<?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-23595854</id><updated>2011-11-22T23:09:07.956-07:00</updated><category term='No Crashes'/><category term='Finished'/><title type='text'>WATERBOTTLES IN THE DESERT</title><subtitle type='html'>DESERT WANDERING DRIVES TO GREAT CONTEMPLATION</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23595854.post-6520261142589816778</id><published>2008-05-20T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T14:37:21.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Three weeks in a row I have been privileged to ride the shootout. Week 1 to the bridge, week 2 to Helmet Peak Rd., week 3 all the way around. None of them connected to the main pack. I did ensure my demise the last 2 weeks by going off the front early, but I needed to see where my fitness level really was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23595854-6520261142589816778?l=tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/6520261142589816778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23595854&amp;postID=6520261142589816778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/6520261142589816778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/6520261142589816778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/2008/05/three-weeks-in-row-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23595854.post-1309180993712519866</id><published>2008-05-20T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T14:33:16.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome whenever! Tucson is Great and now it is becoming Hot. I rode the bike home yesterday at 4:30pm in 104 degree weather. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends considering relocating.&lt;br /&gt;A few things I think of when looking at housing in Tucson are:&lt;br /&gt;1. County vs. City taxes (Tucson, Marana, and Oro Valley)&lt;br /&gt;2. Future Resale Areas including schools for those of us to busy to home school.&lt;br /&gt;3. Another thought are Foreclosures. Areas which might interest you are Continental Reserve in Continental Ranch, Gladden Farms off of I-10 and Moore Rd., Sunset Point is my neighborhood, it is in the county but borders Marana and has an association with a pool.&lt;br /&gt;4. I personally do not like a two story in Tucson because both levels need heat and cooling. We have both an Evaporative cooler and A/C. We have the best of both worlds... when the humidity is low the Evap works GREAT, when the monsoons come and it becomes humid and 100 degrees plus we switch to the A/C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23595854-1309180993712519866?l=tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/1309180993712519866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23595854&amp;postID=1309180993712519866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/1309180993712519866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/1309180993712519866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/2008/05/welcome-whenever-tucson-is-great-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23595854.post-5604794268966510118</id><published>2008-03-11T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T07:40:44.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Parental Relationship Interview for my child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;1. How did you know when a relationship was just a crush or infatuation and not real love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crush or infatuation relationships prior to real love. When do you know? When a relationship has moved past the silly point to where it is real love. Real love is when the little things don't bother you anymore and you do things for the other person just because you want to, it is unconditional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;2. What did you learn about picking friends or getting into close relationships that you can share with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close friends are developed and relationships are molded through experiences you have with those friends. Many of my closest friends as I grew up, continue to be friends to this day. A few of those friends continue to this day, others I have developed as an older person. Choosing friends which lead to close relationships can be very similar. Friendships often lead to closer relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When choosing friends often those friends effect your choices for relationships. Choosing the freinds which help you make god decisions will lead to good relationships.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23595854-5604794268966510118?l=tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/5604794268966510118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23595854&amp;postID=5604794268966510118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/5604794268966510118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/5604794268966510118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/2008/03/parental-relationship-interview-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23595854.post-1740344804323058615</id><published>2008-03-01T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T22:16:12.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Good morning, I have just been thinking about [..] around Friday morning to [..] You know as a Tucson cyclist any day of the week you can be riding anywhere one second with one group then turn around and your are with another group. The coffee shop from another place just around the corner, pretty nice, pretty gorgeous [..] on Friday morning. &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.jott.com/show.aspx?id=71c61e4d-8c6b-4c87-b6fd-b637c7af31b1"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://jott.com/"&gt;Jott&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23595854-1740344804323058615?l=tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/1740344804323058615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23595854&amp;postID=1740344804323058615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/1740344804323058615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/1740344804323058615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-morning-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23595854.post-3992506736957147639</id><published>2008-01-24T19:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T19:25:35.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think sometimes that...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I think sometimes that we feel connected and yet we're not connected. We feel that our family members are plugged in but they're not plugged in. And we feel that sometimes it's all about us because we are plugged in and we're needed, we feel needed. Although, we may not be really needed, formally(?) just be selfishly needed. &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.jott.com/Show.aspx?id=9d3e35e0-3524-44fa-a6f3-94e926c59f41'&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://jott.com'&gt;Jott&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23595854-3992506736957147639?l=tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/3992506736957147639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23595854&amp;postID=3992506736957147639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/3992506736957147639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/3992506736957147639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-think-sometimes-that.html' title='I think sometimes that...'/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23595854.post-1752795676674195526</id><published>2008-01-24T19:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T19:10:09.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes we can be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Sometimes we can be selfish for the right reasons, sometimes we can be selfish for the wrong reasons, and sometimes we can just be selfish.  &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.jott.com/Show.aspx?id=54584e32-06c0-4c7b-adf0-fea3a55c19af'&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://jott.com'&gt;Jott&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23595854-1752795676674195526?l=tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/1752795676674195526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23595854&amp;postID=1752795676674195526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/1752795676674195526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/1752795676674195526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/2008/01/sometimes-we-can-be.html' title='Sometimes we can be...'/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23595854.post-636624007420742680</id><published>2008-01-24T19:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T19:09:51.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes they feel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Sometimes they feel connected for the right reasons, sometimes they feel connected for the wrong reasons. &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.jott.com/Show.aspx?id=ab22598b-2483-47f9-94e1-669b9e612e30'&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://jott.com'&gt;Jott&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23595854-636624007420742680?l=tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/636624007420742680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23595854&amp;postID=636624007420742680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/636624007420742680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/636624007420742680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/2008/01/sometimes-they-feel.html' title='Sometimes they feel...'/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23595854.post-2928173984956560083</id><published>2008-01-15T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T08:03:23.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I realized this morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I realized this morning that I need to be more involved with my child and her homework right after school  so I told her you need to call me when out on from school explain to me your homework and  I'll explain to you how your supposed to do the results that way we both have communication that way communication begins in homeworks again something like that I think we have to get there.  &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.jott.com/Show.aspx?id=48d56f43-b15d-4ffd-a3d4-6bb384e12e20'&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://jott.com'&gt;Jott&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23595854-2928173984956560083?l=tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/2928173984956560083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23595854&amp;postID=2928173984956560083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/2928173984956560083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/2928173984956560083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-realized-this-morning.html' title='I realized this morning...'/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23595854.post-5933324625566033757</id><published>2008-01-07T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T09:24:40.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGwbgk-R5Dw/R4JQ5mH3UzI/AAAAAAAAABw/yIwk1yGgR1U/s1600-h/Ibanez+V70CENTa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 38px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGwbgk-R5Dw/R4JQ5mH3UzI/AAAAAAAAABw/yIwk1yGgR1U/s320/Ibanez+V70CENTa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152769874081567538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Santa brought my #1a girl an electric guitar, I have played with it more than she, my #1 girl told me to go get my own. So I did, now I have an Ibanez Acoustic/Electric. I look forward to playing and learning it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rode to work today, it was nice. The trip home might not be so nice with high winds predicted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23595854-5933324625566033757?l=tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/5933324625566033757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23595854&amp;postID=5933324625566033757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/5933324625566033757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/5933324625566033757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/2008/01/after-santa-brought-my-1a-girl-electric.html' title=''/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGwbgk-R5Dw/R4JQ5mH3UzI/AAAAAAAAABw/yIwk1yGgR1U/s72-c/Ibanez+V70CENTa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23595854.post-4324680719003538497</id><published>2007-12-28T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:04:56.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGwbgk-R5Dw/R3U6MGH3UyI/AAAAAAAAABo/t1PbxQXGjFA/s1600-h/TRAnnivWii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGwbgk-R5Dw/R3U6MGH3UyI/AAAAAAAAABo/t1PbxQXGjFA/s320/TRAnnivWii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149085728444470050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work, chase the dogs around the yard and then, #1a and I helped Laura Croft die numerous times last night........that was  great fun. I cannot wait to try it again tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Wii purchase story from last year... I guess #1 and #1a girls were at the mall, upon departing they were walking past  the "Game Stop" or whatever it is called. #1a asked if she could check about a  Wii. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I should tell you it is my fault for for even putting the idea in their  heads since I saw something online months and months before it came out.&lt;/span&gt; Anyway,  #1 cautioned #1a to not be disappointed since the systems were in short supply.  Then, #1a came out smiling from ear to ear; they had one and at the non-marked  up because of short supply.  Someone put it on hold until 1:00pm and #1 and #1a  showed up at 1:30. What a fluke. We have been playing ever since!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to figure out how to connect it to my trainer so I can ride and play, more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23595854-4324680719003538497?l=tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/4324680719003538497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23595854&amp;postID=4324680719003538497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/4324680719003538497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/4324680719003538497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/2007/12/work-work-work-chase-dogs-around-yard.html' title=''/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGwbgk-R5Dw/R3U6MGH3UyI/AAAAAAAAABo/t1PbxQXGjFA/s72-c/TRAnnivWii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23595854.post-6936681677475142933</id><published>2007-12-20T13:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T08:11:18.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Hey, went to see Alvin and the Chimunks last night good, silly movie, fun to take the kids to. Today is a gorgeous day in the desert enjoying it out on the bike. And looking forward to other days just like this. Go ride your bike and enjoy the day.&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.jott.com/Show.aspx?id=1eb8b466-9626-456e-84a5-cd765f136352"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://jott.com/"&gt;Jott&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23595854-6936681677475142933?l=tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/6936681677475142933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23595854&amp;postID=6936681677475142933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/6936681677475142933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/6936681677475142933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-went-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23595854.post-214550773409954774</id><published>2007-12-18T23:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T23:16:13.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I found this really neat way of posting to my Blog using jott.com, I sent the following to this blog using jott. "This is a test of my jott.com system, I think it works, but I have to test it out and see how well it's blogger.com while I am doing a [...]." Ok so I guess I need to be ready to post before I start speaking. &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.jott.com/Show.aspx?id=8f44dc69-df39-467b-a388-41d9e11efe19"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://jott.com/"&gt;Jott&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23595854-214550773409954774?l=tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/214550773409954774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23595854&amp;postID=214550773409954774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/214550773409954774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/214550773409954774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-is-test-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23595854.post-1339512331786042367</id><published>2007-11-12T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T15:34:54.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dGwbgk-R5Dw/RzjT_WkFx0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/IY2fG9V8riM/s1600-h/DSCN1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dGwbgk-R5Dw/RzjT_WkFx0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/IY2fG9V8riM/s320/DSCN1243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132084860730853186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the kids to see, you guessed it, Hannah Montana. The light show and pyrotechnics were awesome. I think the show was enjoyed by everyone except we had a difficult time seeing over everyone in front of us. (Note to self, make sure the seating is not on the floor next time.) I look forward to going to the next one with the kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23595854-1339512331786042367?l=tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/1339512331786042367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23595854&amp;postID=1339512331786042367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/1339512331786042367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/1339512331786042367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-took-kids-to-see-you-guessed-it.html' title=''/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dGwbgk-R5Dw/RzjT_WkFx0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/IY2fG9V8riM/s72-c/DSCN1243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23595854.post-7499933564903131570</id><published>2007-03-27T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T07:41:35.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No Crashes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finished'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I finished without a crash! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I raced Tumacacori RR 6 mile loop, 460ft climbing, 10 laps. I climbed, kind of; went off the front, got dropped and worked myself back numerous times finally I almost bonked then got slammed in reverse, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I finished&lt;/span&gt;. The race was a good way to start the season off as a working family guy and sometimes racing 40+, Cat3. Racing with the 35+ crowd can be difficult but I was able to get my head back on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 5, 2006 I was racing a Criterium only to find myself on the wrong side of the handlebars gasping for O2. 10 weeks after cracking 3 ribs, chipping 2 vertebra, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;my collarbone and puncturing my lung I soloed up Madera Canyon. What a great ride! I have soloed numerous days on the Shootout after popping, but it was good to race with my head in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is time to train seriously during my daily commute in the desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23595854-7499933564903131570?l=tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/7499933564903131570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23595854&amp;postID=7499933564903131570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/7499933564903131570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/7499933564903131570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-finished-without-crash-sunday-i-raced.html' title=''/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23595854.post-114174925323462892</id><published>2006-03-07T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T09:34:13.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2006.03.07 -- This morning I found more potholes in the desert on my way to work. I had to replace  my tube because of a large unavoidable hole. I was almost late for work. Oh well, just another tube to patch now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23595854-114174925323462892?l=tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/feeds/114174925323462892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23595854&amp;postID=114174925323462892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/114174925323462892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23595854/posts/default/114174925323462892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tucdesrtbkcmtr.blogspot.com/2006/03/2006.html' title=''/><author><name>JMount</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09611288775907049855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
