<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
		>
<channel>
	<title>Comments on: Thanksgiving</title>
	<atom:link href="http://www.belgiumkneewarmers.com/2007/11/thanksgiving.html/feed" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://www.belgiumkneewarmers.com/2007/11/thanksgiving.html</link>
	<description>Pro IS PROGRAM GO</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Wed, 09 Jun 2010 01:50:58 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1</generator>
	<item>
		<title>By: Aycock Anabelle</title>
		<link>http://www.belgiumkneewarmers.com/2007/11/thanksgiving.html/comment-page-1#comment-14848</link>
		<dc:creator>Aycock Anabelle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 09:12:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://66.147.244.157/~belgiumk/2007/11/thanksgiving/#comment-14848</guid>
		<description>Hello everyone, it is Thanksgiving Day! I&#039;m enjoying my extra day off, and I am planning to make something fun that will probably involve a bike ride and seeing something new in Jacksonville I haven&#039;t seen yet.
You write something new at Thanksgiving?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello everyone, it is Thanksgiving Day! I&#8217;m enjoying my extra day off, and I am planning to make something fun that will probably involve a bike ride and seeing something new in Jacksonville I haven&#8217;t seen yet.<br />
You write something new at Thanksgiving?</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://www.belgiumkneewarmers.com/2007/11/thanksgiving.html/comment-page-1#comment-11690</link>
		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2007 18:13:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://66.147.244.157/~belgiumk/2007/11/thanksgiving/#comment-11690</guid>
		<description>I am saddened by Stern moving. The switchbacks will not be the same without him pushing me. - Vern</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am saddened by Stern moving. The switchbacks will not be the same without him pushing me. &#8211; Vern</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: David W.</title>
		<link>http://www.belgiumkneewarmers.com/2007/11/thanksgiving.html/comment-page-1#comment-11667</link>
		<dc:creator>David W.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2007 00:13:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://66.147.244.157/~belgiumk/2007/11/thanksgiving/#comment-11667</guid>
		<description>I pitty those few too ordinary and sour in Nuevo Mexico who will now be rocked and shocked by our Friend Sterno.  I envy them others who will be pushed and tickled and inspired...  Sterno Sir, Please Rage On with the pearly whites and matching Booties.  You will be missed in the Freak Show out West.&lt;br/&gt;Peace, HoverHawk.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I pitty those few too ordinary and sour in Nuevo Mexico who will now be rocked and shocked by our Friend Sterno.  I envy them others who will be pushed and tickled and inspired&#8230;  Sterno Sir, Please Rage On with the pearly whites and matching Booties.  You will be missed in the Freak Show out West.<br />Peace, HoverHawk.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: cynsickle</title>
		<link>http://www.belgiumkneewarmers.com/2007/11/thanksgiving.html/comment-page-1#comment-11666</link>
		<dc:creator>cynsickle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2007 23:52:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://66.147.244.157/~belgiumk/2007/11/thanksgiving/#comment-11666</guid>
		<description>i only met Gregg not but too long ago, and i&#039;ll never forget the day because on that day, i almost gave up on group rides all together.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;it was my first one, and i was outfitted in my local shop kit, feeling very PRO (thanks for the vernacular update, GKW).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i was waiting at the coffee shop, scared that i had already missed the start off.  legs and arms shaking from the south bay brisk and the first ride jitters.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;but alas, i had not missed the train as a well tanned, well outfitted and stylish rider led a small pack (sharing the same kit as i) to the coffee shop.  i was excited to see others, but then nervous that i had to actually speak to them!  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;not sure if there was some sort of cyclist &#039;salute&#039; or not, i stood, then sat, then about knocked over my bike all in one swift, clumsy motion.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i knew off the bat i had not Mr. Stern&#039;s approval.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;he then approached me and gave me the once over, asked if this was my first group ride, who sold me my bike at the shop, where&#039;s your resume, why are you wearing your arm warmers around your knees and your kneewarmers around your arms!?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the ride embarked shortly, feeling a bit unworthy, inexperienced and down right scared-i  had a hard time concentrating.  i almost crossed wheels.  was having trouble holding my line---then i heard the ever present Sterno up front barking back at some lads who must not have been following proper suit.  the things this man said, i tell you, i laughed my ass off.  i  chuckled, listened and wouldn&#039;t you know it-was feeling much better on that ride.  i was more comfortable, i sat in and enjoyed what would soon become my favorite ride in the future.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the moral of the story is, Sterno never picked on anyone.  he picked on everyone.  but although he made me pee in my bibs a little before the ride began, he also made my ride so much better about a dozen miles down the road.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;fact of the matter is, Gregg affected the group.  in one way or another, he managed, he parented, he entertained and drove that myriad of riders.  he was a leader in many ways.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i&#039;m not sure if i ever formally received his &#039;approval&#039; but his presence and personality sure will be missed by one knee-banging, kit-wetting, wheel-crossing newb!   &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;best of luck!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i only met Gregg not but too long ago, and i&#8217;ll never forget the day because on that day, i almost gave up on group rides all together.  </p>
<p>it was my first one, and i was outfitted in my local shop kit, feeling very PRO (thanks for the vernacular update, GKW).</p>
<p>i was waiting at the coffee shop, scared that i had already missed the start off.  legs and arms shaking from the south bay brisk and the first ride jitters.  </p>
<p>but alas, i had not missed the train as a well tanned, well outfitted and stylish rider led a small pack (sharing the same kit as i) to the coffee shop.  i was excited to see others, but then nervous that i had to actually speak to them!  </p>
<p>not sure if there was some sort of cyclist &#8216;salute&#8217; or not, i stood, then sat, then about knocked over my bike all in one swift, clumsy motion.</p>
<p>i knew off the bat i had not Mr. Stern&#8217;s approval.  </p>
<p>he then approached me and gave me the once over, asked if this was my first group ride, who sold me my bike at the shop, where&#8217;s your resume, why are you wearing your arm warmers around your knees and your kneewarmers around your arms!?</p>
<p>the ride embarked shortly, feeling a bit unworthy, inexperienced and down right scared-i  had a hard time concentrating.  i almost crossed wheels.  was having trouble holding my line&#8212;then i heard the ever present Sterno up front barking back at some lads who must not have been following proper suit.  the things this man said, i tell you, i laughed my ass off.  i  chuckled, listened and wouldn&#8217;t you know it-was feeling much better on that ride.  i was more comfortable, i sat in and enjoyed what would soon become my favorite ride in the future.  </p>
<p>the moral of the story is, Sterno never picked on anyone.  he picked on everyone.  but although he made me pee in my bibs a little before the ride began, he also made my ride so much better about a dozen miles down the road.  </p>
<p>fact of the matter is, Gregg affected the group.  in one way or another, he managed, he parented, he entertained and drove that myriad of riders.  he was a leader in many ways.</p>
<p>i&#8217;m not sure if i ever formally received his &#8216;approval&#8217; but his presence and personality sure will be missed by one knee-banging, kit-wetting, wheel-crossing newb!   </p>
<p>best of luck!</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
</channel>
</rss>

