RAWR- angry Julie. Plus, brotherly love.

(photo: Al)grrrrrrowl! After having to shout at MANY men to get off the course during our races this season, most of them getting off after one or two reminders, a true idiot "didn't hear" all of us yesterday (because he had HEADPHONES in!) and rode an entire lap, passing people in the race. I knew I was going to take him to the mat. And when his first words to me were "You got a problem, honey?" I exploded. RAWR.

I would like to apologize for my language, and my anger, and the fact that I do take it personally and I do wrongly assign their actions to disregard or disrespect for women/juniors, which makes me way shoutier. I should know that it's no vendetta- just stupidity- but still. I walked away with a warning on my license. That's what I get for losing it when some guy takes it upon himself to joyride my race.

Anyway... yeah, I raced, sorta. That course has too many punchy hills for my heavy self and my heavy bike, and just as was the case last year, I didn't do so hot. Meh. On the last lap after I took a beer from David, Ben jumped out of a pile of leaves and tried to attack. I didn't get it, and instead just tossed the half-empty beer at him. And he caught it. Pretty cool. But...

My brother has the awesome.
He came down from Milwaukee, borrowed some shoes, grabbed Ben's b-bike, and raced the 4b's. He took beers, cheese puffs, and whiskey shots. It was amazing. So much fun. Audrey and Lisa were there just to shout at people! I got to help, too. (this one's by Amy.)

Now that is the face of someone who is HOOKED.