"Update" I've been meaning to post for awhile now, or at least for 14 days: Bike Month is now over....

...a couple of weeks ago actually, and I am proud to say that I managed to ride 100% in the Month of May...well 100% of the work days in the Month of May...actually I took one day of PTO, so 100% of the work days that I worked in the Month of May (it counts -I asked - see proof below!!!!). All of my hard work riding each a.m./p.m, and packing my work clothes/make-up/hair-crap/etc./etc. in my ridiculously large backpack, whilst getting soaked in the bloomin' (my favorite word btw) record setting May rain, added up to a whopping

133 Miles of Pure Accomplishment!!!!! Yay me (see stats below for "I Bleed Purple!!!" - cause I do:)):

Upon review of our team's final stats, I was feeling pretty cool - the only 100%er on my team (though I wasn't the highest miles-wise, but we could only count the miles to and from our regular work site and our home, so I really couldn't do much about that) - when I came upon the stats of one of the competing teams from my place-of-work that shattered all feelings of coolness or accomplishment. Please see "Jeff" below:

Holy crap Jeff!!!! Way to put everyone else to shame (actually I am pretty sure there were many other fanatics in Seattle that biked as many, if not more miles, but I am only concerned with my direct competition). To be fair - to me and everyone else operating within the confines of a HUMAN BODY - this guy is a machine...he is the Everest climbing/Great Wall jogging/bionic-man sort, and I am constantly trying to convince myself that I can hardly be expected to keep up with him...though I have to admit it is really hard to be excited about 133 when 887 is out there too. To make it worse, he also biked 100%, so I don't even get the pleasure of holding that over him...as I would feel no shame in doing regardless of the fact that my 100% was comprised of 7 mile round-trip journeys, while his was just under 45 mile/round-trippers, but alas, he robbed me of that satisfaction as well.

*Sadly, I wasn't able to procure any sweet pics of me on my bike...mid-hill, in the rain. This was largely due to my flat-out refusal to allow anyone to take my picture during or after my huffing it up Dravus - which I wholly regret now - as I've always had a particular fondness for ugly pics of myself...what was I thinking?).