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Live with intention,

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Choose with no regret,

Appreciate your friends,

Continue to learn,

Do what you love.

LIVE AS IF THIS IS ALL THERE IS.

Autumn Leaves.

Autumn is here - the clocks have gone back and all measures of 'daylight saving' are fading as fast as my semi perma tan!!I have been mostly working hard and catching up with friends - October has been a wee beer fest! Andy B from DirtSchool put it nicely by coining October as the mad month for the MTBers - everyone seems to hit the beer and enjoy some stable home time. It's a nice season and quite humbling. As a student living in the city - I really missed the beauty of seasonal change which I was lucky to experience growing up in the Lakes. Now in the village of Innerleithen - seasonal changes are extreme and beautiful - it feels like home.

So - my birthday has been and gone - I don't feel any older - and had a wonderful time with my beautiful and quite unbelievably crazy friend Nats on a beautiful Scottish Estate - we drank - walked - ate- spent time with the animals (pigs, chickens and dogs) and did a heap of long over due girly stuff - chatting and shopping!!

The house has been busy with friends. A few Mondays ago - we decided we would rent a few golf carts and head out to the country club to smack some balls -after a chat about only playing the back 9 and pushing the carts to their limits - we decided to avoid causing mild irritation and play it safe on the driving range - so there you have it - the birth of a new activity - GOLF DRIVING - in the village - yours for only £3/bucket!!

We unleashed the polo shirts - sun visors and wacky Happy Gilmore swing styles - you would be surprised how far a good old hockey swing will propel the ball! The guys in the golf shop were doubled up watching us all squid around - the actual word they used was 'hurling'!! We set foot for a full on 45 minute side splitting effort! Zak and Big J seemed to come out on top in the performance scales - but since this is my blog - I can write what I like - I am the unrefuted champ - I am a big deal with a golf club and I have my own selection of leather bound books - FACT!

So - a few more unavoidable and quite necessary fun packed weekends are on the adgenda - but alas, eventually the time has come and winter training is WELL under way - there is a funny story behind that - so another day - another blog. For now, I will leave you with the PERFECT ingredients for an indulgent autumn relaxation.

Ciao.

Jay-mambo. X

Guesty and Chris bust out the funky chicken on the East side.

Word.

My two great friends The RANDOM Guesty and Chriso P are currently biking around Tibet and China - they are on a mad old mission - not quite sure where they are right now - or in fact what they are doing, and I am pretty sure they aren't too sure either in an organised array of dissorganisation and maximum randomness - but one thing I do know is that they must have butt sores by now. Chris literally touched base with the real world after a month long trip to Afganistan which another great friend of mine Sam has documented on YOUUUUU are a TUBE. Check it out - 3 of my friends headed out there on a mission to climb some undescovered mountains and work with the locals - thankfully - Sam went too and was able to document their trip for all to see. Needless to say - between Mike and Chris - they have some well rounded worldly experience of expedition and survival - so I am sure their voyage will be completed in style.

I gave Guesty some help before he left to sharpen his expedition nutrition strategy and am glad to see that he has Lucozade Sport bottle in full use.

Check out the Alpine Legends Blog to follow their progress - it's more than inspirational.

While you are at it - keep your eyes peeled for Guestys new business venture - Kitesurfscotland.

That's right - Scotland has now got a few dedicated Kitesurf instructors who are coming together to instruct and spread the word - as the business gets off it's feet - I am sure their programme of offerings will expand. The main men are Guesty and Dave - both are great, fun and enthusiastic guys - there is no doubt you will have a blast alongside learning a really fun new sport. Their website will be up and running soon - when it does, I will let you know. I have done a bit of kite surfing in the red sea in Egypt - I also love land kiting - but one thing is for sure - I will be using more of these guys to fine tune my skills and get hooked on a new sport.

J. xx

Green peas in your poop......WHAT?

Have you ever just randomly dedicated an entire 48 hours to staying indoors and poop to your hearts content?? No, thought not. Well, this weekend, I did JUST that! With winter training and the start of a very focused 8 months looming - I wanted to make sure that my insides were ready - so I ventured into a 'mild cleanse!

I went to the health food shop in search of 'Pysillium hust' a natural laxative - and rich source of fibre - perfect for a natural colon cleanse. On the way home something flew of the windscreen - which later turned out to be a parking ticket - woooops! I forgot to feed the darn machine with money again! I also bought some salt - grapefruit juice and olive oil so I could run a liver and gall bladder cleanse -and off home to solitary pooping confinement I went!

I was fasted for 24 hours so my body would get max benefits! At 4pm that afternoon - the colon cleanse started - within 45 minutes, my living room smelled like a cess pit - in a shake of a lambs tail, I was knee deep in a full scale dumb and dumber re inaction of the diarrhea scene. So with that all going on - I then ventured out into the liver and gall bladder detox - 6pm = consumption of a cup of salt water, same again at 8pm. At 9.45pm - I drank 1/2 a cup of olive oil and 1/2 a cup of grape fruit juice - and then sat back - literally, horizontal for 25 mins.

The next morning, I visited the bathroom to see the most absurd thing in the pan before me - time dark colored blobs in between light green pea shaped blobs, apparently, the dark ones are gall stones and the light green ones - cholesterol. OH MY. The shit trilogy was in full force.

I wouldn't recommend you try this at home - it was a mere experiment for me suggested by a few friends - I did do my own research, but probs best not to mirror my activities. My inquisition got one up on me again. Needless to say, a few days later - I feel light and fluffy again - the images of my insides will eventually disappear, I hope!

So - the next part of the 'shit trilogy' commenced as a discussion with friends at a charity Breast Cancer ball later that weekend - 'cue extreme gross out reactional faces'. Yup - it didn't go down well - to make matters worse - the partner of friend who was disturbed the most went on to bid on what we thought was two cows at the charity auction (in the village of course) - it turned out to be 2 TONNES of cow pat - now they have more poop than they know what to do with! Unlucky!!

Hop skip and cleansed gut jump. BO. X

CYCLODELIC.

I am quite prone to say YES to most things - so when an e-mail came through asking whether I would sit on a panel of experts at the London Cycle show to promote Women in Cycling - the obvious answer was YES. The day was hosted by Cyclodelic - a FAB new company for female cyclists - Cyclodelic. The company is pretty new - run by the amazing Amy Fleuriot who heads up the glamorous and beautiful accessories and stylish clothes for girls who ride.

It was the busiest day at the London Cycle show on the Saturday. I arrived to a hustle and bustle of people who have one thing in common - their love for bikes.

We had 2 slots on the main stage speaking about our experiences in cycling, nutrition, travelling, clothes and training - we also fielded an array of questions from the audience.

On the panel -from left to right - Nicole Cook (Olympic and world champ), Amy Flouriot, Hollie Avil (U23 World Champ), Victoria Pendleton (Olympic and World Champ), Anthony, Lil Me and presenter - Annie Emmerson (Former Triathlon Champ). Rachel Atherton was also on stage - but isn't on the photo!

It was a fab day all round and a great experience to work alongside some of the Worlds best female cyclists. It was amazing to be able to chat to the girls back stage - to find out about their Olympic experiences and their nutrition habits.

BO. X

Dirt Nutrition.

Hey y'all...

If you are into gravity MTB, you will all read DIRT.

Keep your eyes peeled for some cool wee articles on nutrition. I have 5 articles in over the next few issues which should all tie some key nutrition messages together for you all.

I really hope you pick up a few tips which help you fuel better and ride with a bigger and stronger smile on your face.

Happy reading.

J. x

The Scottish Champs.

Glencoe........

What more can I say, this track is HARD. Hrd in the dry and near on impossible in the wet. The weekend of the Champs...we had it all, glorious sunshine, heat and no midges on the saturday and full bown torrential rain on the sabbeth.

Personally, I don't think it is a nice track to ride full stop and certainly not a track I like going against the clock on. But it was the venue for the weekend and the course was the same for every single rider.....there was certainly plenty on track to sperate the men from the boys! Check out these nasty crashes. Pics taken from Ian Linton.com.

I was pretty excited about the Champs none the less, after winning the title for the past few years I wasn't really up for letting it go without a fight. There are some really good up and coming young riders in Scotland at the moment and the SCU have an excellent development programme for them which is just wicked. I only wish I had that when I was younger.

I stopped to see the riders and give them some nutritional products to aid recovery on the Wednesday before the race as they were on a training camp in the village. I spoke to one of the devo girls who said tongue in cheek that at the weekend I was 'going down'. Up until that point, I was fairly nonchalant about the weekend, but she did me a massive favour and fuelled my jets!

Practice on Saturday was top trump, I hit my lines, shook some monkeys off my back from last year and left the track in the afternoon knowing I could do okay.

By Sunday, I have to admit to being a little fearful, the rain morphed the course into a giant swamp which could take anyone out at any moment. The lines had changed and the traction in some areas was almost zero. I stuck with my tyre choice of swamp things and lifted my head up.

My old teamie Neil sorted my head out as usual and said one sentance that got me focused just before I hopped on the chairlift. I knew that as the rain was falling hard our first run would be the run that counted....track conditions were just getting worse.

I did what I had to do......got a steady one in the bag, rode safe with a number of mistakes, it was by no means super fast or smooth, but it got me the win.

2009 Scottish Womens Champ......and the trophy is home to roost for another year. Thanks to all at the SDA for organising a terrific event and getting some extra curricular activities on the go to keep everyone out of trouble after practice!

Job done.

J.x

Village idiots.

Nestled in the tranquil Borders is a wee village called Innerleithen. It's a haven for cycling of all types, touring bikes pass through daily mounted by people persuing their own goals, more often the end to end -lands end to John O'Groats.....yea, they might look funny, talk way too much about routes and nutrition and probably by the time they hit the village they smell like meat pies, but they are doing it and fair play.

On any hill on any day of the week there are people seeking other challenges. Facing the fear of the MTB tracks. It's frikking awesome, there are tracks everywhere and I am never short of someone to hit the trails with, more often than not, there is a challenge in our midst.......here are but a few.......

1. To unleash a whack photo on the camera of a fellow rider (Rider A and Rider B - Identity not disclosed!).

2. To ride the trails dressed in a lycra skin suit and pretend you are actually on the Barbados national squad on a busy day at the trail centre.

3. To pull some wood from the giant jenga stack without it squish squashing down on your heeeeed.

4. To pick up a cereal box with your teeth without letting your limbs touch the ground or face planting on the decking (Teeny and Tracy Brunger).

5. To get to the bottom without getting lost in the mist and calling the mountain rescue (JC and Chris).

6. To win the potato hitting contest, beat your component and not get too carried away that you have a full 3 feet of dangle between your legs (The Guesty, Teeny, Big J and Little J!)

So there you have it, a snippet of village life. Get into it!! X

Fort Billy Willy. GET OOOT MA DOOOUR.

It's that time of year again! FORT WILLIAM! I frikkin love it and just can't get enough, it's an amazing track, loads of challenges, physical and mental and once a year, the circus comes to town, with it brings a heap of fun, my beautiful friends and the best riding in the world. What girl could ask for more?Deep down, I rode well, I was strong and consistent, I pulled it together for my race but was left with that lingering what if...what if I had the chance to ride full time? What if I put my eggs into one basket and threw caution to the wind? What could I do? I always know deep down that I could do so well and not just crack that DARN top 20, but go further and faster. Truth is, I love what I do and I love knowing that I can do so much all the time, but in the back of my mind I know if I had the resources that I could do so much more. Maybe one day I will bite the bullet.

For now, I am happy to know that with the efforts and resources I have I am doing my best across a number of different fields in my life......and I know I am living, I feel it, good and bad and I am proud to have finished 25th overall, a few seconds quicker than last year.

Contentment came after a battle with my inner self this weekend and on Sunday night, I rested easy knowing that with a lot of help from my friends I had fought my demons and did what I love with the people around me.

When all else feels blue, the friends around you can shake you up, slap you around and make you see that the road ahead IS paved with goodness. With a few sessions on the water bomb sling, a few episodes of the Jerky boys, some fear of Mrs Thomas' afterbirth ghost, some good choons, a few cook offs and some beautiful scenery and fresh highland air I found my Jayminess again. It's not always about the bike, it's about blowing off the warts with a good ole BLOW TORCH - Got ooout ma door!

Thanks guys, you know who you are and I love you all dearly.

P.S. What does happen to people who can't cook - do they not just go hungry??

J.X

At home with NEVENEVEN and Big J.

Neven - her name is a palindrome, just like Hannah......but Nevens name is unusual.....and I am big believer in unusal names. I think your name can affect your personality, think about it. Now I am not for one minute saying that Nev is the same back to front......sure she isn't. She is a GOLDEN chick and one of my coolest and bestest friends and we just had a ball for an entire 10 days!I'm not going to bore you with the girls gossip that went down......but I will give a brief round up.....Nev arrived, we talked straight for over 8 hours, slept, talked some more, rode a trail in Innerleithen.......I worked, Nev worked, Jim arrived. We dressed Jim up like a girl and all went for afternoon T at the country manor......we rode another trail.....you get the drift.....onwards to.....

BOOB MOUNTAIN. It gets a separate paragraph and capitals because it is a special mountain with a special tail behind it! It sits high and proud above my village - it's real name is Lee Penn and I have wanted to ride this monster for over a year....from one trail centre (Glentress) to another (Innerleithen) ...it's a good couple of miles with a good few meters of climbs. The time was right, Jim, Nev and myself got fed, watered and hit it...we climbed to the boundary wall on the black run of Glentress and there it was steep, heather covered mountain side.....the only way up and the only way to get up was to carry the bike and hike. It was in the heat of the day in the midst of the UK heatwave......and boy it was long and lingering. Without Nev and Big J, I think either one of us would have turned back at any point, but hence-forth, we spurred on like cows to the slaughter in teh baking heat! Our mids and thoughts and excitement focused on the descent - but there wans't one!! After 5 hours of hiking, there was no release.......aside from the pub....where we went and didn't leave until we got asked too!! A great day made better and more memorable by the quality cider and banter from 2 of the coolest people I know! Yesh!

So......after the tour of the Innerleithen and Glentress trails, more talking than gets done on news 24, many an alfresco meal laced with fine wine, some cross dressing, shopping, tourist adventures, afternoon T's, a few books, some new adventures and a heap of laughter it was time. FORT WILLIAM was calling.X

Filming at the Fort.

Chris Ball from Dirt School is making a new vidoe.....so I headed up to support a friend and got rpoed into a bit of filming!

The guys at the Fort were helly-ing dirt onto the track for the World Cup, so the first few runds down were a little sketch as we spent most of our time dodging the dirt piles - but it was such a great few days riding wise. Chris really opened my mind with line choice and bike handling skills sessions.

I will no doubt post when the video is out.

Ciao bella. X

The ducks nuts, badgers nadgers, mules joules. BALLS OF THE TORROS.

So, Spain....I have raced here, passed through, flown over, but never travelled and experienced the sights, sounds, smells, culture, sangria, paella.......bulls balls and inticacies of this beautiful country.......I was long overdue a taster!!

My travelling partner for the duration was a bit of a let down to be fair, I felt like I was tailing in an unspontaneous workaholic....which in all honesty, I was. But never the less, I tried to get around and see as much as is humanly possible in the duration of the week and enrich both our lives and senses completely.

We landed in Malaga, spent the first night there absorbing the Easter madness in the city before heading to the Picasso museum bright and early on the first day. In the afternoon, we headed due north east to Ronda, an ancient wee town, made famous for it's bull ring and ancient connecting bridges. Man this place was sweet......again, I was desperate to see a bull fight (when in Rome and all that) as it was the start fo the season. I just wanted to hurl myself into everything traditionally Spanish, but my travelling partner prefered to keep his sights firmly in his narrow box....so far dink-um on that score....I settled for a magical tour of the bull ring and let my imagination go wild!

Onwards to the foothills of the Sierra Nevada.....a little altitude and two amazing nestlings in the mountains called Pampeniera and Capileira. These little villages were the epitamy of Spanish tranquility, small white houses with tiny terracotta tiling perched on the side of some of the most beautiful basin like surrounds in the world. We unpacked our bikes and hit the trails. I had been told a heap about the trails in Spain and all the whispers were true...this terrain aint like no other, it's red, like the dessert and rocky central. In the heat of the day, I didn't take to happily to the climbs, but some of the descents were wicky wicky wild wild west!! The one thing I will rememebr about these villages are the rugs, the beautiful viubrant rugs that the locals made, if only I had more room in my travel bag!!

So, with the mountains behind us, we headed to Granada. I was so excited to see the actual Sierra Nevada resort, as this was once the host to a World Cup. Unfortunatly, at this point, me and my now certifiably boring travel partner had fallen out, he wasn't dealing too well with being away from work- his distinct lack of spacial awareness had lead him to stoving our hire car into a bollard (at a hefty cost), he had fallen asleep at the dinner table one evening and puked his guts up for the duration of another evening which could be attributed to a weak immune system - probably stemming directly from his lack of eating pretty much everything outwith his key safe foods - to add to that he was transfixed on his blackberry inbetween blinks. How someone can prefer looking at a mobile phone screen instead of enjoying and absorbing vibrant abd beautiful surroundings is completely beyond me. Anyway, it was really starting to wear thin by this point....so I just cruised the resport by myself and boy am I glad I did. It was minus a million degrees and snowing...but it had the air of a cool place about it for sure!

On the second to last day, we hit Seville. We toured the famous bull ring and finally got more than a large whiff of Sangria! About time too.....in the midst of the Easter celebrations, the city was ALIVE! And so was I...totally buzzing from the sun and colour and music. This is a heftily rad city and one which I will revisit for sure WITHOUT my dull travel partner!!

Trek Global Team.

Waugh-head, BB and I landed in sunny Portugal a few Saturday mornings back. Waugh had his camera, B had his marketing hand shake and I was fully loaded with Lucozade Sport and a bunch of presentations notes for the team!

Trains, planes and automobiles are never easy hu! Whilst sat in the departure gate at Edinburgh, I managed to miss my first flight, but thanks to EASY jet, it was EASY to get on the next one, it just came at a slither of notes to the sum of £35, I tried to get it waivered, but the sympathy vote by passed my disorganised wimper....after nearly missing my second flight I/we made it to Porto, Portugal, and were met by a dotty wee Portugese man who took us to our rental car which was about 2 miles from the airport. This was no Hertz kiosk rental, this was a full scale local deal!

Now the rental, probably the highlight of the weekend and a slight bone of contention, it was black, shaped like a box and pretty shit......it made sense for it to temporarily adopt the more than apt nick name of SHITBOX!! It was probably the biggest hunk of junk imaginable and for sure the worst rental I hav ever had....it was functional and we can't take that from it, it got us there, but nearly didn't get us back! No surprises to hear I almost missed ny return flight!!

The team look excellent, all of the guys are happy campers and their year ahead is just as exiting as it was ever going to be when the team was all of an idea back in June! I have no doubt they will reach new levels and bring home the medals.

For everything else there will always be a SHITBOX if you look hard enough! Yowch. X

The winter.....

So, I have been pretty slack on the ole BLOGGING (god that word is so cringe worthy, for some reason it sends shivers down my spine, to me, it epitomises that geeky computer beaver who spends every last person writing their life down for the world to read...but to be fair, who is actually reading about a life on the keyboard???......this blog, an average of 10 people/day, so I can rest assured I'm not wasting my time....)

So, what's been happening this winter......XC rides, mega windy kite flying sessions, some brief encounters with the swimming pool, miles to many moments that have landed slap on my hips..... and TWO DH races! Yea, the wheels of steel got slung into motion!! The Scottish Winter season races were hosted right here in the Innerleithen ghetto, about a nanosecond from my front door! The courses were true, natural, tight, rocky, rooty Inners through and through!!

Wayne from Trek made the journey to support the crew (Mosley, Buckle and lil old me). It is such a luxury having race support at a regional race! Cheers Wayne.

The first race was Buckles FIRST DH race! He was a champ....he had the best time and just went hell for leather all weekend! I think...or at least I hope he has got the bug, he was as pleased as punch...and doesn't' that smile just say it all?!! We had a wee bet running, lets just say, he still has a bit of catching up to do!! ;)

So, that's the racing......the riding has been COLD!! I have been riding out with a great friend, former GB junior world class rider and village idiot EC! EC is just a treat to hang out with, he is just fresh as a daisy and funny as!! Elliot has shown me some of the secret local trails in and around the village. So far, they are all pretty taxing, but a heap of fun, super long climbs followed by super steep, natural and pretty fresh trails, rockie/pumpie and some more on the Inner DH side of the village. Friday rides RULE! If you are in the village on a friday, be sure to see us dipping in and out crazy un marked trails.

That's y'all up to speed......I'll leave you with a pic of EC in the stone circle about 1/4 a mile from my hoooose. Thank goodness it's not the sabbeth...double birdie commin atcha!!

Which moose let the juice loose about this hoooose?! XX

The DIRT on Caffeine!

Most of you will are already avid DIRT readers, for those who arent, there is a cool wee article on caffeine in issue no. 85 which I put together.

Go get it, have a read, have a think, question what your stratergy is, how you can make it better and then give it a whirl in practice, play around with it and make it work for YOU.

Because every second counts....... XX

Giddy up campers. Good news for 09, the love is all around this season. I am still on my TREK which is always a good thing, the best bike in the world, lightest and soon to be proven fastest in the world by the TREK Global riders. The other spot of good news is that I am sticking with FOX

The FOX and TREK families are the coolest families to be part of in MTB. With a hot looking bike that thas been developed with unreal attention detail and and amazing clothes, some excellent race support at selected races, and some amazing clothes, developed for function, and comfort, I know that I will be able to trust my equiptment, what else can a girl DH rider ask for? The rest is up to me!

Watch this space for some funky girls clothes and in the mean time, check out the FOX global site for my rider bio.

Jme. X