, the school head cook, a million tons of dynamite would not get that woman to change her mind about her food. She is right. She does not care that the food is terrible. She does her job, never questioning whether it is good food or not. The rule book says make this today, and god forbid, Alice makes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many who read this blog are proponents of biking and walking. Many support safe routes to schools, bike trails and places for exercise. Walkable cities, livable communities. This is all fine and good but it is not the solution to the overweight unhealthy culture we now live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem and solution lies in the food industry and what it is doing to us. Someone decided at some point that there was going to be a market for artificial eggs, potatoes and meat.  And that that there was gonna be big money in it. Folks are making a ton of money selling "fake" food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids cannot even recognize real food. The kids in Huntington could not even recognize tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;Mothers have been brainwashed to buy the fake food, advertising has done its job. Jamie is correct to start in the schools but the cooks and administrators in Huntington WVA are firmly stuck in the congealing fake potatoes and yes, if not poured quickly, the fake potatoes turn to cement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice Jamie, go back to the moms, they are willing to learn, willing to change and willing to save their kids. I have never met a mom that did not want the best for her children and moms are willing to take help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/watch/jamie-olivers-food-revolution/250784/254757/episode-101"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-3273612308392503775?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/3273612308392503775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=3273612308392503775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3273612308392503775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3273612308392503775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/03/were-doomed.html' title='we&apos;re doomed'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S6gF6Fpw82I/AAAAAAAAG_E/G5QtAN74-Qc/s72-c/chicken-nuggets-82710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-4308747493510905617</id><published>2010-03-11T18:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T19:20:47.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a stellar ride today</title><content type='html'>It was an overcast day here in Chester County but nonetheless, a great day for biking with little to no wind and temps in the 50s. I left around 9:30 am and there were few cars on the roads. I traveled over quiet, scenic roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First leg on the ride I spotted the illusive blue bird, my second sighting this spring. Coming home I was passing a well known horse farm in my area and saw one of the stable workers walking along the road. I stopped and asked when the foals were coming. Much to my surprise she said one was born already and was just 2 days old. She said turn around and see little Sophie. A 2 day old baby horse, running around its mother. Beyond cute and worth stopping to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This horse farms houses over 100 horses and expects 30 foals this spring. It is quite the sight. I often see cyclists out in pace lines or heads down as they race along the roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes slowing down to smell the roses is a good thing. Sometimes it is more than the miles and speed, sometimes it is just looking around and appreciating the fact that you are on a bike and not at work, and that you have the health to enjoy the activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S5mIpFR13-I/AAAAAAAAG-4/u3_4ckbFD5w/s1600-h/RS_PL_BLhorse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S5mIpFR13-I/AAAAAAAAG-4/u3_4ckbFD5w/s400/RS_PL_BLhorse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447535463654350818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sorry, no pics as I forgot my camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-4308747493510905617?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/4308747493510905617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=4308747493510905617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4308747493510905617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4308747493510905617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/03/stellar-ride-today.html' title='a stellar ride today'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S5mIpFR13-I/AAAAAAAAG-4/u3_4ckbFD5w/s72-c/RS_PL_BLhorse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-7674728527022607133</id><published>2010-03-11T14:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T14:19:21.234-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Terry brings jersey for women wanting more room</title><content type='html'>For many female cyclists, biking is something they do once in a while or only in the summers. These ladies are often looking for bike clothing that is wearable off road when they stop to shop or eat at a rest stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many female cyclists also like jerseys without elastic at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.terrybicycles.com/product/detail/1987/current/relaxed-jersey?kc=em20100311&amp;amp;utm_medium=email&amp;amp;utm_source=cpmaster&amp;amp;utm_campaign=em20100311"&gt;This jersey fits the bill.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S5lCCQ3bgpI/AAAAAAAAG-w/UAYgJfT2nZw/s1600-h/medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S5lCCQ3bgpI/AAAAAAAAG-w/UAYgJfT2nZw/s400/medium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447457830935954066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-7674728527022607133?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/7674728527022607133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=7674728527022607133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7674728527022607133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7674728527022607133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/03/terry-brings-jersey-for-women-wanting.html' title='Terry brings jersey for women wanting more room'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S5lCCQ3bgpI/AAAAAAAAG-w/UAYgJfT2nZw/s72-c/medium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1188216993440189251</id><published>2010-03-06T09:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T09:49:44.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>March 14 Bike Clinic and Ride Leader Meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S5JqebBD8GI/AAAAAAAAG-o/wH2KPdJ5LwY/s1600-h/5954480k_app1.eps_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S5JqebBD8GI/AAAAAAAAG-o/wH2KPdJ5LwY/s400/5954480k_app1.eps_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445531970325180514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March 14, Bike Clinic and Ride Leader Meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, my house, email me for details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:30 pm Bike Clinic, clean your bike, change a tire, get advice on how to maintain your bike and how to buy a bike, bring rags and chain lube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:00 pm, Ride Leader Meeting and Idea Sharing, Event Planning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring anyone you want, do not have to be a member of the WCCClub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn what to carry when on a bike ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1188216993440189251?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1188216993440189251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1188216993440189251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1188216993440189251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1188216993440189251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-14-bike-clinic-and-ride-leader.html' title='March 14 Bike Clinic and Ride Leader Meeting'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S5JqebBD8GI/AAAAAAAAG-o/wH2KPdJ5LwY/s72-c/5954480k_app1.eps_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1414071021071164794</id><published>2010-03-05T17:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T18:24:12.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chester County really is something for biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S5GSenWoqsI/AAAAAAAAG-Q/lDTbc16FxLQ/s1600-h/IMGP1631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S5GSenWoqsI/AAAAAAAAG-Q/lDTbc16FxLQ/s400/IMGP1631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445294479125293762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S5GSh9bPLDI/AAAAAAAAG-Y/paziTFmedAw/s1600-h/IMGP1634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S5GSh9bPLDI/AAAAAAAAG-Y/paziTFmedAw/s400/IMGP1634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445294536589782066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have managed to bike all 4 seasons in Chester County. All have their pluses. But I have to say, biking during the winter snow season has been a treat. We may not see this kind of snow again for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biking by snow banked creeks, frozen ponds and snow covered hills has been fun. Now as the snow starts to melt and the grass appears and ponds are habitable for the Canada geese, I await the spring flowers and GREEN trees. My son and I said that it will be nice to see some color other than brown and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We definitely have a "mud season" this year. The horse pastures are one huge mud pit. This must be tough on hoofs and make it hard to keep the barns clean. The baby foals are right around the corner though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1414071021071164794?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1414071021071164794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1414071021071164794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1414071021071164794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1414071021071164794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/03/chester-county-really-is-something-for.html' title='Chester County really is something for biking'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S5GSenWoqsI/AAAAAAAAG-Q/lDTbc16FxLQ/s72-c/IMGP1631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-7970927791592466707</id><published>2010-03-03T11:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T11:27:52.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>spring is sprunging this weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S46NnA4LyRI/AAAAAAAAG9s/zQofdR0DMx0/s1600-h/spring_flowers_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S46NnA4LyRI/AAAAAAAAG9s/zQofdR0DMx0/s400/spring_flowers_main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444444700927576338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out your bikes and get off of your backsides and join Ellen and Nancy and I for a 20 mile ride on Saturday. Leaving around 10:30 am, email me for details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been biking all winter so I am pumped to be able to bike without shoe covers and balaclavas and 2 pairs of gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.whiteclaybicycleclub.org/Events-WCBC/icicle.htm"&gt;Icicle Metric is March 27&lt;/a&gt;, my son and I and Eileen and Ron are planning on riding providing it does not rain. This is an inexpensive ride, so I will be registering that morning. Ride starts at U of Delaware. Sponsored rides are fun. Food and rest stops make it enjoyable. SO come on out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My custom bike is being built, not sure when I will have it as my builder is very popular and has a long line of bikes needing to be painted and built up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the no excuse season, join me in my goal to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; REACH 5000 MILES for 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-7970927791592466707?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/7970927791592466707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=7970927791592466707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7970927791592466707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/7970927791592466707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-is-sprunging-this-weekend.html' title='spring is sprunging this weekend'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S46NnA4LyRI/AAAAAAAAG9s/zQofdR0DMx0/s72-c/spring_flowers_main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-3864420461452899316</id><published>2010-03-02T08:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T08:48:46.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have always said, "put two men in a cycling group and you have a race, guaranteed!"</title><content type='html'>I have heard from some folks who think I am nuts to make way for cars on the road. Bikes have rights, bikes can be 2 abreast, bikes are just like cars. Make the cars have to take the oncoming lane to pass you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well from what I see, most car drivers are terrible. Running lights and stop signs, tailing too close and pretty much driving as if they are road kings and others had better move to the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see this same attitude with cyclists, I realize we have not evolved very far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a cyclist, if you did one kind thing on each of your bike rides, I am sure this would go a long way in changing the attitudes of the irate drivers. Pull over one time and flag a long line of cars ahead. Stop completely at stop signs and red lights. Ride single file at all times. There should never be a time when you bike 2 or more abreast. I bike with my son most times, and we never ride 2 abreast, EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate how hard it is to pass a long line of cyclists riding a pace line. My son lived in Florida and biked the AIA. He said he had to stop biking with the groups as the groups became just too dangerous. We both now either bike solo or with each other. Below is a video of a large bike group in FL on the AIA, the group is called Z Motion, watch the video and try to guess what made that lady so angry. Caution, the video contains foul language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be prejudiced when I talk about cyclists, but it appears to me that most of the dangerous biking takes place when large groups of men who ride in the A level groups, go out together, they take risks that they might not take if riding alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always said, "put two men in a group and you have a race, guaranteed!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe large group riding has become a problem for the cyclists and the cars. I believe we need to rethink this activity. I am not so sure it is a safe venture for clubs to promote. Small groups are OK providing the group remains aware of how they are impacting the safety of the cars.  What do you think??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REMEMBER VIDEO contains foul language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hit your mute button if offended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s4cvNs3rFhs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s4cvNs3rFhs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-3864420461452899316?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/3864420461452899316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=3864420461452899316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3864420461452899316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3864420461452899316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-always-said-put-two-men-in.html' title='I have always said, &quot;put two men in a cycling group and you have a race, guaranteed!&quot;'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-4700538957882049493</id><published>2010-03-01T16:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T17:05:52.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oprah's NO CELL PHONE ZONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4w6O5RYTLI/AAAAAAAAG9k/_NbmivjHnTI/s1600-h/no_cell_phones_while_driving_poster-p228730806325923689trma_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4w6O5RYTLI/AAAAAAAAG9k/_NbmivjHnTI/s400/no_cell_phones_while_driving_poster-p228730806325923689trma_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443790077150383282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Oprah today and her &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO CELL PHONE ZONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for cars is one pledge that everyone should take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no reason on the planet why you must talk on a phone while driving a 4000 lb machine. Jerry Seinfeld was Oprah's guest. He said something so true. If the phone rings, it cannot be important because the are calling YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have said many times, unless God is calling, no one and I repeat no one is worth risking your life, your kids' lives and possibly my life when I am biking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot talk on the phone and expect to be driving well. You are kidding yourself if you think you can drive and talk on a phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands free is a joke as well. NO CELL PHONES period in your call. Next time you reach for that phone, think of all the children and adults who have been killed by people JUST LIKE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-4700538957882049493?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/4700538957882049493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=4700538957882049493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4700538957882049493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4700538957882049493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/03/oprahs-no-cell-phone-zone.html' title='Oprah&apos;s NO CELL PHONE ZONE'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4w6O5RYTLI/AAAAAAAAG9k/_NbmivjHnTI/s72-c/no_cell_phones_while_driving_poster-p228730806325923689trma_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-6978843257738151525</id><published>2010-03-01T14:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T15:16:55.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>436 miles as of March 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4wTC8PpA6I/AAAAAAAAG9c/_KIeheH6FIc/s1600-h/mr-blue-bird-robert-pearson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4wTC8PpA6I/AAAAAAAAG9c/_KIeheH6FIc/s400/mr-blue-bird-robert-pearson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443746990836482978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the record breaking snow this February, I did not get out as much as I wanted. I have managed to bike Jan 1 Feb 1 and March 1. My son is around 1400 miles already, so the snow did not slow him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biking with snow cover is really quite beautiful especially by the numerous creeks we have here in Chester County. Today as I was coming home on  rt 162 approaching Embreeville Soccer fields I spotted a blue bird. SOOOOO pretty and so nice. Yes, Spring is right around the corner. The cacophony of chirping birds was something to hear today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The horses are venturing out and soon the Ketchup and Mustard Farm will have its foals. Last year the foals numbered in the 20s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going for 1000 miles by the end of March. Any time you want to bike, pop me an email and join me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-6978843257738151525?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/6978843257738151525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=6978843257738151525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6978843257738151525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6978843257738151525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/03/436-miles-as-of-march-1.html' title='436 miles as of March 1'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4wTC8PpA6I/AAAAAAAAG9c/_KIeheH6FIc/s72-c/mr-blue-bird-robert-pearson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-8352135844310062197</id><published>2010-02-25T18:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T18:24:49.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new bike store in WC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4cF_txOrGI/AAAAAAAAG9Q/zyVr_yhp410/s1600-h/logo_beans.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 81px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4cF_txOrGI/AAAAAAAAG9Q/zyVr_yhp410/s400/logo_beans.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442325266876509282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part of this news, &lt;a href="http://www.beansbikes.com/"&gt;Bean's Bikes&lt;/a&gt;, (of Paoli) has a female manager at this 2nd store. So all of us ladies can go in and ask for Kim if we want special help buying a bike or gear. Since men outnumber the chicks in the biking market, Beans was smart to put as one of the managers, a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beans 2nd bike store will be located at the old Hot Foot Cycles bike store. Beans Bike Store in Paoli is one fine bike shop and we can only hope this West Chester store thrives and stays in business. We really need a good bike store in West Chester and I have to think having a chick in the store is a great first step.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-8352135844310062197?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/8352135844310062197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=8352135844310062197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8352135844310062197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/8352135844310062197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-bike-store-in-wc.html' title='new bike store in WC'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4cF_txOrGI/AAAAAAAAG9Q/zyVr_yhp410/s72-c/logo_beans.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-9149667475582002483</id><published>2010-02-23T12:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T13:04:02.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF is this??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4QYZirc2nI/AAAAAAAAG8w/mj53yhr1rBc/s1600-h/large_dann03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4QYZirc2nI/AAAAAAAAG8w/mj53yhr1rBc/s400/large_dann03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441501076855249522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at my doctor's this morning, we got to talking about biking. Right away  I can see he wants to say something. He tells me about 2 cyclists, riding abreast, going fast and refusing to single up that he was forced to follow for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I hear about this one more time I am going to scream. Why do elite riders think they can ride however they wish? Their selfish behavior affects my safety on the road. My life on the road is affected by this type of riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I saw two riders from my own bike club biking side by side with cars behind them. As I stated below, the cycling hatred is never going to stop if the elite riders continue to feel somehow that they are privileged and can take up as much room as they want on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I am beginning to think that club sponsored large group rides are doing more harm than good.  These large groups are hard to pass. Cyclists seem to have an entitlement attitude. I have every right to be on the road they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own club sends out huge groups of riders. Mostly the elite groups. Sometimes as many as 20 or so riders head out in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the best thing for the future of cycling? Not sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-9149667475582002483?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/9149667475582002483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=9149667475582002483' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/9149667475582002483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/9149667475582002483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/02/wtf-is-this.html' title='WTF is this??'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4QYZirc2nI/AAAAAAAAG8w/mj53yhr1rBc/s72-c/large_dann03.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-2554400745665468940</id><published>2010-02-22T15:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T15:41:04.789-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safety'/><title type='text'>Make yourself as passable as possible</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4LpZZPAOLI/AAAAAAAAG7g/X5K2ApJ_T4k/s1600-h/car-and-bike-325x294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4LpZZPAOLI/AAAAAAAAG7g/X5K2ApJ_T4k/s400/car-and-bike-325x294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441167922296797362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my motto, many cyclists tell me this is wrong. Keep biking they say, maintain your speed, don't pull over. Well, to me this just makes cars angry and I don't want to be hit by an angry driver. With the advent of cell phones and texting, we are at a great risk of getting hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Large pace lines, large groups and being totally unaware of the line of cars behind you to me is just plain stupid. Yeah, I know, I can hear the elite riders laughing and telling me they have every right to bike however they want.  But putting yourself at risk is not smart. Yes we all have the right to be on the road but being courteous to the cars goes a long way to make cycling less hostile to the cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was out doing a solo ride. Here in the Northeast we still have a boatload of snow. The road shoulders are just not there and there is a lot of water on the roads as well. If I had a car behind me today, I did all I could to make passing me easy. Even went so far as pulling into a driveway to let a line of cars go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me this is the only way to bike. Passing a cyclist is not easy. It puts the car at risk.  Passing a large group or a pace line has to be near impossible to pass especially if on a 2-lane road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can bike however you wish, but with today's distracted drivers, make yourself as passable as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make yourself as well as visible as possible,too. Lots of bright colors, dayglow yellow jackets and blinkie lights. Be seen be safe and be passable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-2554400745665468940?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/2554400745665468940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=2554400745665468940' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2554400745665468940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2554400745665468940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/02/make-yourself-as-passable-as-possible.html' title='Make yourself as passable as possible'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4LpZZPAOLI/AAAAAAAAG7g/X5K2ApJ_T4k/s72-c/car-and-bike-325x294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-3854139560687839352</id><published>2010-02-22T08:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:28:56.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey Lower Merion, you created this problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4KFYS6gMTI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/keCc_2fWC3A/s1600-h/giga_computers_ibook-g3-laptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4KFYS6gMTI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/keCc_2fWC3A/s400/giga_computers_ibook-g3-laptop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441057952257552690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who have heard about the Lower Merion School District case of wire tapping or spying or whatever it is being called let me enlighten you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LMSD gives all 2300 students an Apple laptop. Apparently the laptops are  able to be remotely monitored. The school district says it is used to track lost or stolen computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when talking to my son this morning he took a different take of this issue and I have to agree wholeheartedly with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lower Merion gets 2300 computers. LMSD then gives these computers to the students. LMSD assummes many will be lost or stolen and tells this to the kids. Tells them that they will track stolen or lost computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son's take is do not give out computers and tell students you assume many will be lost and or stolen. Just hand out the computers. Tell the kids, bring them back at the end of the year. If the district cannot trust its students and tells them this, then they invited the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better idea,  you hand out the computer, charge the kids for the insurance to cover loss or theft and then forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why have insurance if you are then going to use the spying equipment to track them? This whole case only  illustrates the sick mentality of school administrators which assumes students are cheaters, thieves and to be mistrusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not change this paradigm and assume the kids will use the computers responsibly? If they use them irresponsibly, that is what the insurance is for. You lose your computer or break it, you do not get another one and the insurance reimburses the district for the loss. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No spying equipment needed. Get an insurance policy that will cover reimbursement. Charge each kid for this policy. Whatever the cost of insurance, surely it is not as high as the cost of the new computer. If students do not want to pay for the insurance, then no computer. If student says he cannot afford insurance, just ask him if he has an ipod or a cell phone. If he does, he can afford insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the rant, this case is beyond pathetic and points to all that is wrong in education. That awful "gotcha" mentality, no wonder kids get fed up with school.  Schools constantly assume the worst of the kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-3854139560687839352?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/3854139560687839352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=3854139560687839352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3854139560687839352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3854139560687839352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-lower-merion-you-created-this.html' title='hey Lower Merion, you created this problem'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S4KFYS6gMTI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/keCc_2fWC3A/s72-c/giga_computers_ibook-g3-laptop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-3939490705154249484</id><published>2010-02-21T18:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T18:58:19.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For all couch potatoes who think winter bikiing sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="500" height="367" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flibby.maxim%2Falbumid%2F5440843244368994801%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-3939490705154249484?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/3939490705154249484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=3939490705154249484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3939490705154249484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3939490705154249484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-all-couch-potatoes-who-think-winter.html' title='For all couch potatoes who think winter bikiing sucks'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-5090957094230982604</id><published>2010-02-15T08:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T08:41:31.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>get ready folks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S3lOzdrtSWI/AAAAAAAAGxU/WyDtRHPmPDQ/s1600-h/IMGP1391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S3lOzdrtSWI/AAAAAAAAGxU/WyDtRHPmPDQ/s400/IMGP1391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438464671074830690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW RIDE LEADER, FRAN&lt;/span&gt; Level D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Biking season is just around the corner. OK, I know that is wishful thinking with all this snow but a gal can dream! Let's make this year better than last year. Somethings I have planned for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Opening bike clinic for newbies, and ride leaders and oldies, tentative date March 14&lt;/span&gt;, Sunday afternoon - agenda - recruit ride leaders, help newbies get started, tips on how to buy a bike and where to go, how not to get ripped off at the bike store and how to change a flat tire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bigger attendance at area sponsored rides, upcoming &lt;a href="http://www.whiteclaybicycleclub.org/Events-WCBC/icicle.htm"&gt;Icicle Metric,    &lt;/a&gt;March 27,&lt;a href="http://www.cccride.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://carolforheart.org/default.asp?p=fundraisers/event&amp;amp;page=Girls%20With%20Gears%202010"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://carolforheart.org/default.asp?p=fundraisers/event&amp;amp;page=Girls%20With%20Gears%202010"&gt;Girls with Gear&lt;/a&gt;s  April 18,    &lt;a href="http://www.cccride.com/"&gt;Chester County Cancer Ride&lt;/a&gt;     May 23, &lt;a href="http://http//www.lancasterfarmlandtrust.org/PedaltoPreserve/index.html"&gt;Pedal to Preserve&lt;/a&gt; June 5  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLAN NOW AND PLAN TO RIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW RIDE LEADERS&lt;/span&gt; who have already volunteered, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Fran D - Level D&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ellen Z and Katherine L for C+&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Eileen F for Level C&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Tom D for Level C&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Cassandra H is looking to do training ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; on weeknights  and I am looking for more folks to step forward. Email me if interested. ALL you have to do is one or two rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. More ride events such as the Brunch Ride, Kennett Square Mushroom Festival, rides on the Perkiomen Trail for those with cross bikes, rides on the Schuylkill River Trail to the Art Museum and a food stop in Manyunk to name a few. Open to ideas from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Email me with ideas or bring them to the March 14 opening meeting where I hope to see lots of you step up with ideas on how to expand our bike riding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-5090957094230982604?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/5090957094230982604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=5090957094230982604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5090957094230982604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/5090957094230982604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/02/get-ready-folks.html' title='get ready folks'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S3lOzdrtSWI/AAAAAAAAGxU/WyDtRHPmPDQ/s72-c/IMGP1391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-3700164214357423836</id><published>2010-02-14T17:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T17:43:01.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Store Rant #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S3h8TcDr6nI/AAAAAAAAGxM/juwT2rlWRGI/s1600-h/100_1912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S3h8TcDr6nI/AAAAAAAAGxM/juwT2rlWRGI/s400/100_1912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438233223440886386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bikes are way more complicated today than yesteryear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was in Performance Bike Store today picking up some tires and tubes for my son. As I waited for the salesperson to bring my order up, I noticed a lady with her husband trying to buy a road bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad for both of them. Neither had a clue as to what to look for in a good road bike. The young man waiting on them, maybe 20 yrs old if he was lucky, looked bored out of his skull. He was no help to this woman. He had picked out a Fuji, probably last year's model I am guessing as the clerk was talking about discounting the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did put the lady on a trainer with the bike but past that, he did not do much. Told the lady he would move the seat up and put a shorter handlebar stem on the bike for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bike had compact gearing and was priced at $1499 with the discount. I could not tell what brand the components were. But this is a lot of money and watching this couple spend this kind of money and not have a clue as to what they were buying broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clerk almost talked the woman into a cross bike. Luckily, she did not bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike stores want to sell bikes but do so little to make it a worthwhile experience for newbies looking to enter the sport of biking. No one gives them good information. The fit is hit or miss depending on who waits on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I owned a bike store, I would set up a section just for bike buying. I would have displays about the components. Terry Cycles has many fabo videos talking about fit and how to buy a bike. These could be running for folks to view. There are many things that bike stores could do to lessen the fear and ignorance that most women have when they go into a bike store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I can see, it is not a good experience if you do not know much about bikes. I wish bike stores would address this problem. Maybe more women would take up the sport if they got top flight help when they went into the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My town just had a bike store close up. Bike store owners think, just open up a store and put some bikes in it. They have no clue how intimidating it is for newbies to go into a bike store and try to buy a bike. Come on bike store owners, do something different and sell some road bikes to women.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-3700164214357423836?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/3700164214357423836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=3700164214357423836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3700164214357423836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/3700164214357423836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/02/bike-store-rant-2.html' title='Bike Store Rant #2'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S3h8TcDr6nI/AAAAAAAAGxM/juwT2rlWRGI/s72-c/100_1912.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-6314622981150414989</id><published>2010-02-10T10:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:56:51.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how to fix obesity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S3RgtGGc9FI/AAAAAAAAGtE/03QlTB8DgRw/s1600-h/food2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S3RgtGGc9FI/AAAAAAAAGtE/03QlTB8DgRw/s400/food2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437076977991087186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make one rule&lt;/span&gt;, you can eat only food that you have cooked, even if it is just a hamburger on the grill or a grilled cheese sandwich, don't eat it unless you have cooked it. Make peanut butter sandwiches with whole wheat bread, and add milk and fruit. Nothing wrong with that meal, way better than Mickey Ds hamburgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Obama is now weighing in (no pun intended) on the nation's obesity. All I hear is how to teach kids to make healthy choices. I hear about some schools labeling food as good food and bad food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me this is all wrong and will only make the problem worse. Once food becomes forbidden, you are guaranteed kids will want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know one mom, she would not let her kids have candy, years later when they could ride their bikes to stores, they were binging on candy. So telling kids not to eat some foods is NOT the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see articles in the paper talking about 3 things to help  control obesity in kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. turn off the TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. eat dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. get adequate sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, do we really need a study to tell us these three things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say bring back old-fashioned Home Ec classes, teach kids how to cook, not how to eat. Big difference. Once you start lecturing on do this and don't do that, you will have lost the kids. Make real food in home ec class. Start home ec in grade 5. Don't bring out a food pyramid, don't tell kids not to eat fat, don't tell kids not to eat cookies. Just teach them to cook all kinds of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrambled eggs, muffins, french toast, sandwiches, sandwich spreads, casseroles, meat loaf etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just eat real food and cook real food. Once in high school, cooking classes can be more advanced. How to cook a dinner for 4 with $10 for example. How to buy and prepare vegetables? How to find cheap food such as using Sam's Club or Walmart?  How to plan family meals for a week?? and then cook them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever we do, DON'T tell kids that they cannot eat something.  Once they know how to cook and prepare food, good choices will follow. Let's not assume people and kids are idiots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-6314622981150414989?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/6314622981150414989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=6314622981150414989' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6314622981150414989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/6314622981150414989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-to-fix-obesity.html' title='how to fix obesity'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S3RgtGGc9FI/AAAAAAAAGtE/03QlTB8DgRw/s72-c/food2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1906757188517445840</id><published>2010-02-05T17:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T17:55:46.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gonna miss it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2yhlKmlJoI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/X8QITWtX8VI/s1600-h/buffalo_snow_7ft1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2yhlKmlJoI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/X8QITWtX8VI/s400/buffalo_snow_7ft1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434896510202750594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hope that is not my husband up there!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh joy, 24 inches of snow coming to the Philadelphia area, what fun, well, maybe if you are a 10 year old. The  Mid-Atlantic has been hit hard this winter. Snow fall seems  to have switched this year. Instead of the north getting hard with snow, it seems to be pelting the states that do not normally get so hard. The Jersey shore has been hammered this winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sand looks funny with snow on it. The big famous Atlantic City Boardwalk looks downright sad with all that snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have managed to tally up over 300 miles so far this new year. Biking in sub freezing temps has become fun. Once you do it enough, it stops feeling cold. But snow changes everything. Roads are wet and with 24 inches coming, blacktop is going to be something we do not see for sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But winter biking is something more should consider. It is quite comfortable as long as it is above 27.  With good tights and leg warmers and a nice balaclava, and your Windstopper jacket, you are set to ride in comfort. I have found that I am improving more during the winter than in the summer. You do less miles but riding in the cold with snow scattered on the ground is really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we saw a grey heron amongst the Canadian geese.  A nice sight. My son continued on this morning and did 47 miles. We both knew this was our last ride for sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, as winter biking has proven to be very fun. Gonna miss it :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1906757188517445840?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1906757188517445840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1906757188517445840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1906757188517445840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1906757188517445840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/02/gonna-miss-it.html' title='gonna miss it'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2yhlKmlJoI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/X8QITWtX8VI/s72-c/buffalo_snow_7ft1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-4823221202520250226</id><published>2010-02-01T14:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T14:36:49.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>why don't women bike more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2cs-nQ0uPI/AAAAAAAAGpI/_dx_wS6euKM/s1600-h/Strong20Women20Strong20Girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2cs-nQ0uPI/AAAAAAAAGpI/_dx_wS6euKM/s400/Strong20Women20Strong20Girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433360929648851186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been wrestling with this question now for over 3 years. Ever since I started the Biker Chicks. When I first started this blog, I thought, oh goodie, lots of ladies will see the group and join it. Lots of ladies will bike with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This issue is discussed on other blogs as well, an excellent blog post, &lt;a href="http://bikeportland.org/2010/01/12/editorial-my-year-as-a-woman-in-a-city-of-bikes/"&gt;http://bikeportland.org/2010/01/12/editorial-my-year-as-a-woman-in-a-city-of-bikes/&lt;/a&gt; gives much insight into the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out today on my bike. I bike on rather busy roads, lots of cars and awful road shoulders filled with litter and tons of stones from the winter snow crews. But I WAS OUT!! Yes, it can be intimidating, I almost got hit today, my error, not the car. But I managed to get out the way of the car and I survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have no infrastructure either here in the West Chester, PA area. No place to park our bikes safely, no bike lanes, poor road shoulders and our fair share of hostile drivers. My son biked to our local health club. The club had no idea where he could lock his bike. They finally let him lock it inside to a bench. Apparently though, no one else has asked, if more folks asked, then maybe there would be a good safe place to lock a bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be 60 years old this June. So just seeing me on a bike is gonna be an odd sight. Not only am I old but female too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a member of bike club. It has lots of members who are female but it is still predominately a male bike club. The good riders, the A and B groups have posted rides all winter long. These men get out and bike and bike a lot. They bundle up and they ride. Man do they ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the crying women have done about equality, all that falls apart when it comes to biking. I hear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  the roads are too scary&lt;br /&gt;2.  the cars are too scary&lt;br /&gt;3.  i'm scared&lt;br /&gt;4.  i can't&lt;br /&gt;5.  i won't&lt;br /&gt;6.  i hate cold weather&lt;br /&gt;7.  i hate hot weather&lt;br /&gt;8.  i look stupid on a bike&lt;br /&gt;9.  i hate the clothes&lt;br /&gt;10.i cannot afford a good bike (somehow men can)&lt;br /&gt;11. i'm out of shape&lt;br /&gt;12. i like my health club better&lt;br /&gt;13. i like spinning class better&lt;br /&gt;14. i don't have the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men in my bike club have never uttered one of the complaints above. But when it comes to excuse making, women win the contest hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because the infrastructure does not exist to support biking, does not mean you cannot bike. If you sit around hoping for it, you are going to spend a lot of time sitting. Come on ladies, get off of your butts and come out and bike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-4823221202520250226?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/4823221202520250226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=4823221202520250226' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4823221202520250226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/4823221202520250226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-dont-women-bike-more.html' title='why don&apos;t women bike more'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2cs-nQ0uPI/AAAAAAAAGpI/_dx_wS6euKM/s72-c/Strong20Women20Strong20Girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1799888712925694953</id><published>2010-02-01T13:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T13:26:50.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>spread your legs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2ccK4vzehI/AAAAAAAAGpA/ToUuG4-MpyU/s1600-h/chrissie+wellington+bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2ccK4vzehI/AAAAAAAAGpA/ToUuG4-MpyU/s400/chrissie+wellington+bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433342448802953746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;chrissie wellington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OK, now I have your attention! I have been trying for the last 3 years to learn how to stand up on my bike when climbing hills. So far I have been a complete failure, and as my faithful readers know, I have fallen several times when climbing steep hills. Not a pretty picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my success rate thus far is about a zero. The other day I was out with my son. He watched me struggling and attempting my very clumsy stand. He said nothing, but was glad I was attempting to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went out the other day solo and spent some time trying to stand the way I was standing. He immediately saw my error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said I was trying to stand and pedal in the exact same position as when I am sitting. Only difference being I have left my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said in the most undelicate manner, "mom, spread your legs, get your knees slightly fanned out and spread the hips!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,yeah, sounds gross. But today I was out solo riding again and took his advice. MAGIC, I am instantly better at standing up. The improvement was dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am no Chrissie Wellington (wins the Hawaiian Iron Man) in form, age or abilities, but heck, I got better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO give it a try next time out on your bike. For most good cyclists, the ability to stand up is not an issue, but for an oldie like me, it is hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1799888712925694953?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1799888712925694953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1799888712925694953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1799888712925694953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1799888712925694953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/02/spread-your-legs.html' title='spread your legs'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2ccK4vzehI/AAAAAAAAGpA/ToUuG4-MpyU/s72-c/chrissie+wellington+bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-2449321606620914752</id><published>2010-01-30T10:38:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:17:21.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>losing weight by not trying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2RZIwt2mNI/AAAAAAAAGos/Z14HXGtiS0c/s1600-h/IMGP2497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2RZIwt2mNI/AAAAAAAAGos/Z14HXGtiS0c/s400/IMGP2497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432565057566709970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2RY9eBDjgI/AAAAAAAAGog/Qlnx5-CDO4E/s1600-h/IMGP2498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2RY9eBDjgI/AAAAAAAAGog/Qlnx5-CDO4E/s400/IMGP2498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432564863568416258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hunky (eastern european slang term of which I am) FOOD&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;some call this stuffed cabbage, in my world we call it "hapulchi&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have heard from a few folks asking me if I have lost weight. I DO NOT own a scale nor do I want to buy one. I never weigh myself. ALL I am doing differently is not thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eat 3 large meals a day, and with my son home, we cook up a storm. We make everything from scratch. We buy nothing in a box except chicken broth. We do buy lots of frozen fruits though to add to drinks or hot cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eat so much fruit and veggies that I had to resort to buying many of them from Sam's Club. Large bags of oranges for 7.50, large bags of apples, large boxes of kiwis and huge pineapples. We buy the organic spinach there too as it is half of what it is in the food store. My son eats a large bowl of cottage cheese spiked with nuts, wheat germ and tons of thawed out frozen cherries each day. Sam's sells large containers of cottage cheese for a fraction of what the food store does. We also started using regular bars etc for our bike snacks and we get these at Sam's. Much of my food is laying on the floor in the dining room and my kitchen is not large enough to store it all. I need two iceboxes and 2 kitchens, none of which I am ever going to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use the Ellie Krieger Healthy Living Cook book for some recipes. Some are Rachel Ray and some are off of the Net and some are just plain food, baked chicken, salads etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spend a small fortune on food. For those of you who have never seen a 20 something large man (who exercises a lot) eat, you have NO CLUE as to how much food gets eaten and bought in a week. Men who are over 6'5" eat like no one else on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I am making a pork chop dinner with apples, cabbage and carrots and onions, all cooked together in one pan. Again, tons of veggies. I will also make a large fruit salad. Oranges, bananas, apples, kiwi, pineapple and mango and grapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be surprised if you cut up the fruit into small pieces, you can really stretch your fruit budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating well requires TONS of cooking. But like biking, the more you do, the faster you get. Since I have been cooking for 3 large men for the last 30 yrs, I have become as good as a short order cook. I can make 3 meals at once and actually did that last week. Then we ate leftovers for 3 days, so that makes it worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we eat a lot of food. NOT eating to lose weight is surely the key to gaining it all back in a short amount of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am convinced you have to learn how to eat a lot of good food and lose weight at the same time in order to keep it off for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to lose more weight but DO NOT plan on doing it in some time frame, if it takes years, it takes  years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If starving oneself was working, Oprah would not be so fat. That woman has no idea how to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my theory, and my son has been telling me this for years, START eating and lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep biking and exercising with all the eating. He has told me, the one sure fire way to derail a good exercise plan is to skimp on food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He keeps telling me to eat MORE. So if  you are starving yourself and not eating, you are doomed to failure, trust me, I have been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have lost weight due to not eating, it will not last. It will come back. Again, been there, done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you take meds or have a medical condition that causes you to gain weight, I dont care, all you have to do is start eating well and exercising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am heading to the health club, 40 minutes on the step machine, some pool time and then home for a huge lunch. Making homemade chicken fingers, homemade blue cheese dressing and a large salad. Now that is a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, stuffed cabbage last only a few days, we eat it with kielbasi, the eastern Eurpoeans know how to use cabbage, stuffed sausage and potatoes, their mainstays!! They were poor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-2449321606620914752?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/2449321606620914752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=2449321606620914752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2449321606620914752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/2449321606620914752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/01/losing-weight-by-not-trying.html' title='losing weight by not trying'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2RZIwt2mNI/AAAAAAAAGos/Z14HXGtiS0c/s72-c/IMGP2497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-9169016323381756681</id><published>2010-01-30T09:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T09:26:18.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5000 miles for 2010 update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2RAIzeg41I/AAAAAAAAGn4/QQu6FRIABf0/s1600-h/F_427573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2RAIzeg41I/AAAAAAAAGn4/QQu6FRIABf0/s400/F_427573.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432537570516984658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Jan 30 and so far I have done 250 miles. For the month of January this is pretty good. Last week I did 2 thirty mile rides as the weather was rather mild. Both my son and I have found that we enjoy the colder weather. You do not run through bottles of water the way you do in the summer heat, and with the leaves down, you can see much more scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus when you do see other rides, these riders are way more friendly than in the summer. Seems to be a mutual respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also mastered the solo ride. For some time, I was not keen on riding solo. But now I have come to enjoy it. Some pluses are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. can ride as long or short as you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. can stop whenever you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. don't have to shout out directions to other riders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. lots of time to think and ponder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. cars are not nearly as angry when it is a solo rider out in freezing weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. very peaceful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe the key to getting better on the bike is merely to BIKE. You do not have to waist money on fancy computer training programs, spend time on the spinning bikes nor feel that you must get faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just BIKE, that is all you have to do. Go slow, go fast, does not matter. It is simply a matter of laying down the miles. The more miles, the better you will get. Nothing magical.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-9169016323381756681?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/9169016323381756681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=9169016323381756681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/9169016323381756681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/9169016323381756681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/01/5000-miles-for-2010-update.html' title='5000 miles for 2010 update'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S2RAIzeg41I/AAAAAAAAGn4/QQu6FRIABf0/s72-c/F_427573.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290910961912664208.post-1845727684091585273</id><published>2010-01-21T08:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:39:20.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>here's to a gentler and kinder way to fitness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S1hYLRG6Q2I/AAAAAAAAGnQ/7aukhaZYVVI/s1600-h/LH1227_Spin_class_12-27-09_AIGQP8H.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 382px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S1hYLRG6Q2I/AAAAAAAAGnQ/7aukhaZYVVI/s400/LH1227_Spin_class_12-27-09_AIGQP8H.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429186301389325154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;this can't be fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have posted before about my goal of 5000 miles this biking season. GOOD news, I have already motivated one chick to join me, she is right now squeezing in cycling even though she is busy. She goes out for a quick 10-20 miles in order to accumulate miles. Now this is how it is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am heading out today for 25 miles. Every time you bike you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have to do 30 or more miles. While at my bike fitting yesterday, Tom K said it is actually better to ride 4 times during the week and do just 20 or so miles each time. My son has repeatedly told me this. But like all of you, this just seems too easy.  He said in terms of conditioning, this scenario is better and increases your conditioning. SO more times on the road is the best plan. Running out for a quick 20 miles does the body good, better than doing 3 long rides per week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As women, we all think, "got to go for the burn, got to feel the pain, no pain no gain, if it doesn't hurt it won't work" and the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to change the paradigm. Women and I guess men too, are conditioned by the media and diet book promoters that in order to get fit and lose weight, we have to suffer. Have to be starving ourselves, have to be exercising so hard we drop and must do the exercise with intensity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the gentle way to fitness. JUST BIKE. No need to speed around the countryside, no need to climb hills all the time. JUST BIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO need to go to training classes, no need to kill yourself in spinning classes, no need to eat a small bowl of cereal for breakfast and that is it till a miniature lunch. Then more exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just eat and exercise and HAVE FUN!! Fitness will follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change the paradigm!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script expr:src='"http://feeds2.feedburner.com/~s/blogspot/evAQ?i=" + data:post.url' type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290910961912664208-1845727684091585273?l=bikerchickswc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/feeds/1845727684091585273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290910961912664208&amp;postID=1845727684091585273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1845727684091585273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290910961912664208/posts/default/1845727684091585273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikerchickswc.blogspot.com/2010/01/chicks-taking-cycling-to-new-level.html' title='here&apos;s to a gentler and kinder way to fitness'/><author><name>Libby Maxim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06058448010971518116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/SWvUH_CJ0FI/AAAAAAAADy4/D3M9zHSEelo/S220/summer.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HANEd5oXlMk/S1hYLRG6Q2I/AAAAAAAAGnQ/7aukhaZYVVI/s72-c/LH1227_Spin_class_12-27-09_AIGQP8H.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
