once pure.

last weekend. pics.
this weekend. i missed out on the race in mke. i decided to stay in minneapolis since it has been a long time since i had some sort of a break. it was nice. however. i feel that i am missing my biking love. tazo got sick since i was gone. i wish that didnt happen. this weekend will be rather uneventful as mark will be doing iceman which is super rad and i hope he kills the shit outta this race, for reasons i know. also i just want to be ready for this coming up race. i got shit in last week for biking which didnt help me out. i am going to work out with evie and bike the other days. with taking off friday and sat for just my normal commuting biking. hopefully that will help me out with biking instead of one decent ride then a race. just imagine. ha.
tea bought tea had. tea love. by the way it is beautiful outside today makes me real happy! enjoy it all. kill it. meghan♥

killbot

morning started at marks. changed. art picks us up. go out to the race. go drop off keys for arts girlfriend. go to the race again. get there. it what you would say to be fucking freezing in my mind. wet cold-love. start to try to warm up. failed. watch the cat4 mens a little. john, art, lyle, derek, and more did a great job. looked to be a very sloppy muddy course. then were up. all the ladies and younger people were pretty much shaking cause of the cold. go. we start i am with the first three. kind of back off a little. not much. hit the wicked mud. actually do better then i thought i was going to. saw a ton of girls slip out and almost bite hard. keep going strong. keep it up in parts i was pretty much just spinning and not moving due to the mud. passed a few. noticed i am in the top half forsure. normally though i ride by myself. cant see anyone behind me... and can here and there spot the ones infront of me. so i am pleased. thinking to myself. fuck yeah i feel great.... i think i swear if i get a flat i am riding in on my rim. i dont give a shit. i was deteremined. i love this race. it was more of a mountain bike race... which makes me super stoked in the sense that i am looking to get a new mountain bike. and my lovely mark is helping out. i keep going bike full of mud. and smiling and yelling with people. i grab my first water bottle hand out from mark successfully. stoked again. get done. i finished with a 6th place. super happy. in love with biking even more. continued to watch the cat3 mens and wmns. where dave, erik, slite white, casey raced and did good some issues arose but did good none the less. then catched kristin kill it in the 1&2 wmns. renee looked good out there. then watched mark. jesse. luke. kevin. and so on.. mark and jesse were in the front doing really fucking good. then went to the 5-9 places. through out the race, marko was infront of jesse almost the whole race. both of the lalonde brothers bit it quite nicely. theyre studs they can do that sort of things. anywaYS. good day. i had A LOT of fun. and this only motivates me more to buy my mountain bike and get really into it! AHH yes. pics up soon.

disengage

ride today. about 2 hours. felt great. got all the crap outta my lungs. starting to perfect the infamous snot rocket. the latter ones were much better. dirty bike. birty shoes. dirty clothes. smiling girl. RIDE. KILL. Love.
meghan.

worked up so sexual.

no actually i am rather satisfied thank you.

anyways. point. none.
laughed till i cried today...felt great. chinese eaten. nose hoop killin. sea salt-had. nose killin. still. painting marko. painting penises. painting still life with a chain ring in it. ubber cool. looking and drooling for a mountain bike. mark keeping his eyes open, niice. vooooodooooooo-green-twoniner-rad. save save save your money meghan.keep selling football tickets. bike! tomorrow hoping to get out to badger prairie to get a good hard ride in for the race this weekend. looking like i will only be able to make it to the sunday one-due to art. and life. been tired latley...thinking its the weather. looks like its going to be about 47* tomorrow. nice.

okay heres something to remember....

erection. its a scene from a movie, its an outlet of a store, sound of a sword itsa n orchard of peaches. your wife in the shower. walk through the bar. oooo ouw ooo erection. you know its not only love dear. i can flip the switch on. though it probably should be. ooo ouw oooo erection. a monument in the park. its the cock of the riffle. memory in the dark, you try to keep it a secret. you try for perfection..... ooo ouww ooo erection.

i like the faint. no?

house of suffering

burrito moes. cross race. i drove up with the lovely jenna. who is my sister without actaully being it. left about 8ish. followed the rukus and slight white. got there. fuck. forgot my license number... still let us race! rad. the cat 4 mens ran longer then thought. and so there was confusion of the start for juniors and cat 4 women. figured it out. started steady thinking that hopefully i will have the energy in the end to kill it. kept up and rolled. almost nailed some girls that were walking across the course right at the end when i was sprinting. not cool. but then sprinted. got 10th. i yelled if jenna could throw her water bottle cause i was dying. i have concluded that i have sports induced asthma. FUCK. had it for about 9 year all through hockey, thought i grew out of it-which is normal. but i was kidding myself. ahh well, hopefully tackle that little problem. stoked for this coming weekend. hopefully i will actually get some riding in so my legs dont kill.

kill it.
meghan.

thank you to you.

life goes on.

raced. 10th. jenna came. the end.


thanks to jenna for seeing me race.
kill.
meghan

shit stroll

today i went in to meet with the lady i sold the pilot 5.2 to. she was full of smiles and saying i want my bike just like meghans. which cracked me up. i told her to get a diff. saddle. yadayada. she then presumes to talk to me saying that she can tell that i really love bikes. i smile. she then tells me that when they first walked in and i was the first one to approach them that they were a little skeptical. i laughed. then she said that when they drove away they all decided that i was perfect for them and that i did a great job. i didnt know if i should have taken that good or bad... just made me think. and then i thought who gives a fuck. i do my job as best i can, if the little red headed tattooed gurl scares you i probably dont want to work with you cause you are too fing conservative. which brings me to another point. i made a new friend today. she is super rad. we literally talked about everything. politics. when i swear someone lit a fire cracker up my ass cause i get so routy when i talk about poli. anyways i like my new friend. she is like me where we arent going to school to be in college. where we drink and fuck. that is a bit harsh so sorry. there is more to life for me like bikes. ah ha. damnit i really love them.

and to end my somewhat pointless stories and tangents.

i bought pirate socks. they have a hott pink skull on them. and then pink camo. and some EVIL.

chamois.

got in a nice ride today at badger prairie. did a few laps with Diana. super rad gurlie i work with. we get there and there happens to be a slu of people there. crazy so i was teaching her some little things i have picked up recentley and she caught on quickly. super rad. then we listened to what the guys were saying and those definitely are going to help at the next race or break my ankle so we will see what happens. ha. otherwise. shower, paint paint paints. covering me. and it normally doesnt matter except i am using oils. hmm. have i mentioned i fucking love oil paint far superior to my other acrylic. talking to mark. back to paints. fuck. when will this thing called school be over?

i love assos.

oo exciting i saw renee, and a bunch of others and i just love biking. cause its fun!!

chaotic.! love. die.

the irony in this day the 7th of october is just enough to almost take someone down. and it most certainly did. wake up happy. bike. thoughts about a friend worry-some. shit. i forgot my phone. missed call. call. tears and questions stabbed all over her and my heart. i try to help as best i can but i dont know her feeling i only fear it. i tell her i will come and call in sick for work. no. run to the bank. run to wholefoods-wholepaycheck.howeveristilladorethatplace. run to work. big smiles for many reasons a heart that worries for a soulmate. day. call. tears. day. laughs. rediculous sounds. laugh. crawling. beautiful day. bike sold. one down. day. bike sold pilot 5.2 oclv. word. huge sale. huge smile on owners face. makes me feel real good. energetic. ride a orbea fall in love with an orbea. want an orbea. sell the madone? yes. stay late. need $$$$$$$$$$$$. go to target. presents. but not. come home. find a stray cat. thought of having tazo and . would be kind of fun, but he seems kind of crazy. kind of want him/her though. hmmm. 40 year old virgin. laughs. have to make dinner. damnit. one year. rad. rad!

being alive priceless. going for a bike ride with diana. excited for. kissing little tazo. second nature. love. always.

a day that took my breath away.

2.

become one giant smile. that pours light to everyone around. tickle. a beat that continues steady. butterflies still dance. someone that makes my thoughts fly rapidly through the air. makes my heart beat in ways no one has ever known. someone that makes me love like i never knew i could. a vision that only our minds can create because to intense to draw or paint. words try to find there way into a hand into a pen onto a paper. but it never fully justifies the true sense. the leaves dance. the love flows. and my heart keeps beating more in irregular patterns. this is something i only dreamt of.

dream
dream
dream
dream
dream

life is so beautiful.
you are so beautiful.

overwhelmed lays the girls head on her pillow.

why cant words simply do it.
-the best things in life cannot be put into words but simply felt, when touching ones chest and feeling a heart that beats for strictly you.

october 7th. is a day. that i love.

bike love lust transportation.

could buy me the little things i need.

-selle italia red LDY gel saddle.
-black king head set for my cx frame.
-another terry butterfly for my 520.
-a wicked kit.
-jersey.
-another pair of sidi. but just the bullets for commuting.
-a mountain bike. 29er possibley single.
-to make my cx bike into a nine speed.
-swobo threads.

this is just my dream list or things i need to get to finish my rides. damn.

its a lot.

have i mentioned i love bikes?

get out there and ride. meghan


ooo and another arkel pannier.

in the devils playground.

what is a gurl to do when pissed at the numerous amount of stress brought on by her studios. swear. and
work on her bikes.

i decided to work on my wine machine. (its the color of a nice cab.) my trek 520.
i put new skewers on it so people cant jack my wheels as easy. then i polished it real nice, changed the seat post and saddle. starting to recharge the lights my lover gave me. put different pedals on it. make sure the misfits are playing then the slits.root beer. adobe. adobe. adobe. hott pink tank hair pin.

in life we are faced with many many many stressors. i choose to get lost in other things such as my bikes. whatever your pleasure, there is a way.

the good things in life are what make us love. the hard things in life makes us fight and LIVE.

i may pass.

kill it. meghan

i think i am going to start yoga again i need a release.

badger cross

first cross race. at that first race ever. got out there about 9ish. i was a little excited knowing that my race started at about 10:45. saw a few people that i know. registered. rode the loop just to see if it changed much. felt kind of shitty after that even.
more and more peole came. lots of people from the store i work atmachinery row bicycles. chris, derek, lyle, and more started in the cat 4 mens at ten. started good. looked like it was kicking their ass.
butterflies started to spin and dance in me. bikes around, i got the comment.... you are a mountain biker arent you... ? my response "no but i want to be." we lined up. i was in front and nervous as fuck. evie and i were right next to each other. she said just start off good. so that was the last thought i had in my head before i heard the whistle. i exploded like a bullet with all the nerves and excitment. i literally killed it. i was in the lead by a pretty good distance then a little guy passed me at the volley ball court. i had an alright time with the mounting and dismounting. then people started to gain and i was probably at about 6th place for the first few laps. then i kept loosing my strength and they gained. with my tire pressure where it was i struggled at the road riding. i bit in the volley ball court when i thought i could ride through it. not a good call. but i finished and had fun. my mom and many were there cheering me on. thanks marko for the water, mom for coming. everyone else for the screaming vulgar things. that always helps.

sorry for my sailors mouth if i swore in front of little ones while riding. when i am in the zone i am in it. good job to luke in cat 2 john and dave in cat3,kristin in cat1 women for killing them. renee in cat 1&2 jesse and MarKO in cat 2 way to get paid for the thing you love. AND A HUGE thanks to RENEE for setting up the rad course and giving me a pint glass. you know i love the free things in life.
kill it and ride. meghan