Hillside Hijinx, and-- help me and Pam pick our team name

Hey people. They were at it again yesterday-- the nutballs at the mountain bike trail (Hillside Park in ER) had another race. Last time it was below zero. Yesterday was nicer as far as extremities not solidifying and falling off, but the warmer temps softened-up the trail. Riders reported it was like riding in 10 to 12 inches of mashed potatoes.

Hard slogging to be sure. They came prepared, and a little snow and ice is not going to stop these guys (and two girls), but, conditions being what they were, only people with specialized large wheel bikes called pugs could race. Everyone who showed up with a normal mountain bike was out of luck. One guy made it one lap on a regular bike out of sheer craziness & stubbornness & apparently legs of iron, but the race was a lap and a half so he only got the bragging rights for his effort.

Even the pug riders-- generally the most elite/serious of the racers-- were practically passing out at the finish line. Well, not all of them. A few managed to bust out a wheelie, but they were certainly less frisky than they usually are after a race. It spanked them pretty hard yesterday. I'm always amazed at what they're able to do. Incredible. Legs + heart + a little craziness = mtb racer.

I just went to hang out and take video (I'll post that when I finish it, later in the week (?) ). I'll take about any excuse to tromp around in the woods, and like the vibe of the mtb crowd. Since I'm not good enough to really race (or even ride in the winter yet), it's fun to watch them. And, turns out, I like making videos. So I hung out with scratched racer Samantha and Kristin (Mrs. CoolTrailBossRich) and invented peep brule. (I don't know how to make that little accent deal over the "e". Peep "broolay")

The peeps weren't really in favor of this idea.

Unfortunately, some peeps were harmed in the making of this treat.

People scoffed. But they were an intoxicating combination of revolting and delicious. I think they'd have been even better if they weren't 2 to 3 years old and hard as peep rocks.

In other SueNews:

Remember when me and TPam rode the Urban Assault Ride last year? Our team name, you may recall, was "Finger Twist Of Doom", named after my trademark menacing pointy gesture.

Well, saddle up. We're doing it again. We have to sign up by Jan 31 to get an entry fee discount and need a team name again. Here are the finalists. We're letting you guys vote, so tell us your favorite, or if you have any other really good suggestions. We need to pick by Thurs a.m., because I'm leaving town for a few days.

Here's the list (in no particular order):

Pedal Pushers
Famous & Adjacent
Playing to win
Nacho Mama
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot
Team RAWR (random, awesome, wicked rowdy)
2 fools, 2 bikes
Off The Edge
Trophy Wives
Dorkalicious
As Yet Unsigned