VEMMA...it's the juice you want to be on.

Ok maybe it is, maybe it isn't but every since I have been drinking 2-4 ounces of VEMMA everyday and a little more after hard rides, I have been feeling like a rock star! I was introduced to it through a guy who wanted to buy some custom socks for DeFeet. Chris started yapping about this stuff and I was like ok whatever, bring some home and I'll try it. Of course, I already take handful of LEGAL supplements like most racers hoping to stay healthy while giving that extra kick so I said what the heck. I raced in Bermuda on it and felt great, forgot it while in Vegas (very bad call - it's the one place you need it to most) and got back on it while visiting the headquarters which were in Scottsdale, AZ which just so happened to be where I was visiting my little sisters for some R & R after Interbike. It was like it was meant to be. I believe in that kind of crap. Things happen for a reason and it's all about being at the right place at the right time. Honestly, if I hadn't visited Vemma headquarters and saw that it was legitimate business and all the super motivated employees, I more than likely wouldn't have believed in it myself.

Now I am not a doctor and I don't pretend to play one on tv but I can tell when I am feeling good and energetic. Normally, I wake up and it takes 2.5 cups of very strong coffee to make me want to get my day going. Not these days, I tell ya I have almost passed up on my coffee just b/c I don't need it. I hate saying that. Coffee is like a drug you are supposed to need it. Can't I have just one addiction in my life besides riding my bike? Well I guess now it is VEMMA and cycling.

Really I will wrap my soap box up now. Go to my site and check it out. All the nutritional info is there and it's pretty simple concept. It's good for you! Now who doesn't need that? If you want some email off my site and I will respond. Then pass it on to the people you care about and want to see healthy and happy.

So my racing season has finally almost ended. This weekend I am headed to Greenville for the fall festival races. My motivation to race is definitely not at an all time high but making some cashola is high on the priority list. Since the Vegas race I have been busy coaching, selling my soul to teams that will let me prolong the racing lifestyle and trying to figure out what to do in the event that doesn't occur. Tonight I decided that mountain biking is so much harder than I remembered. Rule 1: when courting new clients to coach, don't let them take you out and kick your butt on anything that has to do with cycling. You have to show them you are the knowledgeable one and that you can help them. Instead they were waiting on me to pick myself up out of the bushes and off the rocks as they waited for me at the top of technical sections. I thought climbing was hard, forgot it was even harder when there are big roots and rocks trying to block your line. Rule 2 - Drink Lots of VEMMA the minute you walk in the door. It will make you feel better. That's all the rules I have at this time. Usually, I am one to think rules are meant to be broken. It's the wild child in me.

I will leave you for now of some pictures of me at the World Championship Crits in Vegas. I did crash on the first lap and I can attest it wasn't my fault. I was indeed chopped in the corner and went flying like SuperWoman in to the pit. I had already endured a not-so-pleasant experience in Vegas thus far. My man suffered a seizure in the first 24 hours of me being there so he was on Valium the entire time and doesn't even remember being there. A spoke on my back wheel broke on the ride over to the race and I cut my face with a tire lever while changing a tire for the Mavic guy who was telling maybe it wasn't my day to race my bike prior to the start of the crit. When i came running in after the first lap he actually starting laughing at me b/c he thought i was insane for pressing my luck again by going back out that crit. Crazy, I am sometimes...this one is of my wounds after the race.

Notice how nice the pavement accentuates your abs when it circles around you belly...it hurt worse then it looked, especially when my friend who is a real DR. threw a Heineken Beer on it and it burned like a SOB!

Finally here is one of me once I got back in the race and went off the front for a few minutes to pick up a very much needed prime. It is Vegas ya know all all my money was going to taxi cab drivers and black jack dealers.

Don't forget on Saturday, Oct 20th. The NC Stroke Foundation is sponsoring the Bike Tour, Cycle for Life 2007 . This is a great ride that starts and finishes up at the Hanover Park Vinyard. After the several ride options there is always plenty of food and wine for everyone. Come out and support a great philanthropy!