i could have sworn i posted on this one, but i guess not! oh well, need to procrastinate going to class

Real name: Katherine

Where do you live? Ann Arbor, MI... originally from Chicago, where they ship me when school is not in session

Explanation of your handle: in drivers´ ed in high school, the jerk that i had for a teacher called all the girls either "honey" or "sweetheart" and the guys by some variation of their last name... from the death-look i gave him, i think he got the idea that calling me "honey" was a Bad Idea, and so called me Fultzie instead. and then my friends started using it, and it stuck.

Explanation of your avatar: UMich Cycling! yay!

Age (general or specific) : 20

Occupation: student, slacker, work at a rock climbing wall

Favorite bike: very hard to choose... i love all my bikes... but i´d go with my bianchi eros for now, since Fred was my first road bike... but i´m kind of lusting after an Indy Fab ti- crown jewel for the next baby.....

What's in your stable? 2000 Eros (Fred), 2004 Rockhopper (Lucy), Diamondback Wildwood (Chunkster)-- poor thing has been beaten to hell

Fastest speed on a road bike? where? when? about 50 mph... downhill... in a race two years ago... didn´t even know it until i checked my max speed later

What is the biggest lie you've ever told: um, probably something like "no, officer, i had no idea that was a one-way street" (i actually realized it after the fact, when the lights went on behind me... missed the sign, oops)

Most memorable moment on my bike: ooh geez... a lot of them... maybe right now (because it´s the most recent) it´s when my (boy)friend and i rented cruisers in argentina to go wine tasting (yeah, bikes and alcohol, probably not the brightest) and my chain kept falling off, and then it finally broke. between the two of us we could not get it back together (well, the lack of chain tool and missing link didn´t help- dah!). we were pretty much out in the middle of nowhere on a highway, and were like "yeah, right we´ll find a bike shop out here". well, not only did we find a bike shop, but TWO of them, in people´s garages in the town we had passed through. the first was closed, but at the second we sat for a half hour and chatted with an elderly argentine man as he pieced my chain back together again.

Most fun ever had on a bike? every time!