Pictures from Camp

When you sign with a team you can never know for sure what you're getting in to. Of course you know what your contract says, what they'll be providing for you, and what races you'll be doing, but there's really a lot more to it.

I flew out to California not really knowing what to expect. I knew I was supposed to meet a shuttle at the Santa Barbara airport which would take me to the team's hotel, but I didn't know much beyond that. What would I'd be doing while I was out there? If you asked me that before I left, I would probably have told you I'd be riding all the time. Well, I was wrong. Camp was an eclectic cross between a buisness conference, a diabetes camp, and a cycling camp. If we weren't in meetings, at photo shoots, or on our bikes we were trying to get some sleep!

In the meetings we learned about the history of the team and our title sponsors, Lantus and Apidra. My teammates' glucose monitors beep to tell them if their blood sugar is getting either too high or too low. Phil Southerland would be speaking to us, a glucose monitor would beep, and he would pause and jokingly say, "Stop interrupting and get your blood sugar under control!" It was such a positive atmosphere.

Below is a guy from the camera crew who was filming the filming for a documentary about the team.

I also got to meet my team mates who are all amazing cyclists and amazing people. Two of my team mates, Morgan and Monique, are living with Type 1 diabetes. They are living proof that people with diabetes can do anything a normal person can - even be a professional bike racer! Below is a picture of Sam and me. Sam's the youngest one on the team, but she can rock a sprint like the best of them!

Out on a training ride!

Getting pretty for the camera!

Monique and Me between shoots.

And this is what I had to leave when I came back to Florida. I was sad to go, and even more sad when I realized how much school work I'd have to do after being absent for ten days.

But right now, Redlands is on my mind. It's time to train.

Oh, and be sure to follow our men's team in the upcoming Tour of California!

Team Type 1 Camp

If you've been wondering where I've been since I disappeared off the face of the earth over a week ago, click here. This link will take you to the TT1 blog which has pictures from a school visit we did yesterday. I'll write more later, but overall it was a really fun experience!

More pictures and stories to come once I get back!

We're Crazy and We Know It

Several of my cycling friends have told me how hilarious this book is. I've never read it, but it's really something I'd like to get my hands on. Apparently, it was written to explain to the non-cyclist why we cyclists do some of the weird/crazy/obsessive things we do. A good gift for your disapproving spouse? Eh, I'm not so sure. But it will definitely be a load of laughs for you!

New Semester, New Season, New Team, New Year

Something good is beginning; I can feel it.

I was getting pretty bogged down there between exams, base training, and signing season. Could it have something to do with the five TI-89s I took to carrying around with me? Yep, that's just how much math I had to do.

Don't let the smile fool you. Nothing that requires that much computing could possibly be so fun.

The signing season was exceptionally stressful this year. I got four offers, which seems fine when I say it like that, but it certainly didn't go down as smoothly. I tried to play it safe, keep my options open and watch out for myself, but crises kept happening! Sponsors were getting anxious as the banking crisis began to unfold and several pro teams (Cheerwine, Aaron's, and Verducci as well as Toyota United and other men's teams) lost their sponsorship. Normally the economy doesn't affect me drastically, but after a particularly stressful evening in October where I was on and off the phone with different directors I thought to myself: dammit! Now I HAVE to vote!.

I finally signed to Team Type 1,and I'm super excited to race for a team with such a positive message. You can see our roster and check out the website if you click on the TT1 logo to the right.

I can tell this year is going to be great. I'm going to be doing a lot of traveling (see my race schedule) including a team training camp in California. I'll take pictures for you! I'm enrolled in interesting classes with enthusiastic professors. I'm registered for Heat Transfer, Power Transmission, Mechanics of Materials Lab, and Geography.

I also wanted to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to all you cyclists out there! Your racing age is now one year older than it was last year! (which means I'm racing age 21! eeeeeeekk! Don't look at my wrinkles!) I've only just come to terms with my gigantic thighs! I don't want to have to start thinking about wrinkle cream too!

In Which Jackie Talks About Getting Back on the Bike After the Off Season and Describes What it's Like to be Her Own Coach.

More to come...

Unfortunately, exams are a little more pressing.

Meanwhile, we can look at Jan:


Apparently I was wrong to assume that Jan's photo makes every heart flutter like it does mine. Dave, this one's for you:

Victoria Pendleton: Gold in the Sprint at the 2008 Olympic Games, Beijing

Exams are going alright. I had my Intermediate Engineering Analysis exam yesterday, and I've got Fluids and Mechanics of Materials tomorrow. As I was cramming for Fluids tonight, I read over a section on Dilatant Fluids. These are types of fluids whose viscosity increases with an increase in shear (meaning they're disturbed). I immediately thought of the increase in resistance that occurs when I pedal harder on my fluid trainer. Correct me if I'm wrong (and I haven't been able to do much extra research because I've been studying), but I think my fluid trainer might have a Dilatant fluid inside it :-)

I think I might get an A in this class.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Big thanks to Hal Downing for helping me raise money for Team Florida! I was pretty shocked, though, when he sent my "dating a cyclist" post to just about every cyclist in the Orlando area. Not exactly what I'd choose to be popular for, but I guess I can't be picky. I got so many responses from that post that we may have another coming up soon. In the mean time, I did come up with an even shallower reason to date a guy than his sexy pedal stroke. I thought of it while I was out riding last week.

Say there's a cyclist who you used to date. He's got the shaved legs and good form (I mean, come on, that's why you were with him in the first place), but things didn't work out for other reasons. You haven't seen him in awhile, but the tides have turned. You've heard through the grape vine that he has something new, something that he didn't have before. It's big. It's expensive...it's an altitude tent.

I'm ashamed to admit that trying to get back together with this guy for free altitude tent access didn't sound like a bad idea. I mean, how much time would I actually need to spend with him anyway? He'd always be out riding or gone at class... Fortunately for all the innocent professional cyclists out there, I don't ever plan on stooping that low.

Anyway, folks, I'm back in Orlando for Thanksgiving, and I'm thinking about coming out to the Lakemont ride on Saturday. See you out on the road! Oh, and if you have any questions about the Team Florida Ride-a-Thon fundraiser, email me at jcrowell@ufl.edu.

The Off Season

I know you're not supposed to gain too much weight in the off season, but I wouldn't be surprised if I'm 5 lbs. heavier than I was two weeks ago when I last touched my bike. I could get on the bathroom scale and verify, but ignorance is bliss, right? It doesn't help that people just keep handing me food right and left. I'm reluctant at first to accept, but then I think, "Oh, what the hell, it's the off season." My roommate, Amanda made me this amazing dinner the other night. She cooked the pumpkins for over 2 hours in the oven. It was delicious.

There's a lot less laundry to do when I'm not going through a kit or two a day.
I have time for TV! Check out my awesome setup.
I've also found that I'm addicted to accelerating. When I can't touch my bike, I develop this yearning to race something, ANYTHING! This is what I got a hold of...
My father is having a heart attack right about now. So, dad, I've been meaning to ask you, I know I'm not allowed to ride on motorcycles with boys, but you never said anything about me driving it myself ;-)